Watch That Floor

I fell asleep on the floor last night. That's never a good thing. Now I feel like writing.

I recently bought the movie Enchanted with Patrick Dempsey. It was pretty good. I liked it. I think there was an article on how Dempsey is a rediscovered hottie. I wouldn't know since I'm not gay. However, people still insist that I might be gay, and even girls I've slept with suspect I'm a homosexual. I guess I was that lousy. But I digress.

Anyway, I was thinking about Dempsey in a non-Tony Curtis way, and I remembered two of his older movies. Loverboy and Can't Buy Me Love. I figured I would try and look up those movies to see if I could watch them again. Doing a search for Loverboy turned up music stuff, of course, but I did get a hit on youtube for Can't Buy Me Love.

When I followed the link, I found out that someone posted the entire movie. Sweet! But then I got distracted. That same person also posted the movie Girls Just Want To Have Fun. That movie starred Helen Hunt and Sarah Jessica Parker when she was young and mildly attractive. And that movie led me to Cyndi Lauper.

I have to say that Cyndi Lauper was one of (still is) the greatest female vocalists ever. Time after Time? Everyone and their sister does a cover of that song. Most of them suck compared to the original. It's like doing a cover of Open Arms. You can never top the original, so don't embarrass yourself.

Then I came across I Drove All Night. Three versions, to be exact. Roy Orbison, Cyndi Lauper, and Celine Dion.



The Man. Roy Orbison. The coolest legally-blind mofo. I give his version a 9 out of 10. Although the song is originally his, his version wasn't released until after Lauper's cover version became a big hit. But something about his voice and style rocks. And this video kicks ass. It's simple, but is full of passion. I figure that is the point of the song. Someone so in love that they would drive all night long to be with the one they love. Jason Priestly and Jennifer Connelly did an excellent job in convincing me they were in love.



I have to give this version a 10 out of 10. I just love Lauper's style. The video is meh though. Apparently, when the video first came out, it caused controversy since it shows her naked. Forward 20 years and I didn't even notice.

I know a girl who would totally match wearing Lauper's 80's collection.

(Dion's version would go here if it didn't suck.)

Crap Karaoke bar version. Nuff Said.

Oh, and I'm afraid of big spiders.

Musical Youth!

A girl just badgered me into burning a CD for her. She said she wanted to hear something different, and if you heard me and Riley get into it about music, you'd know I listen to some non-lemur music. At first I tried to beg off. I was afraid to reveal my audio inclinations to this girl. But then she threatened my manhood with references to TNKOTB. I was forced into action. Yes, my manhood is tiny and fragile.

Anyway, since Photobucket is down and I can't work on the other blog I wanted, I guess I'll surf YouTube and post some songs that I enjoy.

Real Life: Send Me an Angel


Sugar Ray: Someday


Eddie Money: Take Me Home Tonight


Pet Shop Boys: West End Girls


Foreigner: I Want to Know What Love Is


Icehouse: Electric Blue


Meatloaf: I'd Do Anything For Love (But I won't Do That)


Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers: Mary Jane's Last Dance


The Cranberries: Dreams


Vanilla Ice: Ice Ice Baby (hehe)


Deee-Lite: Groove is in the Heart


Heart: These Dreams


BoA: Milky Way


Psy: Champion


Fatboy Slim: Right Here Right Now


Alan Kuo: Ling


Nickelback: Photograph


Orange Range: Shanghai Honey


Roxette: Joyride


Weezer: Buddy Holly


Lisa Loeb: Stay


LEN: Steal My Sunshine


Journey: Open Arms


Maxi Priest and Roberta Flack: Set the Night to Music


Timmy T: One More Try


Fine Young Cannibals: She Drives Me Crazy


Groove Coverage: Poison


Human League: Don't You Want Me Baby


Men Without Hats: Pop Goes the World


Baltimora: Tarzan Boy


Breathe: How Can I Fall


That should tide you over for a while.

Eargasm

I have this friend who constantly rags me about the music I listen to. He thinks my taste in music is weird. Heck, most people on my island would think my taste is weird. On my island, 99 and 94/100 of the population listen to hip hop. Doesn't even matter if the song is any good or if the performer has any talent. As long as the music has a redundant, loud beat, or if it has profanity, it's an instant success here.

My friend is one of these lemmings. He sings the same hip hop song over and over. I think he wants us to think he's extreme. It almost worked too since he rides a dirtbike, hucks huge on a mountain bike, drives a 200+mph dragster, and owns a supercharged pickup truck. However, it turns out he's a bit gay when it comes to music.

His current favorite songs come from the Legally Blonde soundtrack hehe.




It's like that Harold and Kumar Go To White Castle movie.



In the movie there's a bunch of extreme sports punks who grief Harold and Kumar and everyone else they run into. But then when H and K steal the extreme punks' bronco and turn on the stereo, they find Wilson Phillips.



So what was the song that drew my friend's harassment? Modest Mouse's Float On.



Hey, I like the twangy sound and the interesting beat. I also like the message in the lyrics. At least it's not as gay as some of my other favorite songs.



Of course, all that music can cause waxy build up in the ears. And if there is one thing I love, it's cleaning my ears. It ranks way higher than picking my nose.

Amateur ear cleaners would most likely go for the Q-tip as their weapon of choice. Lame.



The true connoisseur would use the mimikure. Oddly enough, when I tried to find a picture of a mimikure on the internet, I couldn't find one. I found them under the name "mimikaki." I'm guessing that the word "mimikure," is a different dialect than the standard Japanese. It could be a word from southern Japan since my family came from there. I'm absolutely sure it's the right word too because when I was in Kyoto, I asked a shop keeper, "mimikure desuka," while pointing at the ear cleaners and she responded in the affirmative.



But who cares what the name is. This sucker is pure bliss.