These little musical bits are one of the reasons I love “Family Guy”. This is obviously a Mary Poppins send off and I would love to have Dick Van Dykes opinion on it.
I have been giving a lot of thought lately to the meaning of the song “Forever Young” originally recorded by the German pop group Alphaville. So I decided today that I would actually spend sometime reading what other people had to say about the song and take a look at the original video to see if there was some wisdom there.
I found two versions of the video and I watched both and I took away one thing. Why the hell did that hair cut seem like a good idea? Yes, I know I am 25 years too late to be making any criticism, but this wasn’t exactly on my radar in 1984. (Trivia: Nor was it on anybody else’s radar. Despite the song being a current standard, it never made it on to the US top 40). Anyway, I am hoping to find some direction to what the song meant to the band, but I can’t get past Marian Gold’s big head. One of the reason’s I found him (it) disturbing, is that people are posting that he was “hot”. What the hell people? Were you stoned through the 80’s? He’s got Mozart’s wig on and he looks like a cross between Frankenstein and a constipated David Hasslehoff.
I have included a pic and the second video to illustrate my point.
Your guess is as good as mine as to the meaning of this one. I assume it is short for somebody’s name.
Sorry for the blurry shot. The plate reads 2Cre8ive. Is that ever possible?
Today, NPR was nice enough to introduce me to “Christine Balfa: 55 Minutes Of Solo Triangle“. Yes, that’s right 55 minutes of somebody playing the triangle, God’s forgotten musical instrument. At first, I had to make sure that today wasn’t a very late April Fools, but after about a minute, no punchline seemed forthcoming.
I sat in rapt attention waiting for the reporter to break out into a giggle, while the interviewee talked about the subtly of 3 pieces composed for triangle. No laugh. No “Do you really expect the world to take you seriously?”. No Satisfaction. Perhaps I don’t hear the subtle tones of the triangle as anymore than a solitary clanging because I have burnt out my auditory nerves on Lily Allen and Vampire Weekend. Who knows?
What I can say after many years of being goaded by Ira Glass, is that although NPR may be cheaper than my trip to Starbucks everyday it not always better. If this is what you are going to do with my pledge, I’d rather give to some poor, needy bank.
Mr. Crappie The Fishing Rod
If you don’t catch any fish with this rod you have nobody to blame. It said it was crappy.
Wal-Mart Deli Glazed Yeast Rings
There is nothing, and I mean NOTHING appetizing about a Glazed Yeast Ring. Sounds more like a personal problem than a pastry.
