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Month: March 2013

“Friday Night”

Every now and then, I will find a REALLY terrible, shitty song.  Enter The Millionaires. If you mix 90s entitlement issues with presumably rich kids with no real problems and then add a dash of drugs and alcohol, you get The Millionaires.

Their sound is like hitting a feedbacking speaker playing 80s synth with a baseball bat. The worst part about this vapid, useless people is they performed one song that was REALLY catchy while being utterly inane.

“Alcohol” is about partying. There’s no soliloquy on the downtrodden worker or making a backhanded praise of alcohol to show the damage it does to the alcoholic. No, this song is JUST about partying by some pretentious girls who think they are really attractive.

For partying and being stupid, it works really well. The line “Friday Night, It’s time to Party” opens the song as if it was meant to be nailed to your spine, always ready to be tapped into when you least desire it. When someone would exclaim “Friday Night!” without hesitation, I would parrot back “It’s time to party.” Realizing I have been infected, I would retreat to a Tibetan cave until I lose the concept of speech for my transgression against humanity for proliferating this virus.

As if a common phrase like “Friday Night” isn’t ruined, the party anthem “Let’s get fucked up” is also ruined for double points.

If you hate yourself, listen to it. It’s pretty humorous.

The full music video with better audio quality.

Embedded with lower quality but the Falkner-esque lyrics:

“Love Me” – Ruined Phrases

The Cardigans wrote a song called “Lovefool” that is a verbal brain parasite. The chorus has a cheery, poppy girl singing “Love Me, Love Me, Say That You Love Me./Fool Me, Fool Me, Go On and Fool Me” that gets stuck in my head for days when I hear the phrase.

The fascinating structure of the chorus has the first two words of each line repeated three times, with the third time fitting into the sentence that elaborates on the line “Love Me, Love Me, Say That You Love Me.”

The problem with the song is that its so simple and the ruined phrase is so commonly heard in that cadence that it gets embedded in your brain like a hungry deer tick. The song isn’t bad, but it is definitely that poppy 90s sound that really hasn’t been emulated yet.

In the interest of making this easier, I’ll do two today, and two tomorrow to play catch up.

In Your Head

This phrase comes up depressing a lot when talking to people. I say depressingly because of how ingrained this phrase is with the song by The Cranberries “Zombie.”

The chorus of the song is a repetition of “In your he-ad. In your he-e-e-e-ad. Zomb-ay Zomb-ay Zomb-ay-ay-ay.” Because of this repetition, anytime someone asks “Is is your head?” or some other variation, I am automatically stuck on a loop of “Zombie.”

More often than not, the phrase is a hand grenade my wife throws at me. She will wait until I am not expecting it, then boom, just say “In your head” knowing it will torture me until I hear the song or lobotomize myself. Since the latter is a bit final, I listen to the song to get it out of my head (Drink!), and that refreshes its home in my subconscious.

The fascinating thing about the song is its haunting, heavy tone while this woman has a very light voice to it and sings with a thick melancholy that fits the tone too perfectly as she sings about a revolution. It’s a poppy sounding song with a depressing message and melody. Thanks to that perfect storm of variables, it will be a song that really transcends generations. Some may never hear it until today (sorry, but it will be in your head [Drink!] now), and some began singing it when they saw the title “In Your Head” (Drink!) of this post.

UPDATE: It seems that instead of pressing submit, I pressed draft. I’ll have to revise a few things, but this was for Friday.  I’ll publish the other three tomorrow. Damn life getting in the way…

Cult of Personality

The phrase refers to a cultural figure who peoplei flock to and worship. Think David Koresh and Jim Jones, who both had literal cults, but who were so charismatic that their cults were built around them completely. Hitler had a HUGE cult of personality where people followed him to the brink of hell. Others are JFK, Obama, Justin Bieber, and a myriad of other people who may mean no malice, but their words and ideas are taken as the purest form of truth for their followers.

The phrase however is completely ruined to me thanks to the extremely well written song by Living Colour. The song cycles through various characteristics of a person who is worshiped by the masses. This is seen with one of the many phrases such as “I exploit you, still you love me.”

When the song opens with the guitar riff that repeats throughout the song, you are hooked pretty quickly. As that song builds, you are exposed to various ideas from the point of view of an idol. Lines like “I tell you 1 and 1 make 3,” and “You gave me power in god’s name,” all followed with a sampling of Kennedy saying, the very cultish, “Ask not what your country can do for you” bundles then entire concept into a very succinct message.

The song ruins the phrase “Cult of Personality” for me because of the method of pronunciation. Instead of saying it as written, the last word in the phrase is stretched out rhythmically to be person…ality. If you’ve heard the song, I think every time you read the phrase here you at least said it once in cadence with the song.

This all may have been an intentional decision though. Since the song is about a person leading people, it may have been their intention to break the phrasing of the words and repeat them throughout to forever associate that phrase with the song. I know the few times I see the phrase, I immediately think of the band. That’s longevity since the song came out before I was born.

Thus, ends today. I attached the video of the song in case you haven’t heard it. It’s definitely worth a listening.

Ruined Phrase – Seven Day Project

We use thousands of different words every day. Maybe even hundreds of thousands. However, every year or so, one phrase is so utterly tied to an idea that that phrase is always going to be associated with that idea for the rest of its modern lifespan. For example, the phrase “set of skills” will always find a spot in American lingo thanks to the film Taken. Others are far more specific to the point that their association only is obvious when you hear the phrase. Try to ask someone if they are talking to you without reverting to a DeNiro voice, for example.

For the next week, I’ll update daily with seven phrases that are ruined for me. I know I tend to pick up projects well outside my scope here, and they prove to be too much. For example, I had tried to write a story a week for a year. The problem with that was, aside from having less and less time to devote to purely writing for a website, was I began creating bad stories for the sake of meeting my goal of 52 stories. From this attempt, a story emerged that is interconnected. Every story posted for that project was related somehow, which at the start was unintentional. To make that project worthwhile and make it less of a babble exercise, I am going to write a fewer stories with the idea that they are all connected tightly. I already have a larger novella length story to connect all the characters together in mind. This allows me to focus on important/interesting stories rather than writing anything and everything. More on that later.

Hope you enjoy the following posts. I think it may be time for a revision to this website. The purpose of it was to serve as a portfolio, but I think now I want it to serve exclusively to my creative and technical writing pursuits.

Until next time.  

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