Showing posts with label middle school dance committee. Show all posts
Showing posts with label middle school dance committee. Show all posts

Jul 26, 2010

Summer Jams, cont'd...

We touched (more than) briefly on summer jams and Ace of Base and Rihanna and La Roux and Zooey Deschanel's little sister and the like. Interestingly enough, shortly after those posts, Dragonette (one of my favorite new bands because they're mine all mine) released this clever little ditty about the summer. From what I gather, it's the only new track on a remix album coming out sometime soon, but I really do dig it because, in the typical style of Dragonette, it's a little pushy and a little obvious and you still tap your foot to it.
My energist pointed out a few months ago that summer and winter are seasons in which you can't really do real "work", you just have to let the powers that be glide you through them. And so I think it's important that a summer jam is easy and breezy and just kind of there. Shit you don't have to think about too much. This one does deliver.

Jun 7, 2010

Awww...wow---this is sweet: successful childblogger Tavi has heeded our advice (w/out having to actually heed our advice). She had a good time dancing at her eighth grade school dance, and, in turn, has decided to give peace a chance/get down with her agemates/critique the systems of self-conscious hipster-ism that divide and non-conquer.

What a big deal these middle school dances were!---a revolution in public sexiness and the possible bounds of shame---at the end of los 90s/dawn of the Aughts, we found for the first time (our* first time, not a generalized first time) that we knew exactly how to drop our azzes to the floor (and with no formal training!). In one of those years (7th or 8th) I can't remember which I took my dress off in the bathroom and just wore my sheer slip, but then when this tall boy with nice hair told my friends he thought I was hot and he wanted to meet me I hid in the science lab.....so began a decade (!) of earnestly trying to figure out what being/guessing/seeming a slut was all about...geez.

*the collective here is me and my fellow small, parochial girls-schoolers

Mar 22, 2009

Verses

Anyone who is too young or too "cool" to appreciate this needs to sit back and have a serious listen:

"River of Dreams"
Billy Joel

In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
From the mountains of faith
To the river so deep
I must be looking for something
Something sacred I lost
But the river is wide
And it's too hard to cross

And even though I know the river is wide
I walk down every evening
And I stand on the shore
I try to cross to the opposite side
So I can finally find what I've been looking for

In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
Through the valley of fear
To a river so deep
I've been searching for something
Taken out of my soul
Something I would never lose
Something somebody stole

I don't know why I go walking at night
But now I'm tired and I don't want to walk anymore
I hope it doesn't take the rest of my life
Until I find what it is that I've been looking for

In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
Through the jungle of doubt
To the river so deep
I know I'm searching for something
Something so undefined
That it can only be seen
By the eyes of the blind
In the middle of the night

I'm not sure about a life after this
God knows I've never been a spiritual man
Baptized by the fire
I wade into the river
That is running to the promised land
In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
Through the desert of truth
To the river so deep
We all end in the ocean
We all start in the streams
We're all carried along
By the river of dreams

Mar 10, 2009

I'm OK. You're OK.

Just a little fun-times to raise team morale... Unfortunately, no one wants us to have a good time (especially the devil's new favorite website, YouTube) so I have to link it... Great muppety Odin, how I wish it was displayed prominently on the site... cuz this is my favorite song, I sing along when the DJ throws it on...