So I finally watched last Thursday's episode of Survivor (Fans vs Favourites) last night. And I don't think I've ever been more satisfied by an ousting in my history of watching the show.
That testosterone-fueled man-ape Joel, didn't "see" it coming, but man did he "have it coming". I cannot stand "Alpha Dog" posturing, and eat-the-weak mentality from anyone but this guy was quite simply too much. I didn't like Joel from day 1, but that whole "obstacle course chase" competition made it perfectly clear that he didn't consider Chet a human being, much-less a team mate; dragging him along like a sack of meat with no consideration for his safety or injuries!
I'm sure his big gorilla frame helps him rescue many people as a firefighter, but he's not much of a human being in my eyes. Now that's not saying I'd defend Chet in his evident "uselessness", but whether or not he's a good competitor or a strong team mate, has no bearing on his status as a human being.
Thankfully it would seem that the cast of contestants this time around are a "no bullshit" bunch. Thus far I haven't shed a tear over the people sent-home. Although, I must admit I thought Mikey was extremely sexy and went before his time (at the hands of Joel the Gorilla), but he was a little weaselish in his assumption of power so early-on in the game.
Ah well. The best part about watching last weeks episode so late, is that there's a brand new one on tonight! *grin*
Oh... and I think I found the perfect pop album of 2007. I kid you not. And by a Canadian band no less. "Dragonette" is their name and their CD is called "Galore". I absolutely love every track. They're a little bit Scissor Sisters, a little bit Gwen Stefani, a little bit ABBA, and a little bit Eurythmics. Catchy tunes, saucy lyrics, and a cheeky variation of musical styles. I cannot recommend them enough. I hope they win the Juno they're nominated for, 'cause they're incredibly fantastic and sadly unknown. Clicky clicky to hear the song I'm posting lyrics to. Brilliant stuff, I swear. (it's not a real music video incidentally)
True Believer - Dragonette
I don't play well with the other kids
they know that I'm dangerous
it's evident I'm different
my punishment is imminent
they tell me that I'm no good
they say worse
I've got a curse
and I know that it's true
but you,
you make me better
you give me pleasure
it's just your effect on me ooooh
you make me sweeter
you give me fever
and I'm a believer
I've had such a wicked time,
kissed the boys and made them cry
laugh and while I wave good bye
they'd still like another try
Ordinary Dick and Tom
Matthew Mark Luke and John
if they knew who I've become
who I've become
the spell I'm under is you
you make me better
you give me pleasure
it's just your effect on me oooh
you taught me a lesson
now I'm behaving
must be what's best for me oooh
you make me sweeter
you give me fever
Now I'm a believer oooh
do u feel super
I'm the new girl curled round your finger *oh*
I've taken your potion *and now I'm*
senseless defenceless a fool
the spell I'm under is you
it's you what's come over me
you who has gotten into me
you who did this thing to me
I used to be so bad
but you,
you make me better
you give me pleasure
must be what's best for me ooooh
you make me sweeter
you give me fever oooh
I'm a believer
I'm a believer oooh
a true believer
I'm a believer oooh
a true believer
Showing posts with label Scissor Sisters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Scissor Sisters. Show all posts
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Thursday, March 08, 2007
Scissor Sisters Scissor Sisters Scissor Sisters
Say THAT 5 times fast. I know I can't. (a lisper's nightmare!!)
Things I learned about Scissor Sisters last night:
Front-man Jake Shears is WAY more hot in person than in any photo I've ever seen.
They ROCK live. OH... MY... GOD... BECKY! They ROCK live. I was half-expecting them to not be as good live as they are in the studio. Only because Jake sings falsetto A LOT, and sometimes people sing things in a lower key when it's live 'cause they can't hold the high notes the same. But that was not the case. It was amazing to hear him sing live.
Interesting/amusing stories.... Jake Shears lost his virginity in Toronto to a big, buff construction worker years ago. He said with a wily grin that if he was in the audience to meet him after the show. hah! ...their October concert was cancelled/rescheduled because their drummer threw his neck out and had a sac of spinal fluid formed on his neck that had to be surgically removed... ...at one of their concerts in Australia, a mother who brought her kids to the concert, wrote them a nasty letter to complain that they swore too much (funny considering the sexually explicit nature of their lyrics to begin with - but that wasn't the issue she had with them.) and she left with her kids in tow. (this lead to a very funny tirade in which they pretty much recited every cuss word they knew to the Toronto crowd last night)... ...and on a cute note Ms Annamatronic (front-woman for the band) told us all about their trip to Japan, where she performed a DJ set and had a cute little Japanese girl come up to her at the DJ booth to get her autograph and request the song "Healthy / Gorgeous". Hee
Good times. Probably the best small venue concert I've ever seen. (Right up there with the now-defunct Lucy Pearl). It was sold-out and packed. (Which I wasn't expecting.) And the crowd was just about as wild and diverse as the Scissor Sisters themselves. Had to love Jake's blue suit and visor combo too, complete with Mickey Mouse print. The concert was only about an hour and 20 minutes long - which would probably be my only complaint. But that's alright, since it was a weeknight after-all, and I breathed in waay to many second-hand vapours from nasty poppers and such. Tammy and I also got stuck behind this incredibly stinky man on our way out - but we survived.
I WILL see this band live again someday. Mark my words. Campy, vampy, glamourous, glistening-sweaty, rockin', disco fun!
"Ooh"
Some people say such awful things
I don't understand why they're so hateful
We don't need those diamond rings
Even though they look tasteful
Chichi parties
So important
Sink a fortune
High-class apartment
One or two ooh-oohs
Make you feel so good
It's not a threat to nobody
In fact the people should
Oooh
Don't you give me them blues
I got magic in my dancing shoes
Let me hear you say ooooh
When you talk sweet things in my ear
I get so hot inside I'm burning my clothes
Measure distances with tears
The tracks'll run for miles when I feel those
Mixed emotions
In your heart
Guilty feelings
You fall apart
One or two ooooh's
Nothing left to lose
I'm not a threat to nobody
Don't try and give me them blues
Oooh
Don't you give me them blues
I got magic in my dancing shoes
Let me hear you say ooooh
Say honey baby don't you know
Ain't got any money left to blow
Can't buy you no snow cone
Even when it's hot outside
Wanna make love show you what I can do
Pocket that rug and ride the groove
Just lemme go dance and give me no blues tonight
Oooh
Don't you give me them blues
I got magic in my dancing shoes
Let me hear you say ooooh
Things I learned about Scissor Sisters last night:
Front-man Jake Shears is WAY more hot in person than in any photo I've ever seen.
They ROCK live. OH... MY... GOD... BECKY! They ROCK live. I was half-expecting them to not be as good live as they are in the studio. Only because Jake sings falsetto A LOT, and sometimes people sing things in a lower key when it's live 'cause they can't hold the high notes the same. But that was not the case. It was amazing to hear him sing live.
Interesting/amusing stories.... Jake Shears lost his virginity in Toronto to a big, buff construction worker years ago. He said with a wily grin that if he was in the audience to meet him after the show. hah! ...their October concert was cancelled/rescheduled because their drummer threw his neck out and had a sac of spinal fluid formed on his neck that had to be surgically removed... ...at one of their concerts in Australia, a mother who brought her kids to the concert, wrote them a nasty letter to complain that they swore too much (funny considering the sexually explicit nature of their lyrics to begin with - but that wasn't the issue she had with them.) and she left with her kids in tow. (this lead to a very funny tirade in which they pretty much recited every cuss word they knew to the Toronto crowd last night)... ...and on a cute note Ms Annamatronic (front-woman for the band) told us all about their trip to Japan, where she performed a DJ set and had a cute little Japanese girl come up to her at the DJ booth to get her autograph and request the song "Healthy / Gorgeous". Hee
Good times. Probably the best small venue concert I've ever seen. (Right up there with the now-defunct Lucy Pearl). It was sold-out and packed. (Which I wasn't expecting.) And the crowd was just about as wild and diverse as the Scissor Sisters themselves. Had to love Jake's blue suit and visor combo too, complete with Mickey Mouse print. The concert was only about an hour and 20 minutes long - which would probably be my only complaint. But that's alright, since it was a weeknight after-all, and I breathed in waay to many second-hand vapours from nasty poppers and such. Tammy and I also got stuck behind this incredibly stinky man on our way out - but we survived.
I WILL see this band live again someday. Mark my words. Campy, vampy, glamourous, glistening-sweaty, rockin', disco fun!
"Ooh"
Some people say such awful things
I don't understand why they're so hateful
We don't need those diamond rings
Even though they look tasteful
Chichi parties
So important
Sink a fortune
High-class apartment
One or two ooh-oohs
Make you feel so good
It's not a threat to nobody
In fact the people should
Oooh
Don't you give me them blues
I got magic in my dancing shoes
Let me hear you say ooooh
When you talk sweet things in my ear
I get so hot inside I'm burning my clothes
Measure distances with tears
The tracks'll run for miles when I feel those
Mixed emotions
In your heart
Guilty feelings
You fall apart
One or two ooooh's
Nothing left to lose
I'm not a threat to nobody
Don't try and give me them blues
Oooh
Don't you give me them blues
I got magic in my dancing shoes
Let me hear you say ooooh
Say honey baby don't you know
Ain't got any money left to blow
Can't buy you no snow cone
Even when it's hot outside
Wanna make love show you what I can do
Pocket that rug and ride the groove
Just lemme go dance and give me no blues tonight
Oooh
Don't you give me them blues
I got magic in my dancing shoes
Let me hear you say ooooh
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
Classy Honey Kissy Huggy Lovey Dovey Ghetto Princess
Guess where I'm going tonight???
Well OK... you don't have to guess, 'cause you stop in here for me to "tell" you stuff like "where I'm going tonight".
I'm going to see Scissor Sisters! HEE I cannot tell you how cool I think that is, and how much I'm looking forward to it. They're playing at the Kool Haus, and Tammy got us last-minute free tickets. (it's good to have friends in positions of power at successful radio stations.)
So at the moment I'm sitting at work and it's night-time. _s_P_o_O_K_y_
But truly it's not worth it to go home and have to turn around and come back downtown again. Admittedly I miss my boys. All 3 of them. And I miss my own potty. I don't like goin' poo at work, but god knows sometimes there's just no way around it. Whattaygonnado??
Too much information you say??? Yeah... like you never poo.
Digression, thy name is potty-talk.
On another topic.... have you ever noticed that there's a whole section of the greeting card market not being served by not catering to those who love their parents with a good dose of indifference? Of course you haven't. 'Cause normal people buy affectionate cards for their parents.
I looked at EVERY birthday card in the "Mothers" sections (and I say sections, because there are actually several) at Carleton Cards and left empty-handed, and then went to Hallmark to repeat the futile scouring exercise. I almost asked one of the customer service people if there was some secret rack in a secret cellar somewhere where they keep the cards for celebratory acknowledgement without full-blown sentimentality. I know what kind of look that would've gotten me.
So I picked a card with a bear and a rhyme that wasn't quite "trite", but not quite eloquent either. Condescending?? Perhaps. But it's the best I could do given the circumstances and the card industry's lack of demographic study for those of us who don't think their parents hung the moon. For those who might think I'm cold, rest assured that I wrote my own personal message inside to convey my own feelings. But the whole idea was to pick a card that didn't leave quite enough room to say a whole lot. For obvious reasons, filling the big empty void of a blank card wasn't an option either. (I'd run out of swear words. Ba Dum Bum. Just kidding.)
Hmmmm.... million dollar idea?? My own line of greeting cards.
"Skidmark: When you care enough to send... something that says very little."
Ahh well.
Song of the "Night" ...aaaaahhhhh.... it's nighttime.... clever huh? But of course it's Scissor Sisters.
"Filthy/Gorgeous"
When you're walkin' down the street
And the man tries to get your business
And the people that you meet
Want to open you up like Christmas
You gotta wrap your fuzzy with a big red bow
Ain't no sum bitch gonna treat me like a ho
I'm a classy honey kissy huggy lovey dovey ghetto princess
Cuz you're filthy
Oooh, and I'm gorgeous
Cuz you're filthy
Oooh, and I'm gorgeous
You're disgusting
Oooh, and you're nasty
And you can grab me
oooh, cuz you're nasty
When you're runnin' from a trick
And you trip on a hit of acid
You gotta work for the man
But your biggest moneymakers' flaccid
You gotta keep your shit together
With your feet on the ground
There ain't no-one gonna listen
If you haven't made a sound
You're an acid junkie college flunky dirty puppy daddy bastard
Cuz you're filthy
Oooh, and I'm gorgeous
Cuz you're filthy
Oooh, and I'm gorgeous
You're disgusting
Oooh, and you're nasty
And you can grab me
oooh, cuz you're nasty
Well OK... you don't have to guess, 'cause you stop in here for me to "tell" you stuff like "where I'm going tonight".
I'm going to see Scissor Sisters! HEE I cannot tell you how cool I think that is, and how much I'm looking forward to it. They're playing at the Kool Haus, and Tammy got us last-minute free tickets. (it's good to have friends in positions of power at successful radio stations.)
So at the moment I'm sitting at work and it's night-time. _s_P_o_O_K_y_
But truly it's not worth it to go home and have to turn around and come back downtown again. Admittedly I miss my boys. All 3 of them. And I miss my own potty. I don't like goin' poo at work, but god knows sometimes there's just no way around it. Whattaygonnado??
Too much information you say??? Yeah... like you never poo.
Digression, thy name is potty-talk.
On another topic.... have you ever noticed that there's a whole section of the greeting card market not being served by not catering to those who love their parents with a good dose of indifference? Of course you haven't. 'Cause normal people buy affectionate cards for their parents.
I looked at EVERY birthday card in the "Mothers" sections (and I say sections, because there are actually several) at Carleton Cards and left empty-handed, and then went to Hallmark to repeat the futile scouring exercise. I almost asked one of the customer service people if there was some secret rack in a secret cellar somewhere where they keep the cards for celebratory acknowledgement without full-blown sentimentality. I know what kind of look that would've gotten me.
So I picked a card with a bear and a rhyme that wasn't quite "trite", but not quite eloquent either. Condescending?? Perhaps. But it's the best I could do given the circumstances and the card industry's lack of demographic study for those of us who don't think their parents hung the moon. For those who might think I'm cold, rest assured that I wrote my own personal message inside to convey my own feelings. But the whole idea was to pick a card that didn't leave quite enough room to say a whole lot. For obvious reasons, filling the big empty void of a blank card wasn't an option either. (I'd run out of swear words. Ba Dum Bum. Just kidding.)
Hmmmm.... million dollar idea?? My own line of greeting cards.
"Skidmark: When you care enough to send... something that says very little."
Ahh well.
Song of the "Night" ...aaaaahhhhh.... it's nighttime.... clever huh? But of course it's Scissor Sisters.
"Filthy/Gorgeous"
When you're walkin' down the street
And the man tries to get your business
And the people that you meet
Want to open you up like Christmas
You gotta wrap your fuzzy with a big red bow
Ain't no sum bitch gonna treat me like a ho
I'm a classy honey kissy huggy lovey dovey ghetto princess
Cuz you're filthy
Oooh, and I'm gorgeous
Cuz you're filthy
Oooh, and I'm gorgeous
You're disgusting
Oooh, and you're nasty
And you can grab me
oooh, cuz you're nasty
When you're runnin' from a trick
And you trip on a hit of acid
You gotta work for the man
But your biggest moneymakers' flaccid
You gotta keep your shit together
With your feet on the ground
There ain't no-one gonna listen
If you haven't made a sound
You're an acid junkie college flunky dirty puppy daddy bastard
Cuz you're filthy
Oooh, and I'm gorgeous
Cuz you're filthy
Oooh, and I'm gorgeous
You're disgusting
Oooh, and you're nasty
And you can grab me
oooh, cuz you're nasty
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