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(04/25/02 5:00am)
Like an oracle in the night, Moby speaks to us; whether we care is a different story. While he does deserve credit for somehow reviving the Michael Stipe gimmick, Moby's still got a lot of work to do before I start taking life advice from another skinny, sickly, bald, white man. However, Moby's new song "We Are All Made of Stars" has the potential to be a summer smash through, if nothing else, in the wonderful world of clip shows and dedications. The video is already celebrity-packed with appearances from J.C., Dave Navaro and Ron Jeremy, and the tune requires no more effort to sing along than the numbing moan of a lifelong death. Even if you don't like the song, you'll find it hard this summer not to hum the slow refrain, "People they come together /people they fall apart," as everyone around you commends Moby's new efforts to save the jackolope. Let's just give Moby a bubble to live in and be done with it, shall we?
(04/11/02 5:00am)
Every once in a while, a song separates itself from the repetitive pulsating sounds of the clubs and garners enough attention to gain non-ecstasy airplay. Whereas Daft Punk's "One More Time" will forever live on in soundbytes, soundtracks and blue-skinned anime creatures, you'll be lucky to hear an Ace of Base song more than once in the upcoming year. Since their emergence onto pop airwaves is rare, the videos for these songs sometimes are the only thing that extends our patience. Kylie Minogue's song "Can't Get You Out of My Head" is showing signs of surpassing that uncertain window of annoyance, simply because the video offers something intriguing. It's set in a future city with even bigger buildings, brighter lights and faster superhighways than our quasi-future tales usually offer us. Everyone in the video dresses in those weird triangular airline stewardess outfits and dances the Robot, and all the time they just hum this "La.. la.. la" song to the beat of their numb existence. It's a vision of the quasi-future that seems sadly much happier than the one I'm watching unfold on Fox News. Where is the soma? When do we get flying cars like they promised us in the Jetsons? Why didn't anyone tell us that the '80s "technology" wasn't real when we were growing up, so I could have learned job skills other than "Knows how to program a VCR." Fuck Max Headroom.
(03/28/02 5:00am)
We sat and watched as MTV offered four young news personalities enough editorial freedom to push their respective interests to the forefront of the channel's programming. And now as Iann Robinson continues to do more stories on subjects like the much desired revival of Headbanger's Ball and the annual music convention SxSW, "the scene" has a better chance than ever to take back the airwaves from corporate control. News coverage of Hatebreed and commercials for their new album on MTV? Who would've thunk it. How about just letting Iann host a new Headbanger's-type show so we can all move forward in the right direction? And Iann, see what you can do about getting us System of a Down Unplugged. It would blow everyone away.
(11/08/01 5:00am)
Now this is the DMX I've been waiting for. Despite the rousingly powerful sounds DMX has proven himself capable of in the past, the Ruff Rider camp seems content on the energetic rapper releasing only "party songs." With his new album The Great Depression, I had hoped that DMX would choose a different route and explore his soulful/spiritual side in the mainstream, but regretfully the first release "We Right Here," disappointed. DMX's new song "Who We Be" is more suitable to his unique sound - a raspy screamer's voice with a preacher's tone. DMX, if you're going to use your punchy lyrical beats, you need to use them for good. Don't aspire to please the frat houses, just be the best screamer you can be.
(10/25/01 5:00am)
Ah, Jack Black, what a great scam. His hilarious supporting performances in High Fidelity (for us Cuze fans) and Saving Silverman (for you low-brow pie loving fans) gave Black the opportunity to set his own course. And he's planned out his rise in a way that most of us never saw coming. The arrival of the self-proclaimed "Greatest Band on Earth" Tenacious D is the final masterminded installment in Black's rise to fame. Where Don Johnson failed, Black will succeed because of the immediacy of his band's popularity in his breaking career. Jack Black went about pretending to be an actor so he could have his own rock band. What a great scam! Along with partner Kyle Gass, their two-man musical comedy act offers a satire of rock's common themes: draw off of a cult following, imply a sense of grandeur and mention the name of your band as many times as possible. Packaged with Rocky Horror Picture Show-esque audience participation, Tenacious D has appeared in BioDome, on "Saturday Night Live" and even in their own HBO show chronicling the band's journey. Their new song "Wonderboy" has hit MTV with all the spectacle of The Never Ending Story (Black actually played Slip in Pt. 3), the self-involvement of a Magic player and the ulterior world of Dungeons & Dragons. But all doubts of their madness escape when you realize that they're actually pretty damn good. Black has a new movie coming out called Shallow Hal. A movie, a video and your break into the mainstream all at once? Be prepared, it's time for Jack Black overload. You've got my approval, and I'm sure the JHU Gamers Club has noticed you as well. Just make sure you don't get annoying and we'll get along just fine. Go, Black, go.
(10/11/01 5:00am)
Bit (n): 1. the common associative description of someone based on their most dominant characteristic; 2. the practiced routine that is continually beta-tested until it can be conveyed without argumentative flaw.
(09/27/01 5:00am)
I have Poison on cassette tape and Millencolin on CD - how did I become a pop head? Very simply, I watch too much T.V. From this flows the "Bit Theory."