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I went to a Sade concert. Yes, yes, I know. The most activity I was expecting at a Sade concert was perhaps discussing the tasting notes from the finest Pinot Gris with the person sat very properly beside me. I went with no illusion that I would be crowd surfing at any time. I guess what I am trying to say is that I like Sade but wouldn't say I am a massive fan. I have the greatest hits CD of hers and still think she looks fab considering she is around the same age as Madonna and with none of the visible plastic injected into her skin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I may not have crowd surfed or even got up to bust a move but what I did do was drop my jaw a number of times at the extraordinary vocal ability of this woman. I had placed her into the "Marlboro lights" category of vocals - you know what I mean, the husky tones that can only be achieved from a pack a day. So I was amazingly surprised when Sade could belt it like the best of them (if not better) and hit some really HIGH notes. I was very, very impressed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as a side note to all of this. I really dig the way that Sade hasn't followed any fashion trends or tried to keep up with the kids. Sade is her own category and for that I applaud her. I have added my favourite Sade song – No Ordinary Love. It would be remiss of me if I didn’t add the live version of Jezabel for a special someone who loves this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_WcWHZc8s2I" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Mn13LjYPbcc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-5156135983739186717?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/5156135983739186717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2011/12/meat-sade-concert.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/5156135983739186717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/5156135983739186717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2011/12/meat-sade-concert.html' title='Me..at a Sade Concert??'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/_WcWHZc8s2I/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-2001108415110899812</id><published>2011-08-31T17:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T17:19:28.139+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lady Gaga'/><title type='text'>We've seen it all before</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xJcW_96x0Ko/Tl3fCgDcTVI/AAAAAAAAATM/Mhap8prtn_o/s1600/lady-gaga-annie-lennox.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xJcW_96x0Ko/Tl3fCgDcTVI/AAAAAAAAATM/Mhap8prtn_o/s320/lady-gaga-annie-lennox.jpg" width="320" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-txMOMOrdSyw/Tl3fYxHGO6I/AAAAAAAAATQ/m6WaWUQii9Y/s1600/Bette-Midler-Lady-Gaga-Wheelchair-Mermaid-Act.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="187" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-txMOMOrdSyw/Tl3fYxHGO6I/AAAAAAAAATQ/m6WaWUQii9Y/s320/Bette-Midler-Lady-Gaga-Wheelchair-Mermaid-Act.jpg" width="320" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Interesting articles from both &lt;a href="http://www.sheknows.com/entertainment/articles/840073/did-lady-gaga-copy-annie-lennox"&gt;She Knows&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-2031468/MTV-VMAs-2011-Lady-Gaga-accused-copying-Annie-Lennoxs-gender-bender-routine-1984.html"&gt;Daily Mail&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-2001108415110899812?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/2001108415110899812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2011/08/weve-seen-it-all-before.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/2001108415110899812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/2001108415110899812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2011/08/weve-seen-it-all-before.html' title='We&apos;ve seen it all before'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xJcW_96x0Ko/Tl3fCgDcTVI/AAAAAAAAATM/Mhap8prtn_o/s72-c/lady-gaga-annie-lennox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-4541501296531232834</id><published>2011-07-24T02:46:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T13:25:31.463+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Al Green'/><title type='text'>Al Green - How Can You Mend a Broken Heart</title><content type='html'>This song is a prime example of a track being taken from it's original writers and given a totally different treatment, transforming it to brilliance. Al Green took a Bee Gees song and made it his own. It is also one of my all time favourite songs.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/UgAFcvIw8J4?rel=0" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-4541501296531232834?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/4541501296531232834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2011/07/al-green-how-can-you-mend-broken-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/4541501296531232834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/4541501296531232834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2011/07/al-green-how-can-you-mend-broken-heart.html' title='Al Green - How Can You Mend a Broken Heart'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/UgAFcvIw8J4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-587979982406005165</id><published>2011-06-06T14:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T14:00:15.603+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foreigner'/><title type='text'>Urgent - Foreigner</title><content type='html'>I love those moments when you have the radio on and a gem of a song is played that you have hidden in the recess of your brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really interested me is that the lead singer of Foreigner, Lou Gramm has had a break from the role in the 90's and recently the role has been taken over by singer Kelly Hansen for the live tours. After Lou Gramm had surgery to remove a brain tumour he suffered in his vocal abilites. Even though he is still singing for his solo career, the quality of his voice has changed quite dramatically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching a clip of Kelly Hansen live I am really impressed. Apparently the band chose Kelly due to the fact that his vocal ability was similar to Lou's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will let you be the judge as to whether he pulls it off or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First clip - Urgent with Lou Gramm live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8OFJYMo4Pr0?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8OFJYMo4Pr0?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="349" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clip two - Urgent with Kelly Hansen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="272"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pYZ-Zn0G8Mc?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pYZ-Zn0G8Mc?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="272" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-587979982406005165?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/587979982406005165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2011/06/urgent-foreigner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/587979982406005165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/587979982406005165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2011/06/urgent-foreigner.html' title='Urgent - Foreigner'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-3705488615648417289</id><published>2011-02-22T09:06:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T13:50:50.228+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elton John'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Bowie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grace Jones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lady Gaga'/><title type='text'>All we hear is Lady Gaga Lady Goo Goo</title><content type='html'>Lady Gaga appeared&amp;nbsp;at the Grammy awards red carpet in an egg...yawn. What &lt;em&gt;would&lt;/em&gt; have been good is if someone cracked open the egg and scrambled the fucker. It was cool when Mork turned up at Mindy's house in an egg but this was just so contrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Bowie was in full flight donning his various personalities I thought "Bowie is an artist. Even though it is Ziggy Stardust it is still an incarnation of Bowie (probably on a shit load of drugs)". When Elton John played Dodger stadium in a Donald Duck outfit I thought "There is an&amp;nbsp;example&amp;nbsp;of a sexually confused man who is an artist trying to express himself in the mad world he is in&amp;nbsp;(probably on a shit load of drugs)." When Grace Jones lit up the stage I thought "There is one whack-a-doodle chick who is a scary mutha."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like Gaga has a little playbook at home of Bowie, Elton and Grace (among others) that she studies consistently to create her image. It just doesn't feel organic to me. It appears very &lt;em&gt;studied&lt;/em&gt; and applied. She says in interviews that she was always a freak and dressed this way but I have seen her pictures (and videos)&amp;nbsp;when she was Stephanie&amp;nbsp;and she is just a very ordinary looking girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are truly weird (which she keeps telling the press) you don't have to &lt;em&gt;say&lt;/em&gt; it. People will &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; it. Did Michael Jackson go around saying he was weird? No. But you know that he was nuttier than a snickers bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often wonder who actually falls for this and realise that she has quite a legion of fans (or her little monsters as she calls them). Perhaps they are so young that they don't know about Bowie and think that it is original.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is a piece from this week's Popbitch which makes some very interesting points. I thoroughly concur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; Just dance &amp;lt;&amp;lt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Get off the soapbox, get on the floor &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lady Gaga's over-hyped release of her Madonna rip-off, Born This Way, seems to be backfiring. Acolytes and mainstream media may have lapped it up but many fans are complaining that it feels more like a cynical marketing tool rather than genuine piece of pop. It should never be up to the artist to anoint their own work as a gay anthem - that's for listeners to decide (and if there's one thing that The Gays should inarguably be allowed to adopt, it's their own anthems). &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The problem Gaga has created for herself is that by making gay fans feel like they've been used as a promotional weapon, everything she does is coming under scrutiny. Her S&amp;amp;M video stylings, closely linking the concept of "being gay" with being a freak, or an outcast, for example. Even her previously well-received attempt to support the repeal of "Don't Ask, Don't Tell" is being questioned, particularly her use of the line"We are not asking you to agree with or approve the moral implications of homosexuality". What moral implications? No doubt she started out with good intention- she's possibly just a victim of her own hype -but Gaga might be advised to stop focusing on politics and start focusing on pop again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-3705488615648417289?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/3705488615648417289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2011/02/all-we-hear-is-lady-gaga-lady-goo-goo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/3705488615648417289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/3705488615648417289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2011/02/all-we-hear-is-lady-gaga-lady-goo-goo.html' title='All we hear is Lady Gaga Lady Goo Goo'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-3262798209377100965</id><published>2011-02-08T13:28:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T09:46:11.848+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whitney Houston'/><title type='text'>This is how you sing the Star Spangled Banner...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9DkHs7Kuido" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Update 9/2/11 - I just did some research and Whitney was apparently lip synching this performance that she pre recorded (apparently this was done quite often with many artists so there are no stuff ups on the day). I can normally pick quite easily when people lip synch so they had me here. I still prefer it...live or not.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-3262798209377100965?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/3262798209377100965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2011/02/this-is-how-you-sing-star-spangled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/3262798209377100965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/3262798209377100965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2011/02/this-is-how-you-sing-star-spangled.html' title='This is how you sing the Star Spangled Banner...'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/9DkHs7Kuido/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-4825579142934864178</id><published>2011-02-07T16:05:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T16:05:12.389+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christina Aguilera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barbra Streisand'/><title type='text'>The Curse of the Oversinger</title><content type='html'>I just had the misfortune of watching a clip of Christina Aguilera singing the USA national anthem at the Superbowl. I didn’t watch it because I am a fan, I merely took a look because it is in the news that she sung the wrong words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all yes she should have got the words right. This isn’t the first time she has sung the anthem at a sporting event but this is one of the biggest sporting events in the world. There is really no excuse to get that wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that really annoys me is her singing. I can acknowledge that this girl can wail. She is a belter and prefers to take that approach when singing. She also is a fan of vocal “runs”. For those uninitiated vocal “runs” is where you sing notes outside of the actual melody line. This style has become particularly prevalent in the last decade or so due to singers like Mariah Carey who litter most of their vocals with “runs”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well vocal “runs” are giving me the runs quite frankly. It has simply become a measure of a vocalists worth if they can fit in as many notes possible between the actual melody. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the clip of Christina Aguilera singing the anthem made me quite mad. It was purely an exercise in self-indulgence. “Let’s show everyone on the highest rated program of the year that I can sing.” She failed. Big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I would like to know is what has happened to the vocalists who can sing the actual melody line and sing it well? I am talking about a pure voice that doesn’t feel the need for over embellishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have done some searching and I found someone. I really wanted to find someone who was edgy and kooky that you have never heard of just so I could get cool points but really who am I kidding? Edgy and kooky doesn’t naturally lend itself to a pure vocal performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am introducing someone I never thought I would admit to liking (her voice anyway) or putting on my blog. Though no longer a contempary artist she is the embodiment of someone who sings pure notes and sings them well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Barbra Streisand cops a lot of shit and you either love her or hate her. Southpark went to town on her as Mecha Streisand who was a giant Godzilla style robot who could only be defeated by Robert Smith of The Cure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has the reputation for being a diva which I don’t know if it is true or not. To me it doesn’t matter. Most artists are divas and have attitudes. That is just the nature of celebrity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched her singing about 5 different live versions of the same song (Evergreen) and can honestly say that she nails it every time. No vocal boosting. No autotune. No over singing the notes. As a person who has studied singing I can honestly say that the notes are pitch perfect. The lyrics are a bit syrupy but I would prefer to hear a syrupy song sung well than some tarted up half assed growler anytime. Sorry Christina, but it is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/kmuF3jiufww" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-4825579142934864178?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/4825579142934864178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2011/02/curse-of-oversinger_6376.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/4825579142934864178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/4825579142934864178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2011/02/curse-of-oversinger_6376.html' title='The Curse of the Oversinger'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/kmuF3jiufww/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-1324531157922478759</id><published>2010-12-23T13:22:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T13:22:45.994+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LAMB'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas with LAMB - Angel Gabriel</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BRJmuUN5stk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BRJmuUN5stk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-1324531157922478759?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/1324531157922478759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas-with-lamb-angel-gabriel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/1324531157922478759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/1324531157922478759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas-with-lamb-angel-gabriel.html' title='Merry Christmas with LAMB - Angel Gabriel'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-503741543413909586</id><published>2010-11-05T12:12:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T12:12:22.426+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Models'/><title type='text'>The Models - Out of Mind Out of Sight</title><content type='html'>It was with great sadness that I heard about the death of former frontman for&amp;nbsp;The Models James Freud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James had struggled with alcohol addiction for most of his life and wrote 2 books about his journey. Yesterday he took his own life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to find a solo track of his called "Hurricane" which came out in about 88/89 but alas I could not find a video. So I have linked to one of the Model's best tracks.."Out of Mind, Out of Sight".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P James&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L7dnvxvcGRc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L7dnvxvcGRc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-503741543413909586?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/503741543413909586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/11/models-out-of-mind-out-of-sight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/503741543413909586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/503741543413909586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/11/models-out-of-mind-out-of-sight.html' title='The Models - Out of Mind Out of Sight'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-1346519845875121281</id><published>2010-09-15T14:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T14:46:56.028+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soul II Soul'/><title type='text'>Soul II Soul, Back to Life</title><content type='html'>Today's track is by&amp;nbsp;British R&amp;amp;B band Soul II Soul. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soul II Soul had a rotating roster of musicians who played in the band. The one I was most impressed with was Nellee Hooper. I am forever impressed by Nellee Hooper as he has produced for many artists but most notibly for Bjork on the Debut album (one of my all time favourite albums). For that alone he deserves props.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This particular track charted in the top 10 in the States. The lead singer on this track Caron Wheeler was a back up singer for both Elvis Costello and Howard Jones. She has toured recently in Australia with Soul II Soul Sound System.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hZ0wUQH9vLc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hZ0wUQH9vLc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-1346519845875121281?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/1346519845875121281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/09/soul-ii-soul-back-to-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/1346519845875121281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/1346519845875121281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/09/soul-ii-soul-back-to-life.html' title='Soul II Soul, Back to Life'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-5575020555006255110</id><published>2010-09-03T16:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T16:07:27.033+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Church'/><title type='text'>Under the Milky Way - The Church</title><content type='html'>Are you old enough to remember mixed tapes? Specifically of the home made variety?&lt;br /&gt;Just like my favourite book "High Fidelity" my mixed tapes were always a well-considered undertaking. One of my favourite mixed tapes was called "Night time" because it included the type of songs that I wanted to hear driving across the Harbour Bridge at night. The songs on it had to have an atmospheric quality about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I mention all of this about my mixed tapes is that one of the songs on it was "Under the Milky Way" by The Church which is perfection itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One gripe I have with the Church is that they don't like to play this song live. I went to see them live at the Metro and they omitted their best song from their set list. I later found out (from a work colleague who was related by marriage to lead singer Steve Kilby) that they purposefully shun their popular music. This completely pisses me off because they owe the fans the chance to hear the songs they love. I don't care if they have played it until their ears bleed. To me this is a sign of an arrogant band who really need a kick up the arse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This still doesn't detract from the greatness of this track and one of my all time personal favourites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V-mQyRuHIuA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V-mQyRuHIuA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-5575020555006255110?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/5575020555006255110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/09/under-milky-way-church.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/5575020555006255110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/5575020555006255110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/09/under-milky-way-church.html' title='Under the Milky Way - The Church'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-843673243390017022</id><published>2010-08-27T14:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T14:19:20.658+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cyndi Lauper'/><title type='text'>7 Days of Prince Songs, Day 7 When You Were Mine, Cyndi Lauper</title><content type='html'>I really love the cover version of this Prince song. Mainly because Cyndi decided to keep the lyrics as is rather than change genders. So it appears that her boyfriend has a penchant for other men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down the track I am going to do a post dedicated to Cyndi Lauper because I think that she is a talent that is often overlooked due to her "kookiness". She really is quite an amazing singer as illustrated in this track from her first album "She's so Unusual".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/26JbYtyLbYQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/26JbYtyLbYQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-843673243390017022?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/843673243390017022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/08/7-days-of-prince-songs-day-7-when-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/843673243390017022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/843673243390017022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/08/7-days-of-prince-songs-day-7-when-you.html' title='7 Days of Prince Songs, Day 7 When You Were Mine, Cyndi Lauper'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-5849082152211756672</id><published>2010-08-26T11:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T11:21:24.011+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sheila E'/><title type='text'>7 Days of Prince Songs - Day 6, Glamorous Life, Sheila E</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qnaOTu-ZrVA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qnaOTu-ZrVA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-5849082152211756672?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/5849082152211756672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/08/7-days-of-prince-songs-day-6-glamorous.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/5849082152211756672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/5849082152211756672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/08/7-days-of-prince-songs-day-6-glamorous.html' title='7 Days of Prince Songs - Day 6, Glamorous Life, Sheila E'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-1732721765257494750</id><published>2010-08-25T14:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T14:42:14.155+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martika'/><title type='text'>7 Days of Prince Songs - Day 5, Love Thy Will Be Done, Martika</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TpOW4LLRRTA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TpOW4LLRRTA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-1732721765257494750?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/1732721765257494750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/08/7-days-of-prince-songs-day-5-love-thy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/1732721765257494750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/1732721765257494750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/08/7-days-of-prince-songs-day-5-love-thy.html' title='7 Days of Prince Songs - Day 5, Love Thy Will Be Done, Martika'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-5039236372017258801</id><published>2010-08-24T10:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T10:57:23.636+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vanity 6'/><title type='text'>7 Days of Prince Songs - Day 4, Nasty Girl - Vanity 6</title><content type='html'>Vanity 6 is another group formed by Prince. He specifically wanted the girls in the band to perform in lingerie and sing sexually charged songs. Of course Prince was boning the lead singer at the time. Vanity was supposed to appear in the movie Purple Rain but dropped out of the project and was replaced by Apollonia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is known for being in the movie Beverly Hills Cop where Axel Foley gets tailed to a strip club. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/81AZ-h7gdNA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/81AZ-h7gdNA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-5039236372017258801?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/5039236372017258801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/08/7-days-of-prince-songs-day-4-nasty-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/5039236372017258801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/5039236372017258801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/08/7-days-of-prince-songs-day-4-nasty-girl.html' title='7 Days of Prince Songs - Day 4, Nasty Girl - Vanity 6'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-5158550521748183862</id><published>2010-08-23T13:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T13:10:04.838+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chaka Khan'/><title type='text'>7 Days of Prince Songs - Day 3 I Feel for You, Chaka Khan</title><content type='html'>Here is a track that is probably more known for the cover version than the original (which appeared on Prince's self titled first album). Stevie Wonder also makes an appearance on harmonica. This song is so well known for the repetition of "Chaka Khan, Chaka Khan.." but it was in fact a mistake the producer decided to keep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7f1bLxBE3q8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7f1bLxBE3q8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-5158550521748183862?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/5158550521748183862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/08/7-days-of-prince-songs-day-3-i-feel-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/5158550521748183862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/5158550521748183862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/08/7-days-of-prince-songs-day-3-i-feel-for.html' title='7 Days of Prince Songs - Day 3 I Feel for You, Chaka Khan'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-7914469492135565121</id><published>2010-08-22T11:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T11:47:19.465+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bangles'/><title type='text'>7 Days of Prince Songs - Day 2 Manic Monday, The Bangles</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lAZgLcK5LzI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lAZgLcK5LzI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-7914469492135565121?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/7914469492135565121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/08/7-days-of-prince-songs-day-2-manic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/7914469492135565121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/7914469492135565121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/08/7-days-of-prince-songs-day-2-manic.html' title='7 Days of Prince Songs - Day 2 Manic Monday, The Bangles'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-7732927973812008084</id><published>2010-08-21T15:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T15:39:29.121+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Time'/><title type='text'>7 days of Prince songs - Day 1 Jungle Love the Time</title><content type='html'>After I did my piece on Prince I thought it would be good to feature 7 day's worth of songs written by Prince and performed by other artists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day One:&lt;br /&gt;The Time - Jungle Love featured in Purple Rain.&lt;br /&gt;Morris Day the lead singer from the Time is a childhood friend of Prince and the best thing in Purple Rain. Two other members of The Time - Jimmy Jam and Terry Lewis really made their name in producing music most notably for Janet Jackson's "Control" and "Rythmn Nation" albums, amongst other high profiled artists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="327" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/video/x1nua7?width=480&amp;amp;theme=none&amp;amp;foreground=%23F7FFFD&amp;amp;highlight=%23FFC300&amp;amp;background=%23171D1B&amp;amp;start=&amp;amp;animatedTitle=&amp;amp;additionalInfos=0&amp;amp;autoPlay=0&amp;amp;hideInfos=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/video/x1nua7?width=480&amp;amp;theme=none&amp;amp;foreground=%23F7FFFD&amp;amp;highlight=%23FFC300&amp;amp;background=%23171D1B&amp;amp;start=&amp;amp;animatedTitle=&amp;amp;additionalInfos=0&amp;amp;autoPlay=0&amp;amp;hideInfos=0" width="480" height="327" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1nua7_the-time-jungle-love-morris-day_music"&gt;The Time - Jungle Love (morris Day)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prince gave Kevin Smith permission to use Jungle Love in the film "Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back." I had to link the clip where they mention the Time because it is hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TaoJZ0wADIQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TaoJZ0wADIQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-7732927973812008084?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/7732927973812008084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/08/7-days-of-prince-songs-day-1-jungle_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/7732927973812008084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/7732927973812008084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/08/7-days-of-prince-songs-day-1-jungle_21.html' title='7 days of Prince songs - Day 1 Jungle Love the Time'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-7797812021509971656</id><published>2010-08-21T15:34:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T15:59:31.279+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prince'/><title type='text'>Prince - Darling Nikki</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG9k_3MHsdI/AAAAAAAAAQo/op-Q7QJobuk/s1600/prince-purplerain.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG9k_3MHsdI/AAAAAAAAAQo/op-Q7QJobuk/s320/prince-purplerain.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have been trying to get this video online for some time now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is that Prince is very controlling with his music and who he allows to use it. Mostly Prince videos are uploaded to You Tube only to be removed shortly after. An interesting story relating to this is that Prince performed Radiohead's "Creep" live and the clip was posted on You Tube. Prince quickly got wind of it and had it removed. Radiohead stepped in and said "it's our song, let people hear it".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while I can, I am putting up my favourite Prince song from "Purple Rain" called "Darling Nikki".Something that I didn't know about this song is that near the end of the song, the music stops. There is singing, but played in reverse. The vocals, unreversed, are Prince singing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hello, how are you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm fine 'cause I know that the Lord is coming soon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Coming, coming soon."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prince is obviously an amazing talent with an astonishing catalogue of music (with vaults full of unreleased material). A lot of interviewers tend to focus on the fact that he is "eccentric" and often overlook his contribution to music. There is no denying that Prince is eccentric but I think I like him even more knowing that he isn't just like Joe Bloggs down the road. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admire Prince's chutzpah in sticking it to the record companies. Once again people thought he was a nutter because he changed his name to a Love Symbol (or the artist formally known as Prince). The reason he did this was because Warner Bros records trademarked the name Prince, even though it is his actual name (born Prince Rogers Nelson). Prince now owns the trademark to his name along with the Love Symbol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever want to get a bit of an insight into Prince and his world I suggest you go to You Tube and listen to cult director Kevin Smith talk about his experiences working for Prince. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gy_cLJ19HMg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gy_cLJ19HMg&lt;/a&gt; &amp;nbsp;it is in 4 parts but damn it is funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some random bits of trivia you may not have known about Prince:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;He dated Madonna early on in her career. He asked her to be his "girl" but she wasn't interested.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He was asked to participate in "We are the World" and never showed up. He later provided a song for the album release.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is now a devout Jehovah's Witness and does not swear.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;His entire Paisley Park estate is "wired for sound" meaning that there are recording devices everywhere so Prince can record music anywhere he wants.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He was in talks with Quincy Jones and Michael Jackson to appear on the album "Bad" in a duet with Michael Jackson. He declined. During this time he sent Michael Jackson a wooden box with feathers inside. Michael Jackson thought he was putting a voodoo spell on him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prince has been married twice. His son Boy Gregory died a week after birth from Pfeiffer Syndrome.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is a vegan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He has been quoted as saying "All computers and digital gadgets are no good. They just fill your head with numbers and they are not good for you"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;object height="264" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3XmxijQfMow?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3XmxijQfMow?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-7797812021509971656?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/7797812021509971656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/08/prince-darling-nikki_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/7797812021509971656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/7797812021509971656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/08/prince-darling-nikki_21.html' title='Prince - Darling Nikki'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG9k_3MHsdI/AAAAAAAAAQo/op-Q7QJobuk/s72-c/prince-purplerain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-5287620819846458588</id><published>2010-08-13T17:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T17:08:12.619+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Four Tops'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Temptations'/><title type='text'>The Four Tops and the Mighty Temptations</title><content type='html'>I have just been watching this clip from the Motown 25 Celebration - Yesterday, Today &amp;amp; Forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a awesome piece of showmanship which battles the Four Tops and the Temptations&amp;nbsp;on the same stage with a medley/mash up of their greatest hits. If anyone watches this clip and &lt;em&gt;doesn't&lt;/em&gt; know a track I will be mightily disappointed and sentence them to hard time with both of their back catalogues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is pure brilliance. They &lt;em&gt;killed&lt;/em&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_GPw8Q5WBxQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_GPw8Q5WBxQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-5287620819846458588?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/5287620819846458588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/08/four-tops-and-mighty-temptations.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/5287620819846458588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/5287620819846458588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/08/four-tops-and-mighty-temptations.html' title='The Four Tops and the Mighty Temptations'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-2881955444148875500</id><published>2010-07-25T14:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T14:35:12.188+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Popsluts'/><title type='text'>Popsluts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TEu7ykNoKuI/AAAAAAAAAPA/FSzEgXfeTy8/s1600/miley-cyrus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TEu7ykNoKuI/AAAAAAAAAPA/FSzEgXfeTy8/s320/miley-cyrus.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I want you to try an experiment the next time you have a music video channel on. Press the mute button and just watch what is on the centre of the screen. What you will usually see for the majority of the time are half naked girls. Whether it is the latest rapper surrounded with them or the star herself parading around in next to nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn’t a new thing. Madonna who pioneered the pop slut look has been doing it for quite a while now. Of course when Madonna started doing this she was pretty much the only one and copped a lot of flak for it. What the industry learnt from Madonna is that sex and controversy sells. Madonna however actually had catchy songs and talent to go along with her sexual image. It seems that today all that is required is a sexual image -don’t worry about talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good example is Mariah Carey. Whether you like her or not, the gods definitely blessed her with golden vocal chords. She starts off her career fresh faced with a lot of talent. She is marketed in a sexy but not overtly sexual way as shown on her first album cover. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TEu6TUXglCI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/xMykUy34Zzc/s1600/vision.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TEu6TUXglCI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/xMykUy34Zzc/s320/vision.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Fast forward a number of years and she has abandoned singing for some pop track that barely requires any singing (“Like that y’all”). Her new image is ultra-sexy with next to nothing clothing. It had me wondering why someone with that amount of vocal ability needed to resort to the tactics employed by girls like the Pussycat Dolls (who let’s face it are pretty and can dance but that’s about it).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TEu6lUwrbNI/AAAAAAAAAOY/sk529Bi5QX0/s1600/mariah_carey.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TEu6lUwrbNI/AAAAAAAAAOY/sk529Bi5QX0/s320/mariah_carey.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mariah after her reinvention&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Take Christina Aguilera as another example. She irritates that crap out of me, but I can acknowledge that she has a phenomenal voice (when she stops all that vocal acrobatics crap that she carries on with). I just watched an interview where Christina talks about her latest video clip for “Not Myself Tonight” as “empowering to women”. For those who haven’t seen the clip here is a summary:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christina is in PVC black bikini and rubs up against men and kisses women&lt;br /&gt;Christina is tied up on a chair with a diamond ball gag in her mouth&lt;br /&gt;Christina advertises a mobile phone&lt;br /&gt;Christina rips off Madonna’s Express Yourself video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t how the writhing around, scantily clad, sexually explicit video is “empowering to women”. It seems to me that this is just an excuse to get your kit off in a clip and get away with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TEu67u-uPoI/AAAAAAAAAOg/3YkieV51xNg/s1600/christina-aguilera1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TEu67u-uPoI/AAAAAAAAAOg/3YkieV51xNg/s320/christina-aguilera1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Rhianna has a song called “Rude Boy” here is a sample of the lyrics:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Come here rude boy boy can you get it up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come here rude boy boy is you big enough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like the way you touch me there &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like the way you pull my hair &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Babe, if I don't feel it I ain't faking, no, no &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like when you tell me 'kiss you there' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like when you tell me 'move it there' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So giddy-up; time to get it up: you say you a rude boy: show me what you got now &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come here right now &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take it, take it, baby, baby, take it, take it, love me, love me"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling that when Rhianna sings "Get it up" that she isn't talking about his drooping spirit.&lt;br /&gt;Rhianna has also joined the ranks of all the other celebrity faux lesbians with her latest track “Ti amo” and her simulated masturbation onstage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TEu7UPmjS4I/AAAAAAAAAOo/huRlp5eQNck/s1600/rihanna_naked_pictures.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TEu7UPmjS4I/AAAAAAAAAOo/huRlp5eQNck/s320/rihanna_naked_pictures.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Let’s not forget in all of this Lady Gaga and her perpetual lack of clothing. Beyonce who appears in the track “Video Phone” in a black and white bikini while the track has groans of orgasmic delight in the background. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TEu7k_IYhbI/AAAAAAAAAOw/xi9EMu_2zoo/s1600/lady-gaga-naked.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TEu7k_IYhbI/AAAAAAAAAOw/xi9EMu_2zoo/s320/lady-gaga-naked.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TEu7q5H3EwI/AAAAAAAAAO4/x7E_YagDV8c/s1600/beyonce-knowles2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TEu7q5H3EwI/AAAAAAAAAO4/x7E_YagDV8c/s320/beyonce-knowles2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I mention this is not to make a list of sexually explicit female pop stars but rather to examine what has happened to exhibiting pure talent without the need to make it sexual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t imagine watching Fleetwood Mac on stage and then during the song “Rhiannon”, Stevie Nicks rips off her flowing dress to reveal a tiny bikini while she rubs herself up against a male dancer. The point is that Stevie Nicks didn’t have to make herself overtly sexual because she could write great songs and sing her lungs out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TEu9FlUiztI/AAAAAAAAAPI/fFSoZiNFADs/s1600/stevie+nicks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TEu9FlUiztI/AAAAAAAAAPI/fFSoZiNFADs/s320/stevie+nicks.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what has happened to the female pop star that is NOT sexual? I think that she is a rarity. The only one that I can think of currently is Taylor Swift. It’s interesting to note that Taylor Swift had the highest selling album for the last year. This is a very good example that the sexual component is not required, or maybe the public is just getting sick of female popstars using their sexuality to sell more albums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually long for the day when female popstars do not need to resort to the&amp;nbsp;Popsluts route for their career and just rely on song writing, star presence and innate talent. I imagine that I shall be waiting for a very long time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-2881955444148875500?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/2881955444148875500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/07/popsluts.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/2881955444148875500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/2881955444148875500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/07/popsluts.html' title='Popsluts'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TEu7ykNoKuI/AAAAAAAAAPA/FSzEgXfeTy8/s72-c/miley-cyrus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-4730681102953777089</id><published>2010-07-08T16:43:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T15:44:49.463+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adam Lambert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pink'/><title type='text'>Whattya want from me?</title><content type='html'>I have to be honest and say that I don't like American Idol..nor Australian Idol or Armenian Idol. I think for the most part that they flame mediocrity and a quick ride up the success ladder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly Clarkson is still kicking around with her tuckshop lady arms and really ordinary drivel she sings.I only make an exception for Adam Lambert and mainly because this is a guy with one hell of a voice and quite a bit of stage presence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have watched a few interviews with him and he seems pretty grounded so I hope he doesn't disappear into the void of the usual Hollywood vacuum of drugs and alcohol.This song was co written by pop song writing powerhouse Max Martin, Pink and Shellback. Pink has actually sung this song during her tours so I thought I would link both Adam and Pink's version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="264" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BovthPByLTo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BovthPByLTo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wh7RnkEinyg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wh7RnkEinyg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-4730681102953777089?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/4730681102953777089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/07/whattya-want-from-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/4730681102953777089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/4730681102953777089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/07/whattya-want-from-me.html' title='Whattya want from me?'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-8243674817368240487</id><published>2010-05-29T21:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T21:53:50.654+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Transvision Vamp'/><title type='text'>Transvision Vamp - Revolution Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TAEAPP2sucI/AAAAAAAAAOI/cNIsvAWG9MQ/s1600/Transvision%2BVamp%2Bwendy%2Bjames.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TAEAPP2sucI/AAAAAAAAAOI/cNIsvAWG9MQ/s320/Transvision%2BVamp%2Bwendy%2Bjames.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tonight Music Max have already played two Transvision Vamp songs..I want your love and Baby I don't care (a song which is basically a rip off of Wild Thing IMO). It takes me back to 1989 at the Horden Pavillion where I saw them live with the Hummingbirds as the support act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wendy James the lead singer is still kicking around but she looks like a washed up porn star now...oh well I can remember the good ol days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite Transvision Vamp song has always been Revolution Baby so here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yQIAF6GzBDk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yQIAF6GzBDk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-8243674817368240487?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/8243674817368240487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/05/transvision-vamp-revolution-baby.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/8243674817368240487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/8243674817368240487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/05/transvision-vamp-revolution-baby.html' title='Transvision Vamp - Revolution Baby'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TAEAPP2sucI/AAAAAAAAAOI/cNIsvAWG9MQ/s72-c/Transvision%2BVamp%2Bwendy%2Bjames.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-7421990478885015964</id><published>2010-05-13T11:31:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T19:47:00.035+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adam ant'/><title type='text'>Some words of wisdom from Adam Ant</title><content type='html'>There is a brilliant interview with Adam Ant on The Quietus site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some choice quotes from Mr Ant:&lt;br /&gt;"I just don't like fucking Mr Bono. (Does an Irish accent) 'Every time I click my fingers, an African dies.' Well, stop clicking your fucking fingers, then!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Marc Bolan was lovely. Bryan Ferry was lovely. Michael Jackson was lovely. Liza Minelli was lovely. I'm dropping these names because I fucking met these people and they taught me something: Be nice. People that are really brilliant are really nice, people that ain't got a lot of mouth. So here you go Liam (&lt;em&gt;Gallagher from Oasis&lt;/em&gt;), you cunt. I'd like to have a fight with him whichever way he wants: physically, mentally I'd beat him in anyway shape or form, I know that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is you want to read the whole article is it here &lt;a href="http://thequietus.com/articles/04165-adam-ant-interview-oasis-lady-gaga-madonna-punk"&gt;http://thequietus.com/articles/04165-adam-ant-interview-oasis-lady-gaga-madonna-punk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-7421990478885015964?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/7421990478885015964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/05/some-words-of-wisdom-from-adam-ant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/7421990478885015964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/7421990478885015964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/05/some-words-of-wisdom-from-adam-ant.html' title='Some words of wisdom from Adam Ant'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-6516287608807623771</id><published>2010-04-30T11:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T11:15:02.500+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beautiful World'/><title type='text'>Beautiful World- Devo</title><content type='html'>Today is quite special for me because I cease being a corporate slave. I smell a certain sense of freedom and excitment which corporate life had slowly erroded out of me in previous years. In honour of this occasion I have chosen a perfect song for the day and my new found wonderment with the world. As Devo says "It's a beautiful world we live in. It's nice to be alive."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="359" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/video/x1bply"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/video/x1bply" width="480" height="359" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1bply_devo-beautiful-world_music"&gt;Devo-Beautiful World&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/adiis"&gt;adiis&lt;/a&gt;. - &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/en/channel/music"&gt;Music videos, artist interviews, concerts and more.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-6516287608807623771?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/6516287608807623771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/04/beautiful-world-devo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/6516287608807623771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/6516287608807623771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/04/beautiful-world-devo.html' title='Beautiful World- Devo'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-8972603266554421672</id><published>2010-04-26T00:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T00:22:56.877+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spandau ballet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tears for fears'/><title type='text'>Tears for Fears ~ Spandau Ballet</title><content type='html'>A few months ago I was away in Fiji for work when my partner sent me a text asking if I wanted to see Spandau Ballet and Tear for Fears live. I must say that I was a bit hesitant mainly because it is a bit depressing seeing bands 25 years on after they have eaten one too many burger kings and drunk too many pints of beer. Even though I love The Cure I felt that way seeing Robert Smith live a few years back. He looked like a big fat goth teddy bear and not in the "Why can't I be you?" type of teddy bear kinda way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Friday night we trotted off to the entertainment centre. The audience was mainly 10 years older than me so for once I felt (relatively) young. Tears for Fears started with "Mad World" and ended with "Shout". The set was pretty bare. There were musicians and the music.. and the music was great. The same came be said for Spandau Ballet. Spandau kicked off with my favourite track, "To cut a long story short" and ended with "Gold".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seeing a number of acts in the last few years&amp;nbsp;I was starting to get a bit depressed about live shows. Sure they may dance alot, have 50 wardrobe changes, pyrotechnics and fireworks with a video montage but if a band can't play and their lead singer can't sing then&amp;nbsp;I switch off...completely. As much as people rubbish the 80's and the bands of this era, this was a prime example that they CAN play live and sing the roof off the house. I was in complete and utter 80's geekness and I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The standout for me was the vocals of Roland Orzabal (Tears) and Tony Hadley (Spandau). Sure these guys have aged 25 years and put on a couple of pounds but they put on a great show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are my favourite tracks from Tears and Spandau. "Head over Heel"s and "To cut a long story short".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EMBbJ_l0Tb4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EMBbJ_l0Tb4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XiJmpK0ZAsE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XiJmpK0ZAsE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-8972603266554421672?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/8972603266554421672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/04/tears-for-fears-spandau-ballet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/8972603266554421672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/8972603266554421672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/04/tears-for-fears-spandau-ballet.html' title='Tears for Fears ~ Spandau Ballet'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-1446205005061168222</id><published>2010-03-26T10:27:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T15:47:59.269+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autotune'/><title type='text'>Death to Autotune</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/S6vogOvq9eI/AAAAAAAAAOA/-f-ym4FQDxw/s1600/skullbones.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/S6vogOvq9eI/AAAAAAAAAOA/-f-ym4FQDxw/s200/skullbones.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Auotune has become a scourge for the music of this generation. It is everywhere...and I mean everywhere. As a bit of an experiment recently I listened to a top 30 countdown on the radio and I can safely say that 70% used autotune and that was only the very noticeable effects it is used for. Who knows what other rubbish singers are using it because they have no talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you don't know what autotune is this is from Wikipedia &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Auto-Tune uses a phase vocoder to correct pitch in vocal and instrumental performances. It is used to disguise off-key inaccuracies and mistakes, and has allowed singers to perform perfectly tuned vocal tracks without the need of singing in tune. While its main purpose is to slightly bend sung pitches to the nearest true semitone (to the exact pitch of the nearest tone in traditional equal temperament), Auto-Tune can be used as an effect to distort the human voice when pitch is raised or lowered significantly."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also this pretty cool video featuring Weird Al which explains autotune. I found it fascinating that it was actually designed to use sound waves to find oil reserves in the ocean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't imagine the sound of autotune think of Cher's song "Believe". You know the one.."&lt;em&gt;Do you beli...iiiieve in life after love.." &lt;/em&gt;This was the first time autotune was used in commercial music that was a hit. The producers wanted to keep this sound tweaking effect a secret so for years they just claimed that it was a vocoder and talkbox that made the effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="264" width="424"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fYzv-AVi78E?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fYzv-AVi78E?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="424" height="264"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not totally against autotune. Used sparingly it can be quite effective however it seems that it is being used as a masking device for really crap singers. Think Ke$ha Tik Tok (btw anyone who makes me hold down the shift key in the middle of their name is just naff). I have heard Ke$ha sing "live". She is autotuned to within an inch of her life. When she wasn't being autotuned I just wished she would shut up or just turn the autotune back on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From idio mag &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seattle- based indie rockers, Death Cab for Cutie took up a cause at the 51st annual Grammy awards this year, by sporting light blue ribbons on their jackets to protest the use of Auto-Tune. Auto-Tune is a software program that digitally corrects the pitch of a singer's voice, and according to Death Cab frontman Ben Gibbard, it's been over used. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I think over the last 10 years, we've seen a lot of good musicians being affected by this newfound digital manipulation of the human voice, and we feel enough is enough."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course the title of my post was inspired by Jay Z who has the song "Death of Autotune". Jay Z has been quoted as saying &lt;em&gt;"I just think in hip-hop, when a trend becomes a gimmick, it's time to move on. I saw a Wendy's commercial and they're using Auto-Tune. They're joking on it. It's like, OK, enough of that ... It was a trend, it was cool in the beginning. Some people made great music with it, now it's time to move on." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;So next time you have the radio on take notice of how many tracks are autotuned. Otherwise if you have an iphone you can download a T-pain app which allows you to autotune your own voice. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Below is a clip from South Park about Kayne West. Not only was this a piss take about Kanye as his douchey self but also the over use of autotune. I also just wanted to post it here because it is hella funny. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6GzOoyOOfqM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6GzOoyOOfqM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-1446205005061168222?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/1446205005061168222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/03/death-to-autotune.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/1446205005061168222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/1446205005061168222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/03/death-to-autotune.html' title='Death to Autotune'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/S6vogOvq9eI/AAAAAAAAAOA/-f-ym4FQDxw/s72-c/skullbones.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-1155176255844390273</id><published>2010-03-17T11:56:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T11:56:57.265+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God is a bullet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Concrete Blonde'/><title type='text'>God is a Bullet - Concrete Blonde</title><content type='html'>Todays track is from the 1989 Concrete Blonde album Free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember this track from an episode of 21 Jump Street...ah those were the days. Pre pirate Johhny Depp goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy God is a bullet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7B4xUf05uhk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7B4xUf05uhk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-1155176255844390273?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/1155176255844390273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/03/god-is-bullet-concrete-blonde.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/1155176255844390273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/1155176255844390273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/03/god-is-bullet-concrete-blonde.html' title='God is a Bullet - Concrete Blonde'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-5820506183604741011</id><published>2010-03-13T21:27:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T21:29:16.238+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreamin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cliff Richard'/><title type='text'>SIR CLIFF!!!</title><content type='html'>I have one thing in common with Rik from The Young Ones (for those of us young enough to remember the show The Young Ones) - I love Cliff Richard. No he is not incredibly trendy to admit to like but I never care much about that. What I do care about is a really well crafted pop song. Even though someone like Britney is rubbish I can acknowledge that she has a team of great writers and producers behind her which create some damn catchy pop tracks. Not that Sir Cliff is in any way like Britney - far from it. HE doesn't show his exposed crotch coming out of cars...hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This track is a perfectly crafted pop track which I fondly recall from my sisters compilation album 1980 In The Summer. So take a listen to Dreamin. Also below I couldn't resist but put Rik's (The People's Poet) poem about Cliff Richard at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IgZuZIlp3m0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IgZuZIlp3m0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh, Cliff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes it must be difficult not to feel as if&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You really are a Cliff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When fascists keep trying to push you over it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are they the lemmings?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or are you Cliff?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or are you, Cliff?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: white;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-5820506183604741011?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/5820506183604741011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/03/sir-cliff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/5820506183604741011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/5820506183604741011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/03/sir-cliff.html' title='SIR CLIFF!!!'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-7577829124010215701</id><published>2010-03-01T14:54:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T14:54:30.003+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beyonce'/><title type='text'>Letter to Beyonce</title><content type='html'>Dear Beyonce,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please fuck off for at least 3-4 years. During this time you may be able to learn how to write your own songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://perezhilton.com/2010-02-26-beyowulf-accused-of-taking-credit-for-tracks-she-didnt-writeagain#respond"&gt;http://perezhilton.com/2010-02-26-beyowulf-accused-of-taking-credit-for-tracks-she-didnt-writeagain#respond&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-7577829124010215701?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/7577829124010215701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/03/letter-to-beyonce.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/7577829124010215701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/7577829124010215701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/03/letter-to-beyonce.html' title='Letter to Beyonce'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-4210038431307104066</id><published>2010-02-24T11:20:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T15:50:47.260+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Korgis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everybody&apos;s gotta learn sometimes'/><title type='text'>Same song different artist - Everybody's gotta learn sometimes</title><content type='html'>I have a soft spot for the Korgis "Everybody's gotta learn sometimes." So it may seem surprsing that I like just as equally the newer version by Beck which appeared on the "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" soundtrack. I thought that Beck's version was perfect for the movie. Filled with despair and haunting which was quite fitting considering it is essentailly a movie about people who can't help but fall in love time and again - even if they are wrong for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c1a-wIRE9n0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c1a-wIRE9n0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="263" width="424"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WIVh8Mu1a4Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WIVh8Mu1a4Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="424" height="263"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-4210038431307104066?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/4210038431307104066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/02/same-song-different-artist-everybodys.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/4210038431307104066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/4210038431307104066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/02/same-song-different-artist-everybodys.html' title='Same song different artist - Everybody&apos;s gotta learn sometimes'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-7523934640465462381</id><published>2010-02-22T12:02:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T12:02:23.318+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sneaker Pimps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6 Underground'/><title type='text'>Sneaker Pimps, 6 Underground</title><content type='html'>Remedy for a severe case of Mondayitis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take 2 shiny headphones and insert into ears.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Select 6 Underground&amp;nbsp;by&amp;nbsp;British trip hop band Sneaker Pimps&amp;nbsp;on your Mp3 player.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Press play and wait for the desired effect. You may need to repeat this over a period of approximately 3 hours.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Contraindications&lt;/strong&gt;: if you are a lover of Garth Brooks, Bonnie Raitt or Celine Dion then you are predisposed to craptacular music taste. You will therefore be unable to appreciate the Sneaker Pimps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OJSYzBqA9RA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OJSYzBqA9RA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-7523934640465462381?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/7523934640465462381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/02/sneaker-pimps-6-underground.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/7523934640465462381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/7523934640465462381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/02/sneaker-pimps-6-underground.html' title='Sneaker Pimps, 6 Underground'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-5389579660587589769</id><published>2010-02-04T12:20:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T16:06:28.243+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teardrops'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Massive Attack'/><title type='text'>Massive Attack - Teardrops</title><content type='html'>I really love this song but if one more TV show (or TV show promo) uses it for crappy commercial purposes I am going to go postal. It is times like these that I must relocate my point of reference back to the song itself before it was bastardised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I proudly present my reignited love for "Teardrops" by Massive Attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yftOy8kz7aE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yftOy8kz7aE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-5389579660587589769?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/5389579660587589769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/02/massive-attack-teardrops.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/5389579660587589769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/5389579660587589769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/02/massive-attack-teardrops.html' title='Massive Attack - Teardrops'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-3735599477892882272</id><published>2010-02-02T16:06:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T16:06:43.155+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Most Girls'/><title type='text'>Pink -Most Girls</title><content type='html'>The recent Grammy awards was probably the best awards show&amp;nbsp;I have seen in quite some time. Showmanship is back in fashion and I am loving it. Notable mention (grudgingly) goes to Lady Gaga for hooking up with Sir Elton for a very fine performance/mash up of Speechless and Your Song. It was also good to see MJ's kids accept an award on his behalf. God love them, they are 12 and 11 respectively in front of millions of people worlwide. They have good reason to be a little nervous but I think Prince did an awesome job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady that blew my mind was Pink who once again sung attached to a trapeze style contraption and proceeded to sing live upside down and spinning!!! Her body is absolutely ripped and she sure can belt out a tune. I think the little poppettes like Britney need to take a long look at someone like Pink and&amp;nbsp;start to actually work for their performance money. Pink sure does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of live performances I think I was only Australian that didn't see Pink live. She did like about 3 million shows across the country. Seriously... 3 million..she was &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; busy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I have linked my favourite Pink song 'Most Girls", which I think was one of her very first single releases. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mMTB1BO1T9Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mMTB1BO1T9Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-3735599477892882272?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/3735599477892882272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/02/pink-most-girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/3735599477892882272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/3735599477892882272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/02/pink-most-girls.html' title='Pink -Most Girls'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-8111475706748090218</id><published>2010-02-01T17:26:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T17:26:25.836+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mike and the mechanics'/><title type='text'>The Living Years</title><content type='html'>This song is one of my Mum's favourites so I am dedicating this to her today during a great time of trial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To my Mum, I love you so much. You are the kindest most loving person I have ever known. You shouldn't have to deal with the evil people of this world but you do with such grace. Mum stay strong. I love you xxx&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uGDA0Hecw1k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uGDA0Hecw1k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-8111475706748090218?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/8111475706748090218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/02/living-years.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/8111475706748090218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/8111475706748090218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/02/living-years.html' title='The Living Years'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-7117946192827050687</id><published>2010-01-19T10:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T10:30:13.444+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rocklobster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B52&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Rocklobster - B52's</title><content type='html'>I am well and truly back from holidays and now trying to fight the doldrums associated with the return to work. What I usually do to remedy this is get out the mp3 and crank it in the car on random and see what shiny pop treats I will be delighted with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently inherited an Ipod that belonged to my nephew and trawled through his remaining playlists. I must say that on the whole I was mightily impressed with his selections especially for a 15 year old boy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning I cranked out some Rocklobster from the Ipod and went mental doing a car boogie driving along the M2. It totally restored my drooping spirit. I thoroughly recommend it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tDZy6-fMCw4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tDZy6-fMCw4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-7117946192827050687?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/7117946192827050687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/01/rocklobster-b52s.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/7117946192827050687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/7117946192827050687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2010/01/rocklobster-b52s.html' title='Rocklobster - B52&apos;s'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-8361080291434309715</id><published>2009-12-20T14:02:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T14:02:42.648+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cameo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Word Up'/><title type='text'>Word Up - Cameo/Korn</title><content type='html'>I'm off on holidays tomorrow for a well deserved break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I will leave you with a same song different artist comparison from Cameo and Korn. I will say one thing about Cameo's clip. It takes a lot of chutzpah for a man to pull off a bright red codpiece!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To all of the people in the blogosphere, have a happy Chrissie and I will see you all soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u_7Kp_TapA4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u_7Kp_TapA4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1q-k-uN73Gk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1q-k-uN73Gk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-8361080291434309715?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/8361080291434309715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/12/word-up-cameokorn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/8361080291434309715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/8361080291434309715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/12/word-up-cameokorn.html' title='Word Up - Cameo/Korn'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-6567815106828364327</id><published>2009-12-17T13:18:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T18:21:12.329+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What else is there'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Röyksopp'/><title type='text'>Röyksopp - What Else is There</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Only a few days ago I was thinking about my favourite songs from the last five years and I can tell you the list was on the thin side. Not so much that I don't enjoy the music that is currently out there. More that they have to stand the test of time and a million plays on my mp3 before I give them props.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today's track is an absolute stand out and in my opinion one of the best tracks in a long time. Röyksopp are a Norwegian electro band borrowing &lt;a href="http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/search/label/The%20Knife"&gt;The Knife's&lt;/a&gt; lead singer Karin Andersson for the lead vocals. Karin Andersson only makes a brief cameo in the clip. The rest of the time it is model Marianne Schröder. This track is haunting and atmospheric which is complimented by an equally intriguing video clip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="278" width="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KLpkXtM-VI8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KLpkXtM-VI8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="450" height="278"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-6567815106828364327?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/6567815106828364327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/12/royksopp-what-else-is-there.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/6567815106828364327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/6567815106828364327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/12/royksopp-what-else-is-there.html' title='Röyksopp - What Else is There'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-669070771755874367</id><published>2009-12-14T11:04:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T11:04:28.243+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Timelords'/><title type='text'>Doctorin' The Tardis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's a funny ol Monday morning. Even though I have a tonne of work to get through before the end of the week I and am a snow sled's ride away from holidays (yes it is Australia &amp;amp; a surfboard would have been more appropriate but dammit I am dreaming of a white Christmas!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what could be better for a strange Monday to kick off with an equally strange Gary Glitter inspired mash up about Dr Who? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Speaking of the Doctor, my boy is a huge fan in all of his sci fi geekery. I tried to resist the tractor beam appeal of the Doctor but finally succumbed. I think it was David Tennant that did it. Man he is good in that role. The new guy has some big shoes to fill. In the meantime I will just hope there are plenty of cameos by the Torchwood guys (especially Capt. Jack. I know he is gay but dayamm he is fine).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway I digress. The Timelords are the same guys in the KLF or Justified Ancients of MuMu (JAMS). They basically did a lot of sampling and mashed up a track which isn’t half bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So here are the Timelords with Doctorin’ the Tardis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bdTELokKfCk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bdTELokKfCk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-669070771755874367?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/669070771755874367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/12/doctorin-tardis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/669070771755874367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/669070771755874367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/12/doctorin-tardis.html' title='Doctorin&apos; The Tardis'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-3836452378602438990</id><published>2009-12-08T12:19:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T12:21:51.525+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jarvis Cocker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Help the aged'/><title type='text'>Jarvis Cocker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/Sx2okQgWoDI/AAAAAAAAAM4/KOtdHdbLAJM/s1600-h/07122009151.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/Sx2okQgWoDI/AAAAAAAAAM4/KOtdHdbLAJM/s400/07122009151.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My friend the honourable Miss Rach (on the left) and her sister Bec met Jarvis Cocker last night after his gig in Sydney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW FUCKING COOL IS THAT!!!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to get all the details so I will update once I have the full run down. Meanwhile enjoy this clip of Jarvis from the Ali G show singing "Help the Aged".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It starts around the 30second mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U5H_KkWAKM0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U5H_KkWAKM0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-3836452378602438990?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/3836452378602438990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/12/jarvis-cocker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/3836452378602438990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/3836452378602438990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/12/jarvis-cocker.html' title='Jarvis Cocker'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/Sx2okQgWoDI/AAAAAAAAAM4/KOtdHdbLAJM/s72-c/07122009151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-4565580529741243335</id><published>2009-12-03T11:15:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T15:54:35.801+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Take on me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Steve barron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a-ha'/><title type='text'>Music Videos - Steve Barron/ a-ha Take on me</title><content type='html'>During the early 80's music video was still in it's embryonic stages with the advent of MTV. Some artists cottoned on to the fact that music video was just going to get bigger while others like Joe Jackson did one video and refused any more (a decision which he admits is one of the worst in his life).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve Barron was a director during the time who came up with concepts for music videos. His videos are some of the most iconic of that era and indeed of all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was astounded when I went through the videos that Steve Barron directed. &lt;br /&gt;Here is a sample:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bryan Adams&lt;/strong&gt; - "Cuts Like a Knife", "Heaven", "Summer of '69"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joe Jackson&lt;/strong&gt; - "Steppin' Out", "Real Men"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Human League&lt;/strong&gt; - "Don't You Want Me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;/strong&gt; - "Billie Jean"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dire Straits&lt;/strong&gt; - "Money for Nothing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ZZ Top&lt;/strong&gt; - "Rough Boy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Culture Club&lt;/strong&gt; - "Do You Really Want to Hurt Me", "Time (Clock of the Heart)", "Church of the Poison Mind", "Karma Chameleon", "It's a Miracle", "Miss Me Blind"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a-ha&lt;/strong&gt; - "Take on Me", "Cry Wolf", "The Living Daylights", "The Sun Always Shines on T.V."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tears for Fears&lt;/strong&gt; - "Pale Shelter"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Toto&lt;/strong&gt; - "Africa", "Rosanna"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Madonna&lt;/strong&gt; - "Burning Up"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thomas Dolby&lt;/strong&gt; - "She Blinded Me with Science"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's clip is a-ha's "Take on me". Apparently there was quite a bit of money invested in the clip. The record execs knew it was hit material but it wasn't charting well with the first video. In comes Steve Barron with his idea to create a world within a comic book. a-ha were a bit dubious because they didn't want to be known as a cartoon band but they went along with it. I'm sure all that money they made softened the blow as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many people consider a-ha to be a one hit wonder 80's band. Not so at all. They have only just broken up after 9 albums. If you ever want to watch some interesting footage showing the popularity of a-ha just type in "Rock in Rio a-ha" into You Tube and watch the "Hunting high and low" clip. Those mad Brazilians knew every single word and sung along. This was an event which had appearing: Billy Idol, INXS, Faith No More, and George Michael just to name a few..and who did they go nuts for..a-ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is the Steve Barron directed clip "Take on me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="263" width="424"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_EXxMlIExpo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_EXxMlIExpo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="424" height="263"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-4565580529741243335?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/4565580529741243335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/12/music-videos-steve-barron-ha-take-on-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/4565580529741243335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/4565580529741243335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/12/music-videos-steve-barron-ha-take-on-me.html' title='Music Videos - Steve Barron/ a-ha Take on me'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-5850017103296030618</id><published>2009-11-27T14:08:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T15:57:43.459+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Muppets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bohemian Rhapsody'/><title type='text'>Bohemian Rhapsody Muppet Style</title><content type='html'>This is doing the rounds at the moment so why not jump on the band wagon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beaker is the best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="263" width="423"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tgbNymZ7vqY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tgbNymZ7vqY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="423" height="263"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-5850017103296030618?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/5850017103296030618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/11/bohemian-rhapsody-muppet-style.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/5850017103296030618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/5850017103296030618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/11/bohemian-rhapsody-muppet-style.html' title='Bohemian Rhapsody Muppet Style'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-9154749234844698124</id><published>2009-11-20T10:25:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T10:25:38.562+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lowdown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boz Scaggs'/><title type='text'>Lowdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's Friday y'all and it is HOT HOT HOT in Sydney. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;41 degrees celcius in Sydneys west. Great beach weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today's track is one of those songs where I think "he's pretty fly for a white guy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Boz Scagg's Lowdown is one of those tracks that is so laid back with that funk/soul/groove thang going on that it is just cool. It reminds me of driving at night in Sydney during summer with the window down and going across the Spit bridge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;didn't know this until recently (ok maybe 2 minutes ago) but Lowdown was written by the guys from the band Toto before they were Toto (they were/are talented session musicians). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A bit of trivia about this track: The producers of the movie Saturday Night Fever asked to use Lowdown but were turned down by Boz Scaggs' manager. I bet they were kicking themselves when they saw the album sales for SNF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cKptFyOAs1I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cKptFyOAs1I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-9154749234844698124?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/9154749234844698124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/11/lowdown.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/9154749234844698124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/9154749234844698124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/11/lowdown.html' title='Lowdown'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-3744886014040535189</id><published>2009-11-09T13:14:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T13:14:07.460+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lip Synching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Britney'/><title type='text'>Lip Sych?</title><content type='html'>There has been a bit of media coverage in Australia surrounding the Britney Spears tour. For those that don't know, Britney lip synchs practically 98% of her show (I have heard that she sings some of her ballads live but I have never been to her concert so I don't know 100%)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The issue that has been raised is the amount of money people are outlaying to see a live show ($200 upwards in many cases) when in fact it is lip synched. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that most artists these days are using some kind of "help" with their "live" performances. A lot use vocal boosting (where they sing over the top of their pre recorded track), auto tuning (where bum notes can be eliminated live) and a pre record of them singing in rehearsal live then played back for the show. So there are lots of ways to cheat and appear like you are singing live without having to mime an entire show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feelings regarding lip synching are echoed by none other than Sir Elton John in the clip below at 0:55&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hexgsXeSIhs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hexgsXeSIhs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-3744886014040535189?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/3744886014040535189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/11/lip-sych.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/3744886014040535189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/3744886014040535189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/11/lip-sych.html' title='Lip Sych?'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-5425716275246152301</id><published>2009-11-06T11:08:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T11:08:53.437+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romeo Void'/><title type='text'>Romeo Void</title><content type='html'>Today I am featuring two tracks from the 80's San Franciscan, New Wave band Romeo Void.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say I know a lot about Romeo Void other than they were more popular within the college scene at the time and that Ric Ocasek&amp;nbsp; from the Cars co produced their EP. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The track "Never say never" is probably best known for the chorus "I might like you better if we slept together" and for featuring in the movie "Reckless" with Daryl Hannah and Aiden Quinn. Not long ago I heard (once again) a dreadful dance remake of&amp;nbsp;this very&amp;nbsp;good song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The track "A Girl in trouble (is a temporary thing) was apparentlty written by lead singer Deborah Lyall as an answer song to Michael Jackson's Billie Jean. A reader on You Tube is of the opinion that this track is about abortion: &lt;strong&gt;"Both songs are about the devastation of unplanned pregnancy, one from a male viewpoint, one from a﻿ female viewpoint."&lt;/strong&gt; Interesting.&amp;nbsp;I'm not sure if that is correct or not but it makes for a good theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never Say Never&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ePIImGMjn_8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ePIImGMjn_8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Girl in Trouble (is a temporary thing)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E-TJ6ahX-Vc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E-TJ6ahX-Vc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-5425716275246152301?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/5425716275246152301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/11/romeo-void.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/5425716275246152301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/5425716275246152301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/11/romeo-void.html' title='Romeo Void'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-2302396451254543074</id><published>2009-11-04T09:31:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T09:31:26.717+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wild Horses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gino Vanelli'/><title type='text'>Wild Horses</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was Melbourne Cup day in Australia. The race that stops the nation. I am sure there are a few people out there nursing some sore heads today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So todays song is Mebourne Cup inspired (somewhat..I was having trouble thinking of horse related songs that were above a 6 year old level).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy Gino Vannelli's "Wild Horses"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cp_B5J0Bsu0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cp_B5J0Bsu0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-2302396451254543074?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/2302396451254543074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/11/wild-horses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/2302396451254543074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/2302396451254543074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/11/wild-horses.html' title='Wild Horses'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-7373615371748452588</id><published>2009-10-21T16:11:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T16:21:20.002+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stranger Among Bears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie Vandergaw'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bear Haven'/><title type='text'>A Stranger Among Bears</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/St6UvLW5IxI/AAAAAAAAAMY/G_G-Qo9jtbg/s1600-h/bear2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/St6UvLW5IxI/AAAAAAAAAMY/G_G-Qo9jtbg/s400/bear2.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell you about a show that I have just finished watching on the Animal Planet channel called "Stranger Among Bears".&lt;br /&gt;"Stranger Among Bears" is about an extraordinary man called Charlie Vandergaw. Charlie is a 70 year old retired science high school teacher from Alaska who spends his summers in a cabin in the Alaskan woods called "Bear Haven". Charlie has been spending his summers at Bear Haven for 20 years. During this time he has formed a remarkable relationship with the bears that come to visit "Bear Haven".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/St6WToureJI/AAAAAAAAAMg/o3glmyLW51A/s1600-h/bear3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/St6WToureJI/AAAAAAAAAMg/o3glmyLW51A/s400/bear3.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that makes Charlie an amazing human being is that he is able to interact with the bears and they have seemingly accepted him into their world. The only protective device Charlie takes with him is a big stick and if one of the bears gets a bit obnoxious he gives them a whack across the nose. Otherwise the bears are happy just to walk along with Charlie or watch him canoe down the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie actually was at one stage a hunter of bears. His relationship changed with them 20 years ago when a black bear appeared on his yard and crawled up to him on its belly. According to the Animal Planet Web site, Charlie reciprocated, and the encounter started "a long-lasting love affair" with bears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie has got himself in trouble with the law as he openly admits that he feeds the bears (a big no no in Alaska). The last piece of information that I could find was that Charlie was fighting this in court.&lt;br /&gt;He could spend a year in jail for feeding the bears. His plane that he uses to access "Bear Haven" has been confiscated by authorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/St6WcUARVnI/AAAAAAAAAMo/jM9i_ZUxO10/s1600-h/bear4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/St6WcUARVnI/AAAAAAAAAMo/jM9i_ZUxO10/s320/bear4.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This show was filmed over six months at "Bear Haven" by British cameraman Richard Terry. Richard found out pretty early on in the piece to approach his subjects with the utmost respect and caution. Richard was delivered a nasty bite when he tried to get in between a mother and cub black bear. Richard freely admits that it wasn't the brightest thing to do at the time but he was more focussed on getting the shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not entirely sure why this show touched me so much. By the time Charlie left Bear Haven for the last time I was crying like a baby. I guess it seemed to me that Charlie had found his own little piece of paradise. Something that he got so much enjoyment and happiness from. How many of us can say that we have ever experienced this? He seems like such a serene man just interacting with nature that it appears to me an injustice not to let this man live the rest of his days with the bears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though so many people think Charlie is a nutter, he is my hero. He has a love and acceptance of animals that more of us should at least try to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/St6WmNymhxI/AAAAAAAAAMw/yu8Lquwso8A/s1600-h/bear5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/St6WmNymhxI/AAAAAAAAAMw/yu8Lquwso8A/s320/bear5.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately most of the clip packages of this show aim at demonstrating the ferocious nature of bears. In the entire 6 month filming I think Charlie had maybe 3 instances where the bears got a bit testy but they use those same clips over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish they played over the scenes where Charlie and a huge black bear are having a nap on the lawn or a sow is nursing her young on the lawn. Or when a bear comes inside to his bar and he says "of all the bars in all the world you had to come into mine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a clip which focuses on the episode where Charlie confronts hunters at Bear Haven. &lt;a href="http://abcnews.go.com/video/playerIndex?id=8468121&amp;amp;sms_ss=blogger"&gt;Showdown at Bear Haven: Hunters Arrive&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to watch anymore clips you can at Animal Planet. &lt;a href="http://animal.discovery.com/videos/stranger-among-bears-videos/"&gt;http://animal.discovery.com/videos/stranger-among-bears-videos/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-7373615371748452588?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/7373615371748452588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/10/stranger-among-bears.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/7373615371748452588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/7373615371748452588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/10/stranger-among-bears.html' title='A Stranger Among Bears'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/St6UvLW5IxI/AAAAAAAAAMY/G_G-Qo9jtbg/s72-c/bear2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-2525864711324566208</id><published>2009-10-16T14:35:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T14:37:31.523+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karl Lagerfeld.'/><title type='text'>10 Reasons Why I Love Karl Lagerfeld</title><content type='html'>I find Karl Lagerfeld (uber famous fashion designer that reinvented Chanel) very intriguing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/StfpjhSUf0I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/tr2fQeVDF9g/s1600-h/karlbear.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/StfpjhSUf0I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/tr2fQeVDF9g/s320/karlbear.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have a soft spot for people who are completely and utterly UN PC. &lt;br /&gt;Sure he is a bit of a douche but truly doesn't that come with the territory of the fashion world? A high opinion of oneself and distain for the minions?&lt;br /&gt;Even though I may not agree with everything he says, I respect someone who just spits the truth as they see it. Uncle Karl is forever getting in trouble with animal rights activists for his use of fur (unashamedly), and curvy women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just out of interest I had a look at his Twitter page and I really don't think it is his publicist writing it for him. &lt;br /&gt;It is pure Uncle Karl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So taken off his twitter page here are 10 reasons why I love Karl Lagerfeld:&lt;br /&gt;1. Florals are for middle-aged women with weight problems.&lt;br /&gt;2. Believe it or not, I love rap.&lt;br /&gt;3. Nothing scares me more than people with some doll collection. As a child, I never played with anything like toys. I wanted to be a grown-up.&lt;br /&gt;4. A respectable appearance is sufficient to make people more interested in your soul.&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm open to everything. When you start to criticize the times you live in, your time is over.&lt;br /&gt;6. Don't look to the approval of others for your mental stability.&lt;br /&gt;7. Forgiveness is too easy. I can forget by indifference, but not forgive. I prefer revenge.&lt;br /&gt;8. I hate the word “avant-garde.” It was used, overused, and often used for useless things. So I do not use that word any longer.&lt;br /&gt;9. Loving someone is fine, but they have to love you back or it doesn’t work.&lt;br /&gt;10.I think I'm going to have a dinner party where no one speaks. I'll give all my guests pens and pads instead of the usual dinner conversation&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-2525864711324566208?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/2525864711324566208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/10/10-reasons-why-i-love-karl-lagerfeld.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/2525864711324566208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/2525864711324566208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/10/10-reasons-why-i-love-karl-lagerfeld.html' title='10 Reasons Why I Love Karl Lagerfeld'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/StfpjhSUf0I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/tr2fQeVDF9g/s72-c/karlbear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-5849788784095675312</id><published>2009-10-13T11:17:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T11:20:51.887+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Dog and Cat Diary'/><title type='text'>A Dog and Cat Diary</title><content type='html'>I have to share this email that I received quite some time ago but I keep going back to read it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am proudly owned by a cat (a beautiful blue spotted tabby Bengal called Indy) who will appear as the&amp;nbsp;cat picture&amp;nbsp;for better effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Excerpts from a Dog's Diary......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/StPFvWeSIEI/AAAAAAAAAMA/ATdLv-gkXMk/s1600-h/Dog.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/StPFvWeSIEI/AAAAAAAAAMA/ATdLv-gkXMk/s200/Dog.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;8:00 am - Dog food! My favourite thing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;9:30 am - A car ride! My favourite thing! &lt;br /&gt;9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favourite thing! &lt;br /&gt;10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favourite thing! &lt;br /&gt;12:00 pm - Lunch! My favourite thing! &lt;br /&gt;1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favourite thing!&lt;br /&gt;3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favourite thing! &lt;br /&gt;5:00 pm - Milk bones! My favourite thing!&lt;br /&gt;6:00 pm - Oooh, Bath. Bummer.&lt;br /&gt;7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favourite thing!&lt;br /&gt;8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favourite thing! &lt;br /&gt;11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favourite thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Excerpts from a Cat's Diary......&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/StPGDAZE6CI/AAAAAAAAAMI/vYZpyy5ECMo/s1600-h/Indy+remote+control.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/StPGDAZE6CI/AAAAAAAAAMI/vYZpyy5ECMo/s200/Indy+remote+control.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Day 983 of my captivity. &lt;br /&gt;My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. &lt;br /&gt;They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. &lt;br /&gt;Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. &lt;br /&gt;The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet. &lt;br /&gt;Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. &lt;br /&gt;However, they merely made condescending comments about what a 'good little hunter' I am. &lt;br /&gt;Bastards. &lt;br /&gt;There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. &lt;br /&gt;I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. &lt;br /&gt;However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. &lt;br /&gt;I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of 'allergies.' &lt;br /&gt;I must learn what this means and how to use it to my advantage. &lt;br /&gt;Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. &lt;br /&gt;I must try this again tomorrow -- but at the top of the stairs. &lt;br /&gt;I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. &lt;br /&gt;The dog receives special privileges. &lt;br /&gt;He is regularly released - and seems to be more than willing to return. &lt;br /&gt;He is obviously retarded. &lt;br /&gt;The bird has got to be an informant. &lt;br /&gt;I observe him communicating with the guards regularly. &lt;br /&gt;I am certain that he reports my every move. &lt;br /&gt;My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. &lt;br /&gt;For now................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-5849788784095675312?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/5849788784095675312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/10/dog-and-cat-diary.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/5849788784095675312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/5849788784095675312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/10/dog-and-cat-diary.html' title='A Dog and Cat Diary'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/StPFvWeSIEI/AAAAAAAAAMA/ATdLv-gkXMk/s72-c/Dog.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-6607531741633797821</id><published>2009-10-12T11:45:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T12:12:10.222+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Who&apos;s that girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madonna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Causing a commotion'/><title type='text'>Madonna -Who's that Girl/Causing a Commotion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/StKBhn3qqCI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6VESFcid7A/s1600-h/Madonna.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/StKBhn3qqCI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6VESFcid7A/s320/Madonna.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Last week I was getting a bit nostalgic watching “Desperately Seeking Susan” on cable. As with most Madonna movies, it isn’t very good but it inspired me to go out and buy some wayfarer sunglasses when I was in Melbourne over the weekend (ok ok, they are fake wayfarers but in my defence I either sit on or lose every pair of sunglasses I own. Less money – less pain).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got me to thinking about other dreadful Madonna movies such as “Who’s that girl”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a bit of a confession though. &lt;br /&gt;You know the type of movie where in your heart you acknowledge:&lt;br /&gt;a. It is really bad&lt;br /&gt;b. Would never win any type of award other than a Razzie&lt;br /&gt;c. The acting is tragic&lt;br /&gt;d. The plot is thin&lt;br /&gt;e. The laughs are weak&lt;br /&gt;BUT……you still like it? This is how I am with this movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was doing an online search and the whole movie is on Youtube (in 5 parts). So if you want to have a reminder take a look. I’m not going to embed them all but you can watch it here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fSq_xHd8jKw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fSq_xHd8jKw&lt;/a&gt; Part 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vhk-mM18LNM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vhk-mM18LNM&lt;/a&gt; Part 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gGxd0if5KUs"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gGxd0if5KUs&lt;/a&gt; Part 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pv-j_gcYk8o"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pv-j_gcYk8o&lt;/a&gt; Part 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0NHJfLSv9sw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0NHJfLSv9sw&lt;/a&gt; Part 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some very silly lines from the movie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nurse: What's your husband's name? &lt;br /&gt;Nikki: Louden &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nurse: Louden what? (looking for last name) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nikki: &lt;pause&gt;&lt;/pause&gt;&lt;/pause&gt;&lt;//pause&gt;&lt;/pause&gt;&lt;//pause&gt;&lt;/ pause=""&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/pause&gt;&lt;//pause&gt;&lt;/ pause=""&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/ pause=""&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/pause&gt;&lt;//pause&gt;&lt;/ pause=""&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/ pause=""&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/ pause=""&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;Clear &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nurse: &lt;writing all="" down="" it=""&gt;&lt;/writing&gt;&lt;/writing&gt;&lt;//writing&gt;&lt;/writing&gt;&lt;//writing&gt;&lt;/ writing=""&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/writing&gt;&lt;//writing&gt;&lt;/ writing=""&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/ writing=""&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/writing&gt;&lt;//writing&gt;&lt;/ writing=""&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/ writing=""&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/ writing=""&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;Loudenclear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nikki - You'll never know how relieved me and mama was when we found out Louden was getting married. Louden? Marrying a WOMAN???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Louden: We did one of your things. We killed the pimp and the fat guy. Now it is time to do one of my things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nikki Finn: [pointing at wall with "dead end sign" into which she has just crashed a car] I'm sorry officer but my husband, see, he's having a heart attack and I had to rush him to the hospital and I must not have been paying attention because I took a wrong turn and is this the way?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today’s track is obviously from the movie “Who’s that girl”. Not the title track as that would be a bit too obvious. I always loved Madonna’s live rendition of “Causing a Commotion” in Turin which was released in 1987. This was way before Madonna got all OTT with the stage props. All she had here was basically an airport style travelator as her stage addition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9Q6twPWkD98&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9Q6twPWkD98&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-6607531741633797821?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/6607531741633797821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/10/madonna-whos-that-girlcausing-commotion.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/6607531741633797821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/6607531741633797821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/10/madonna-whos-that-girlcausing-commotion.html' title='Madonna -Who&apos;s that Girl/Causing a Commotion'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/StKBhn3qqCI/AAAAAAAAALw/Z6VESFcid7A/s72-c/Madonna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-5491523014893251103</id><published>2009-10-07T16:45:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T16:45:40.295+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slob on my knob'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Three 6 Mafia'/><title type='text'>Three 6 Mafia - Slob on my knob</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I have been meaning to post this track for some time. As you can imagine, with a song title such as "Slob on my knob" there isn't an official video to accompany the track. Heaven only knows what they could have shown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This type of track really illustrates the intense depth in which song writing has evolved with such lines as:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"First find a mate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Second find a place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Third find a bag to hide the ho face"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It's really quite Shakespearean....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So this track is pretty nasty but HELLA funny. I remember watching an episode of "Girls of the Playboy Mansion" where Hef's (then) yougest girlfriend Kendra recites the lyrics to him. Hef looks direct to camera and says "It's so romantic. It reminds me of the moon in June songs back in my day." Well said Hef.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So here is Three 6 Mafia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZT7rrpcAReQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZT7rrpcAReQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-5491523014893251103?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/5491523014893251103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/10/three-6-mafia-slob-on-my-knob.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/5491523014893251103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/5491523014893251103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/10/three-6-mafia-slob-on-my-knob.html' title='Three 6 Mafia - Slob on my knob'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-3276183578105146874</id><published>2009-09-28T13:51:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T17:42:52.192+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Billy Idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eyes Without a Face'/><title type='text'>Eyes without a face</title><content type='html'>Today's song is by Billy Idol off the Rebel Yell album.&lt;br /&gt;He co wrote this track with his guitarist at the time Steve Stevens. You may recognise Steven Stevens as the guitarist from the Michael Jackson video Dirty Diana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ddaa77;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;I'm all out of hope&lt;br /&gt;One more bad dream could bring a fall&lt;br /&gt;When I'm far from home&lt;br /&gt;Don't call me on the phone&lt;br /&gt;To tell me you're alone&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to deceive&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to tease&lt;br /&gt;But hard to get release&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les yeux sans visage eyes without a face&lt;br /&gt;Les yeux sans visage eyes without a face&lt;br /&gt;Les yeux sans visage eyes without a face&lt;br /&gt;Got no human grace your eyes without a face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spend so much time&lt;br /&gt;Believing all the lies&lt;br /&gt;To keep the dream alive&lt;br /&gt;Now it makes me sad&lt;br /&gt;It makes me mad at truth&lt;br /&gt;For loving what was you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les yeux sans visage eyes without a face&lt;br /&gt;Les yeux sans visage eyes without a face&lt;br /&gt;Les yeux sans visage eyes without a face&lt;br /&gt;Got no human grace your eyes without a face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you hear the music you make a dip&lt;br /&gt;Into someone else's pocket then make a slip.&lt;br /&gt;Steal a car and go to Las Vegas oh, the gigolo pool.&lt;br /&gt;I'm on a bus on a psychedelic trip&lt;br /&gt;Reading murder books tryin' to stay hip.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinkin' of you you're out there so&lt;br /&gt;Say your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;Say your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;Say your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder why&lt;br /&gt;I don't despise&lt;br /&gt;Now all I can do&lt;br /&gt;Is love what was once&lt;br /&gt;So alive and new&lt;br /&gt;But it's gone from your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I'd better realise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les yeux sans visage eyes without a face&lt;br /&gt;Les yeux sans visage eyes without a face&lt;br /&gt;Les yeux sans visage eyes without a face&lt;br /&gt;Got no human grace your eyes without a face.&lt;br /&gt;Such a human waste your eyes without a face&lt;br /&gt;And now it's getting worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EXrWtcAiVJc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EXrWtcAiVJc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-3276183578105146874?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/3276183578105146874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/09/eyes-without-face.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/3276183578105146874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/3276183578105146874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/09/eyes-without-face.html' title='Eyes without a face'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-3403302336023533326</id><published>2009-09-01T17:05:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T17:14:30.841+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smalltown Boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bronski Beat'/><title type='text'>Smalltown Boy - Bronski Beat</title><content type='html'>I have successfully tracked down the video to Smalltown Boy. You tube seems to have a lot of remixes and wanna be's singing this track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song would have to be in my top 10 favourite 80's tracks. I also think that for the time the subject matter and accompanying video were quite brave. Sure we had Boy George and Marilyn around the same time but they were all about projecting a certain pop image. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure if the story of a young gay man looking for acceptance is entirely autobiographical on Jimmy Sommerville's part but I think it's probably not too far from the mark. Watching this video even today is a little bit of a sobering experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/1080633/bronski_beat_smalltown_boy.swf" width="400" height="345" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" name="Metacafe_1080633"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size = 1&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/1080633/bronski_beat_smalltown_boy/"&gt;Bronski Beat - Smalltown Boy&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/"&gt;Funny bloopers R us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-3403302336023533326?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/3403302336023533326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/09/smalltown-boy-bronski-beat.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/3403302336023533326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/3403302336023533326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/09/smalltown-boy-bronski-beat.html' title='Smalltown Boy - Bronski Beat'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-6392523529214892366</id><published>2009-08-21T20:47:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T20:50:22.582+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alright'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Supergrass'/><title type='text'>TGIF..with Supergrass, Alright</title><content type='html'>This is the perfect way to start the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;It is AMAZING weather in Sydney at the moment even though it is supposed to be winter..25 degrees and supposedly 30 on Sunday..bring it on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is Supergrass with one of the best feel good songs ever. ALRIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fwjXgskUN50&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fwjXgskUN50&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-6392523529214892366?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/6392523529214892366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/08/tgifwith-supergrass-alright.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/6392523529214892366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/6392523529214892366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/08/tgifwith-supergrass-alright.html' title='TGIF..with Supergrass, Alright'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-1240846702073721614</id><published>2009-08-20T16:15:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T16:34:40.901+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johnny Hates Jazz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shattered Dreams'/><title type='text'>Shattered Dreams - Johnny Hates Jazz</title><content type='html'>I am featuring a song that is currently on my trusty mp3 player. It is by a UK band called Johnny Hates Jazz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Hates Jazz was an 80's band actually named after a friend of theirs, Johnny, who literally hated Jazz...hmmm..imaginative. They did quite well in the charts reaching No. 2 in the States with this track. Unfortunately the band didn't last long with the departure of Clark Datchler (the lead singer) and a subsequent car accident involving the band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This track has two videos. One made especially for the US and the other which is the original UK version. I personally like the original version. I have never quite understood why everything needs to be repackaged and reshot for the States...they even have to remake UK TV shows so the general public can "understand" the humour. What's to understand??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the two versions to compare. By the way I think Clark Datchler looks a little bit like Luke Skywalker..dontacha think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cX-8MHKuQ5I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cX-8MHKuQ5I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VRHLkLFJxaw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VRHLkLFJxaw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-1240846702073721614?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/1240846702073721614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/08/shattered-dreams-johnny-hates-jazz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/1240846702073721614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/1240846702073721614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/08/shattered-dreams-johnny-hates-jazz.html' title='Shattered Dreams - Johnny Hates Jazz'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-9062211292729864063</id><published>2009-08-13T12:41:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T17:45:10.936+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Birdy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hairdo'/><title type='text'>Little Birdy - Hairdo</title><content type='html'>I have had this song stuck in my head for two days!&lt;br /&gt;Not in that "if I don't get this Britney Spears song out of my head soon there is no alternative but suicide" kind of way. More along the lines of "hey this is a really great track to be stuck in my mind" which, let's face it, is a lot nicer.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently Little Birdy got their name from a Ween song of the same name. I also tend to think that Katy Steele the lead singer also "borrowed" a few Ween vocal styles as well. I am just grateful that a female artist has decided to vocally match someone other than Christina Aguilera (does anyone else find those vocal acrobatics she does painful?)&lt;br /&gt;After you listen to this song I guarantee you will say the word cigarettes as CIG-EEEE-RETTES.&lt;br /&gt;So here is the Western Australian band Little Birdy with Hairdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="278" width="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XTL5XlrxCtE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XTL5XlrxCtE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="450" height="278"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-9062211292729864063?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/9062211292729864063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/08/little-birdy-hairdo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/9062211292729864063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/9062211292729864063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/08/little-birdy-hairdo.html' title='Little Birdy - Hairdo'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-2476603430883097992</id><published>2009-08-07T22:44:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T22:56:23.514+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Endless Road'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Time Bandits'/><title type='text'>Endless Road - Time Bandits</title><content type='html'>I have always loved this song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprising, something decent to come out of The Netherlands other than cheese and clogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c9uPzvYoLQo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c9uPzvYoLQo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-2476603430883097992?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/2476603430883097992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/08/endless-road-time-bandits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/2476603430883097992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/2476603430883097992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/08/endless-road-time-bandits.html' title='Endless Road - Time Bandits'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-8299190598485962687</id><published>2009-07-20T16:19:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T17:21:10.006+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INXS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To Look At You'/><title type='text'>INXS - To Look At You</title><content type='html'>Today's song is from INXS called "To look at you". This is my favourite INXS track and not too heavily known as it was released way before KICK was even thought of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know the movie "Reckless" with Daryl Hannah and Aidan Quinn, then you will probably recognise this track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I am talking about INXS I just have to say thank God they got rid of JD Fortune as their front man. I watched (ashamedly) that entire season of Rockstar INXS and there were performers that were far better than JD. Then again I remember watching INXS doing "Listen Like Thieves" live with Terence Trent D'Arby as the lead singer and it took me about 2 mins to work out what song he was singing. So I guess what I am trying to say is that Michael Hutchence left some big boots to fill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="398" height="297" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-478081f6abd4b528" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D478081f6abd4b528%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331030799%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D301ED32664F7424BF214648D1E87F3128B980526.63E1490DA84EE2BAF201ED932404411C64CC47AF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D478081f6abd4b528%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DynSos0mnHzcOpRVfilWK4YHsiT8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="398" height="297" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D478081f6abd4b528%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331030799%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D301ED32664F7424BF214648D1E87F3128B980526.63E1490DA84EE2BAF201ED932404411C64CC47AF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D478081f6abd4b528%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DynSos0mnHzcOpRVfilWK4YHsiT8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-8299190598485962687?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=478081f6abd4b528&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/8299190598485962687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/07/inxs-to-look-at-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/8299190598485962687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/8299190598485962687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/07/inxs-to-look-at-you.html' title='INXS - To Look At You'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-4418639671398749630</id><published>2009-07-17T21:19:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T21:22:07.671+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Umbrella'/><title type='text'>Umbrella</title><content type='html'>I discovered this on You tube quite some time ago but thought I would share it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of those little hidden musical gems. A cover of Rihanna's Umbrella by a relatively unknown singer (his band is called Boyce Avenue).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5paQ9BwFAgI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5paQ9BwFAgI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-4418639671398749630?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/4418639671398749630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/07/umbrella.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/4418639671398749630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/4418639671398749630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/07/umbrella.html' title='Umbrella'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-5014812388689130327</id><published>2009-07-13T12:27:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T12:30:32.745+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Divine'/><title type='text'>All Hail Divine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SlqbsvXUfRI/AAAAAAAAALA/PFwemMq-0Cc/s1600-h/Divy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SlqbsvXUfRI/AAAAAAAAALA/PFwemMq-0Cc/s320/Divy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357765899641453842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a confession to make. I LOVE Divine.&lt;br /&gt;Cross dressing, bad acting, dog doo doo eating Divine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of this blog entry I will be referring to Divine as he/him because Divine only got dragged up when he was performing. In fact Divine played male characters as well as female. Before Divine passed away he was signed to play a male character on the show "Married with Children". He never got there sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/Slqb1AAfL_I/AAAAAAAAALI/2Uak31213LA/s1600-h/john_waters_divine_std.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 176px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/Slqb1AAfL_I/AAAAAAAAALI/2Uak31213LA/s320/john_waters_divine_std.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357766041548042226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I read the book "My son Divine" which (obviously) was written by his Mum. It really was a lovely book.&lt;br /&gt;She was SO proud of her son no matter what he did (and if you have seen a John Waters movie you may understand the magnitude of that comment).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divine came to prominence when John Waters used him as his muse for his very off beat movies. My favourite being "Female Trouble". This movie is nuts. There is no other way to describe it. To demostrate my comment here is a line from the movie: "I wouldn't suck your lousy dick if I was suffocating and there was oxygen in your balls!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So of course I love it (sick twisted gal that I am).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching the original version of "Hairspray" a few weeks ago. It was the first acting mainstream success that both he and John Waters enjoyed. Unfortunately a week after it premiered Divine was dead at the age of 42 from an enlarged heart. Whoopi Goldberg sent flowers and a card that read "See what a good review will do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Divy's career he branched out into pop music. He most famously hooked up with Stock Aiken &amp;amp; Waterman for the song "You think you're a man".&lt;br /&gt;This song reached number 8 in Australia mainly after his appearance on Countdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Divy's performance on Countdown for "You think you're a man"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4TXoGjYO7TY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4TXoGjYO7TY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-5014812388689130327?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/5014812388689130327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/07/all-hail-divine.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/5014812388689130327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/5014812388689130327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/07/all-hail-divine.html' title='All Hail Divine'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SlqbsvXUfRI/AAAAAAAAALA/PFwemMq-0Cc/s72-c/Divy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-7648020195041073952</id><published>2009-06-30T12:52:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T12:59:50.838+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ali G'/><title type='text'>Ali G from the Westsiiiiiide!</title><content type='html'>Sacha Baron Cohen is trotting around the globe in a fluro G string as one of his alter egos Bruno.&lt;br /&gt;Bruno to me is a pretty weak character but he has managed once again to pull a few good publicity stunts and interviews. I did notice that his "Austrian" accent tends to waiver a bit while in character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I want to show an Ali G interview with Posh and Becks that I hadn't seen before. This is pretty damn funny. Loves it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P842Tmi6lrc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P842Tmi6lrc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-7648020195041073952?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/7648020195041073952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/06/ali-g-from-westsiiiiiide.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/7648020195041073952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/7648020195041073952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/06/ali-g-from-westsiiiiiide.html' title='Ali G from the Westsiiiiiide!'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-4111407655994918211</id><published>2009-06-26T23:37:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T11:36:09.562+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Man in the Mirror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Jackson'/><title type='text'>Man in the mirror</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;I am currently watching MJ Live in Bucharest on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I call a performance..sheer brilliance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is truly the end of an era.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ki5-WrFY3Ew&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ki5-WrFY3Ew&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-4111407655994918211?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/4111407655994918211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/06/man-in-mirror.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/4111407655994918211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/4111407655994918211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/06/man-in-mirror.html' title='Man in the mirror'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-6730276040312514548</id><published>2009-06-26T16:46:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T11:58:41.018+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Jackson'/><title type='text'>The day the music died</title><content type='html'>I am writing this still in shock that Michael Jackson is dead. I was seriously hoping that it was one of his publicity stunts. It started to sink in when Jermaine released the statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only recently I featured on this blog the book about his trial and the "lost" duet with Freddie Mercury. I always had this optimism that he would rock our socks off at the O2 Arena and make the public remember what his life was truly about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very fortunate to see Michael perform for both the "Bad" and "History" tours in Australia.&lt;br /&gt;For someone who has seen him perform live I can honestly say that no one came close to the type of excitement he generated on stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember during the Dangerous tour seeing footage from Bangkok where for the first number (Jam) he enters the stage literally flying from underneath the stage through a door.&lt;br /&gt;He stood still on stage for 15 mins only moving slightly while the crowd went completely nuts.&lt;br /&gt;After seeing him live for the first time I was instantly a life long fan. I am just sad that we will never see his brilliance again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had such a hard time trying to think of an appropriate song for today. Do I choose "Gone too soon" which he dedicated to Aids victim Ryan White? Do I choose "Childhood" his most autobiographical (and heartbreaking) song. Do I choose the most popular tracks like "Billie Jean" and "Thriller"? Do I link to my fav MJ song "Human Nature" even though there isn't an official clip?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I am not going to show any of those rather a performance that not many people would have seen. He wrote this song for Sammy Davis Jr who was a friend of his and performed it at Sammy's tribute. Sammy died from cancer not too long after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever want to read a book about MJ that is what I consider an accurate portrayal get your hands on a copy of J Randy Taraborrelli's "The Magic and the Madness".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael, Rest In Peace. Heaven is going to have one heck of a dancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zOQnQU5dj30&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zOQnQU5dj30&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-6730276040312514548?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/6730276040312514548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-music-died.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/6730276040312514548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/6730276040312514548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-music-died.html' title='The day the music died'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-8402349607180511633</id><published>2009-06-22T13:35:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T15:16:28.461+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kermit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Rainbow Connection'/><title type='text'>The Rainbow Connection</title><content type='html'>Last night I was reading a magazine when I saw an artwork entitled "The Lovers, the Dreamers and Me".&lt;br /&gt;Of course I got really excited that someone named their artwork after a line in "The Rainbow Connection".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVED the Muppets as a kid. I especially liked it when Elton John was guest star and also Mark Hamill because at the time I was in love with Luke Skywalker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first saw this clip of "The Rainbow Connection" my sister gladly informed me that Kermie wasn't real. I spent the next 15 minutes in tears.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I reacted that badly to finding out Santa wasn't real!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the writers of this song, Paul Williams, has written for various acts including the Carpenters up to the Scissors Sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song has also been covered A LOT. Some names who have covered this include Sarah McLachlan, Kenny Loggins, The Dixie Chicks, Justin Timberlake, The Carpenters, Jason Mraz, The Pussycat Dolls, The Dresden Dolls, and Willie Nelson. It was sung by Debbie Harry in a duet with Kermit on the Muppet Show in 1981 (Season 5).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given all these names that have covered this song, I much prefer watching Kermie on his lily pad with his little banjo singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="381"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x4s155_rainbow-connection_shortfilms&amp;amp;related=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x4s155_rainbow-connection_shortfilms&amp;amp;related=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="480" height="381"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x4s155_rainbow-connection_shortfilms"&gt;Rainbow Connection&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/imperfectly"&gt;imperfectly&lt;/a&gt;. - &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/channel/shortfilms"&gt;Full seasons and entire episodes online.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-8402349607180511633?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/8402349607180511633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/06/rainbow-connection.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/8402349607180511633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/8402349607180511633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/06/rainbow-connection.html' title='The Rainbow Connection'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-7313671222997375463</id><published>2009-06-20T21:47:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T22:27:42.878+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On Our Own'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bobby Brown'/><title type='text'>Pre Crack Pipe Bobby</title><content type='html'>I was just watching Music Max and Bobby Browns "Humpin' around" came on. Man, that has to be worst song title after "Unskinny Bop" by Poison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo it made me think of the last time I watched Ghostbusters 2 and how the theme song is by Bobby Brown. The clip is pretty average. It basically has Bobby green screened in front of pics of New York. The thing that IS interesting is the hair Bobby is sporting. I actually don't ever recall a time when hair that had a gradient was popular. Maybe it was the bad hair that turned Bobby to the crack pipe..that or having to put up with Whitney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is the theme song to Ghostbusters 2 "On Our Own".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-434d23b77d5ff6b6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D434d23b77d5ff6b6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331030799%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D26DD4BE201043987DD9FAC18307F0D818EBDD7D1.1DBF32643D4678D0008137066C5731E0A900142E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D434d23b77d5ff6b6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyZGelVD_U8Ih1ix9gxEshaVcFyQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D434d23b77d5ff6b6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331030799%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D26DD4BE201043987DD9FAC18307F0D818EBDD7D1.1DBF32643D4678D0008137066C5731E0A900142E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D434d23b77d5ff6b6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyZGelVD_U8Ih1ix9gxEshaVcFyQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-7313671222997375463?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=434d23b77d5ff6b6&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/7313671222997375463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/06/pre-crack-pipe-bobby.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/7313671222997375463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/7313671222997375463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/06/pre-crack-pipe-bobby.html' title='Pre Crack Pipe Bobby'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-5390032911649882238</id><published>2009-06-18T16:09:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T17:46:08.200+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yeah Yeah Yeahs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heads Will Roll'/><title type='text'>Song of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The song of the day is by the Yeah Yeah Yeah's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Head's will Roll. Enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GuIVqzxeJcI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GuIVqzxeJcI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-5390032911649882238?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/5390032911649882238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/06/song-of-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/5390032911649882238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/5390032911649882238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/06/song-of-day.html' title='Song of the Day'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-2099295376104433964</id><published>2009-06-05T12:23:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T18:19:00.236+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New in Town'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Boots'/><title type='text'>Little Boots - New in Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This song is just so damn catchy and I cannot get it out of my head (which is lucky coz I actually really like it).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So here is the song of the day by Little Boots, New In Town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ySaLKsXK7lM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ySaLKsXK7lM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-2099295376104433964?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/2099295376104433964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/06/little-boots-new-in-town.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/2099295376104433964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/2099295376104433964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/06/little-boots-new-in-town.html' title='Little Boots - New in Town'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-4292286889940172109</id><published>2009-06-03T16:57:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T18:19:59.778+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Presets'/><title type='text'>The Presets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SiYe7TnaNlI/AAAAAAAAAK4/koiOQL2BtOs/s1600-h/presets.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342992012148356690" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SiYe7TnaNlI/AAAAAAAAAK4/koiOQL2BtOs/s320/presets.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 204px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;As mentioned in a previous post I saw the Presets live on Saturday night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I know a lot of people think that electronic music is pretty soulless and not requiring too much talent but Julian and Kim actually met while they were studying at the Sydney Conservatory of Music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; So these guys are serious musicians that want to have fun with it. I personally love electro pop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The Presets was an all ages gig and there were all these little embryo's walking around in their ruched leggings and boots. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I didn't actually realise just how popular they were with "the kids". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Made me feel like an old timer :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I think now that the Presets are doing more live stuff and gaining mainstream popularity that they really need to get Julian away from his synthesiser and in front of the crowd a bit more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;He really only did this once during the song "My People" and the crowd loved it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When he was behind his syth for most of the night I felt like I was at a really big rave and he was DJing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I have to mention some lyrics from the Presets which I love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The track is Yippiyo-Ay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Take you from the 80s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;bimbos rock the latex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;dingos catch the babies"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;If you don't "get" the last line look up the Lindy Chamberlain case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This is the clip from You Tube that made me want to go and see the Presets. This is them live at Sound Relief singing "This Boy's in Love"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="278" width="449"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-n7Y6o915Fc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-n7Y6o915Fc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="449" height="278"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Here they are doing "My People" once again at Sound Relief. It's a pity they didn't have their Aria outfit of My Pet Monster adorning their heads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h1OJgmmHJhQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h1OJgmmHJhQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-4292286889940172109?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/4292286889940172109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/06/presets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/4292286889940172109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/4292286889940172109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/06/presets.html' title='The Presets'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SiYe7TnaNlI/AAAAAAAAAK4/koiOQL2BtOs/s72-c/presets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-5117067993330448696</id><published>2009-05-27T15:35:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T19:16:31.199+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pam Anderson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bea Arthur'/><title type='text'>Bea Arthur Roasting Pam Anderson</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;I came across this video a couple of weeks ago when I was reading about Bea Arthur's death and thought I would share it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of years back Comedy Central held a Pamela Anderson Roast to raise money for PETA. Didn't those comedians go to town! There is just too much material you can use when referencing Pam Anderson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best line by far had to be from Bea Arthur who took to reading Pam's "novel" aloud to the audience. I never knew Pam "wrote" a novel but apparently it was the most interesting read to hit the shelves since Naomi Campbell's "Swan". I even heard that it was better than Madonna's "The English Roses" and it certainly put Geri Halliwell's "Ugenia Lavender" to shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at Bea praising Pam's literary talents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed align="middle" allowfullscreen="true" bgcolor="000000" flashvars="flvbaseclip=2693999" height="240" name="efp" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" quality="high" src="http://www.spike.com/efp" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ccffff;"&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 3px; width: 448px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spike.com/video/roast-of-pamela/2693999" style="color: #ffcc35; margin-left: 5px;"&gt;Roast of Pamela Anderson - Bea Arthur Roasts Pam's Novel&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.spike.com/channel/movies" style="color: #ffcc35;"&gt;Movies &amp;amp; TV&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.spike.com/" style="color: #ffcc35;"&gt;SPIKE.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-5117067993330448696?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/5117067993330448696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/05/bea-arthur-roasting-pam-anderson.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/5117067993330448696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/5117067993330448696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/05/bea-arthur-roasting-pam-anderson.html' title='Bea Arthur Roasting Pam Anderson'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-234056191490372733</id><published>2009-05-21T16:28:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T19:16:02.896+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flight of the Conchords'/><title type='text'>Flight of the Conchords</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/ShT1qLlihlI/AAAAAAAAAKw/WPKIH91QlfQ/s1600-h/flight-of-the-conchords.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338161563354433106" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/ShT1qLlihlI/AAAAAAAAAKw/WPKIH91QlfQ/s320/flight-of-the-conchords.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 202px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;If you haven't watched an episode of Flight of the Conchords yet you need to get to it quick smart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;IT. IS. HILARIOUS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;To get you up to speed it is a show about two New Zealand musicians who move to New York City in order to get famous in their band called Flight of the Conchords.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The central characters are Brett and Jermaine (the band members), Murray, their hapless band manager and Mel their obsessed groupie. During each episode their is a little musical interlude parodying various musical genres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;In the clip below they are doing a white mans rap parody. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Their rap "names" are the Hiphopopotamus and the Rymnocerous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My favourite lyrics have to be: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Yes, sometimes my lyrics are sexist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;But you lovely bitches and hoes should know I’m trying to correct this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Check out the lyrics below:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I’m the mother flippin’ Rhymenocerous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My beats are phat and the birds are on my back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And I’m horny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I’m horny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;If you choose to proceed you will indeed concede&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Cos I hit you with my flow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The Wild Rhino Stampede.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I’m not just wild, I’m trained,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Domesticated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I was raised by a rapper and rhino that dated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And subsequently procreated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;That’s how it goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Here’s the Hiphopopotamus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The hip hop hippo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;They call me the Hiphopopotamus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My lyrics are bottomless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;They call me the Hiphopopotamus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Flows that glow like phosphorous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Poppin’ off the top of this esophagus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Rockin’ this metropolis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I’m not a large water-dwelling mammal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Where did you get that preposterous hypothesis?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Did Steve tell you that, perchance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Steve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My rhymes and records they don’t get played&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Because my records and rhymes they don’t get made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And if you rap like me you don’t get paid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And if you roll like me you don’t get laid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My rhymes are so potent that in this small segment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I made all of the ladies in the area pregnant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Yes, sometimes my lyrics are sexist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;But you lovely bitches and hoes should know I’m trying to correct this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Other rappers dis me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Say my rhymes are sissy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Why? Why? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Why exactly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;What? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Be more constructive with your feedback, please. Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Why, because I rap about reality?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Like me and my grandma drinking a cup of tea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;There ain’t no party like my nanna’s tea party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hey! Ho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I’m the motherflippin’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I’m the motherflippin’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I’m the motherflippin’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FArZxLj6DLk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FArZxLj6DLk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-234056191490372733?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/234056191490372733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/05/flight-of-conchords.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/234056191490372733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/234056191490372733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/05/flight-of-conchords.html' title='Flight of the Conchords'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/ShT1qLlihlI/AAAAAAAAAKw/WPKIH91QlfQ/s72-c/flight-of-the-conchords.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-4427105166739882999</id><published>2009-05-19T16:02:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T18:17:22.318+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Presets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Groove is in the heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pet Shop Boys'/><title type='text'>Pet Shop Boys - Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/ShJL4DdiH_I/AAAAAAAAAKg/MCUfkEqUHOQ/s1600-h/HeartPetShopBoys.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337411934761394162" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/ShJL4DdiH_I/AAAAAAAAAKg/MCUfkEqUHOQ/s320/HeartPetShopBoys.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 309px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ccffff; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;At the end of this month I am going to see the Presets live and I am so excited about it.&lt;br /&gt;I have been watching some of their live performances on You tube and it should be a great show.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I will have more to say about the Presets once I see them live. Stay tuned for future posts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's song has been inspired (in a round about way) by the Presets because before their performance of the song "Are you the One" they have a sample of the Pet Shop Boy's song "It's a Sin"&lt;br /&gt;This in turn reignited my love for the Pet Shop Boys as I busted out the CD (ok..ok..I just played the mp3 on my computer..but busting out a CD sounds WAY better).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hard for me to pick a Pet Shop Boys song because they have so many brilliant songs but I chose the song "Heart'.&lt;br /&gt;The main reason I chose this song over the others is the video clip.&lt;br /&gt;I really love this clip because it has the actor Ian McKellen as Nosferatu winning over Neil Tennant's bride (Two gay guys fighting over a chick..? It's a wonder she didn't dump them both).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is "Heart" for your viewing/listening pleasure today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="278" width="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Niwrx19lUQg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Niwrx19lUQg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="450" height="278"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-4427105166739882999?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/4427105166739882999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/05/pet-shop-boys-heart.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/4427105166739882999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/4427105166739882999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/05/pet-shop-boys-heart.html' title='Pet Shop Boys - Heart'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/ShJL4DdiH_I/AAAAAAAAAKg/MCUfkEqUHOQ/s72-c/HeartPetShopBoys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-3828593189433287619</id><published>2009-05-18T11:00:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T11:32:31.415+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conspiracy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Jackson'/><title type='text'>Michael Jackson Conspiracy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/ShCzZ_6kGVI/AAAAAAAAAKI/N_5ZqgZV2do/s1600-h/conspiracy_cover.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336962817669208402" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/ShCzZ_6kGVI/AAAAAAAAAKI/N_5ZqgZV2do/s320/conspiracy_cover.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 213px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ccffff;"&gt;My last post was about Michael Jackson and Freddie Mercury so I thought this would be a good intro for the latest book I read called "Michael Jackson Conspiracy". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ccffff;"&gt;To my surprise this was a very interesting read based on the court transcripts during Michael Jackson's trial. In fact the book is written by a journalist who covered the trial for US network television. Since reading this book I have seen a few interviews with the author. She was amongst the throng of media covering the case and admits that no media outlet wanted to hear a report that was "pro Jackson". I think this is still the case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ccffff;"&gt;If you at all interested in this trial and haven't already made up your mind about the case then this is a must read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-3828593189433287619?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/3828593189433287619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/05/michael-jackson-conspiracy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/3828593189433287619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/3828593189433287619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/05/michael-jackson-conspiracy.html' title='Michael Jackson Conspiracy'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/ShCzZ_6kGVI/AAAAAAAAAKI/N_5ZqgZV2do/s72-c/conspiracy_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-2351872902317784201</id><published>2009-05-05T11:58:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T18:22:41.597+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='State of Shock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freddie Mercury'/><title type='text'>Freddie Mercury &amp; Michael Jackson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/Sf-diGdZ-fI/AAAAAAAAAKA/aj-2HwVHmhY/s1600-h/MichaelAndFreddie.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332153693005019634" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/Sf-diGdZ-fI/AAAAAAAAAKA/aj-2HwVHmhY/s320/MichaelAndFreddie.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 206px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;One thing I didn't know about until relatively recently was that Freddie Mercury was asked by Michael Jackson to duet with him on the song "State of Shock". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This song later appeared on the Jackson's "Victory" album as a duet with Mick Jagger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;In fact MJ and Freddie were working on a few tracks together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"I was going to be on Thriller," confirmed Freddie, before his death from an AIDS-related illness in November 1991. "We had three songs in the can but, unfortunately, they were never finished."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;One of the songs that MJ and Freddie worked on was "There must be more to life than this." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ccffff; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;I found a rare recording of it on You tube. Take a listen to it. It is very catchy in that "We are the world" type of way. Speaking of "We are the world" Freddie was a big fan of the song.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ccffff; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j7hrUU-UeHk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j7hrUU-UeHk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;MJ and Freddie did a demo for "State of Shock". During the demo process apparently (as the rumours go) Michael was none to pleased with Freddy's drug use in the studio and Freddy was swiftly replaced by Mick Jagger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This recording is very rough but it gives you a glipse into what State of Shock may have been like with Freddie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ccffff; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o9_BwMtPeWU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o9_BwMtPeWU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It kind of disappoints me that Freddy was given the boot. After all he is an infinitely better singer &amp;amp; performer than Mick Jagger (IMO).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Here is "State of shock" with Mick Jagger. It is an extended version because all the other versions on Youtube disable embedding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Can I just have a rant and say if you don't want people to use your video just don't put it on You tube at all. If people want the video there are plenty of free converters out there. It just makes no sense to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3bN9PA8PV7A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3bN9PA8PV7A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-2351872902317784201?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/2351872902317784201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/05/freddie-mercury-michael-jackson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/2351872902317784201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/2351872902317784201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/05/freddie-mercury-michael-jackson.html' title='Freddie Mercury &amp; Michael Jackson'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/Sf-diGdZ-fI/AAAAAAAAAKA/aj-2HwVHmhY/s72-c/MichaelAndFreddie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-6820016198074163704</id><published>2009-04-29T17:07:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T19:18:35.598+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depeche Mode'/><title type='text'>Personal Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Noooooooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I can't take it any more people. Hilary Duff has used Depeche Modes Personal Jesus for her latest steaming pile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Honestly can't people write their OWN music any more? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It is like that Flo Rider song where he has basically just ripped off Dead or Alive and added a few words over the top. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;TOTALLY. NOT. COOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;BTW I am aware that both Marilyn Manson and Johnny Cash have done a cover of Personal Jesus but they didn't coat it with saccharine and make me want to vomit in my mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So today I am featuring the one..the only Depeche Mode. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RQoUKZJrHSo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RQoUKZJrHSo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-6820016198074163704?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/6820016198074163704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/04/personal-jesus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/6820016198074163704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/6820016198074163704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/04/personal-jesus.html' title='Personal Jesus'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-3711085876206680302</id><published>2009-04-28T16:22:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T19:15:37.728+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Groove Theory'/><title type='text'>Chillax song of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Tell me by Groove Theory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HR-wg2O4UuA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/3711085876206680302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/3711085876206680302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/04/chillax-song-of-day.html' title='Chillax song of the day'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-5151718462219933618</id><published>2009-04-23T11:34:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T19:15:07.996+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miss Connie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sneaky Sound System'/><title type='text'>Sneaky Sound System</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/Se_Ggq251vI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/WtM7pyovZz4/s1600-h/sneaky+sound+system.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327695148765271794" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/Se_Ggq251vI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/WtM7pyovZz4/s320/sneaky+sound+system.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Last week I headed off to the good ol' RSL to see Sneaky Sound System "live".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Yes I put the word "live" in inverted commas because it was just a notch above karoake..minus the little television with the words that come up.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Backing tracks and vocal boosting Britney style galore..but what did I expect from a $35 RSL gig?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I have seen Youtube video's which show SSS with a full band and Connie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(the lead singer) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;can actually belt it out quite well so I didn't hold this against them.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Besides everyone seemed to enjoy the performance..or maybe they enjoyed the cheap drinks. I'm still trying to work that one out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I still like Sneaky Sound System because finally Australia has a decent dance band that isn't uncool to like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Also it's good that someone like Connie has finally got some success after doing her time with other bands like Primary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I had a bit of a laugh because I always think of that Simpsons episode where The Who play and say "Goodnight Springton there will be no encore".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It cracks me up that bands feel the need to say the suburb's name they are playing a hundred times.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;With no further ado here is my favourite Sneaky Sound System song "I Love It". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Pity about the skanky dancer hoes they felt necessary to include on the clip. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Connie is better looking than all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WjkQWIVEJto&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WjkQWIVEJto&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-5151718462219933618?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/5151718462219933618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/04/sneaky-sound-system.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/5151718462219933618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/5151718462219933618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/04/sneaky-sound-system.html' title='Sneaky Sound System'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/Se_Ggq251vI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/WtM7pyovZz4/s72-c/sneaky+sound+system.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-148600474662422796</id><published>2009-04-03T11:19:00.010+11:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T19:14:45.453+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misfit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosity Killed the Cat'/><title type='text'>Misfit - Curiosity Killed the Cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SdVW5z0E_SI/AAAAAAAAAJw/l0XWVfWWX_0/s1600-h/Misfit.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320254085969280290" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SdVW5z0E_SI/AAAAAAAAAJw/l0XWVfWWX_0/s320/Misfit.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 310px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Today's track is by British band Curiosity Killed the Cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The reason I chose this video is because it features a little cameo by Andy Warhol.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Andy stands in the street Bob Dylan style and throws card board around like the video to Subterranean Homesick Blues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt; You have to wait until about the 2 minute 44 secs mark to see Andy. He doesn't look terribly enthused but neither would I if someone danced near me like that. He doesn't help the white men can't dance theory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;object width="435" height="359" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1392f72c9019260b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1392f72c9019260b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331030799%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2DBE46F809B5ACB164D9C0AB541F155F8494BDCE.3A0C175852CD94013E347DB1A0E5EA35C6C0D04D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1392f72c9019260b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtStw819HlzU9aM1F6524JUvTLYQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="435" height="359" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1392f72c9019260b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331030799%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2DBE46F809B5ACB164D9C0AB541F155F8494BDCE.3A0C175852CD94013E347DB1A0E5EA35C6C0D04D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1392f72c9019260b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtStw819HlzU9aM1F6524JUvTLYQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-148600474662422796?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1392f72c9019260b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/148600474662422796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/04/misfit-curiosity-killed-cat.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/148600474662422796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/148600474662422796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/04/misfit-curiosity-killed-cat.html' title='Misfit - Curiosity Killed the Cat'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SdVW5z0E_SI/AAAAAAAAAJw/l0XWVfWWX_0/s72-c/Misfit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-1537735328452261193</id><published>2009-04-01T12:12:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T12:26:47.056+11:00</updated><title type='text'>A-HA/ Family Guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Today's clip is brought to you by Family guy....enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yBaN-hmLMAU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yBaN-hmLMAU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RRZYa15tvvI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RRZYa15tvvI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-1537735328452261193?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/1537735328452261193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/04/ha-family-guy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/1537735328452261193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/1537735328452261193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/04/ha-family-guy.html' title='A-HA/ Family Guy'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-7854217854243661331</id><published>2009-03-31T14:10:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T19:14:20.936+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ione Skye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben Lee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cigarette&apos;s will kill you'/><title type='text'>Ben Lee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #ccffff; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ccffff; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SdGJ1Ut_CfI/AAAAAAAAAJg/IIZj9_yZP5Q/s1600-h/Ben+Lee+Ione+Skye.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319184184088922610" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SdGJ1Ut_CfI/AAAAAAAAAJg/IIZj9_yZP5Q/s320/Ben+Lee+Ione+Skye.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 218px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I was just flicking through one of those horrible "women's" magazines at lunch (you know the one's where there will be a 4 page diet feature and in the same magazine another story about accepting your body how it is) and saw a picture of Ben Lee and Ione Skye. Apparently they are married and I never heard a thing about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;For those of you that don't know Ione Skye was quite popular in the 80's with the movie "Say Anything" (starring John Cuzak). Her Dad is the singer Donovan. She was also married at one time to the Beastie Boy's Adam Horowitz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ben Lee is an Australian musican who dated Clare Danes for quite some time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Clare left Ben for "Almost Famous" star Billy Crudup. Billy Crudup left his then 8 month pregnant partner Mary Louise Parker for Clare (nice guy huh?) Billy also plays the role of Dr Manhatten in the god awful "Watchmen" movie. His digitally enhanced "member" was the only decent acting in the entire movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; An Oscar for the penis I say! I digress though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ben and Ione got married in a traditional Hindu ceremony as you can see by the pic below...seems like a big wank to me but whatever floats your boat Ben.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;If you are interested you can read about the wedding on Ben Lee's blog &lt;a href="http://www.ben-lee.com/blog.htm" style="color: #ffcc99; font-weight: bold;"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SdGJ_3x6q2I/AAAAAAAAAJo/_PaQXWAq0IQ/s1600-h/ben+lee+wedding.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319184365299346274" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SdGJ_3x6q2I/AAAAAAAAAJo/_PaQXWAq0IQ/s320/ben+lee+wedding.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;After reading this it made me think of some of Ben's songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;The one I want to share today is "Cigarette's will kill you". Trust Ben to state the bleeding obvious. Good track though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iJAorQM7sL8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iJAorQM7sL8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-7854217854243661331?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/7854217854243661331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/03/ben-lee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/7854217854243661331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/7854217854243661331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/03/ben-lee.html' title='Ben Lee'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SdGJ1Ut_CfI/AAAAAAAAAJg/IIZj9_yZP5Q/s72-c/Ben+Lee+Ione+Skye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-6388523028159541470</id><published>2009-03-27T11:50:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T19:07:42.988+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fucker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eels'/><title type='text'>Eels Fucker</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="407" height="337" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-617606f712386abc" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D617606f712386abc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331030799%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D41DD76675774AA5AB85A649468C3C817B911DF3.4896394DA1CEC6D076A4CAA5BA0B779A16372D75%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D617606f712386abc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvnEOGwDL0LTzj8y9D-0Jr0Gofqs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="407" height="337" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D617606f712386abc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331030799%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D41DD76675774AA5AB85A649468C3C817B911DF3.4896394DA1CEC6D076A4CAA5BA0B779A16372D75%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D617606f712386abc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvnEOGwDL0LTzj8y9D-0Jr0Gofqs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The first time I heard this song was on a show called The Panel where an acoustic version of this song was played. I instantly fell in love with it. It is so simple but so complicated with the distorted music in the background. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Apologies for the crappy little video I made. I tried to find this song on Youtube but there are only live versions that are barely audible available.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;While you are listening you can read the lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Came home tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I felt like I'd die of loneliness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Strange, you think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Popularity...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Looking for a simple life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Life aint simple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Tired and sick but I dont wanna be alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Could go to a party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;But I don't really want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;For now Im sitting out here on my porch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Writing in the dark air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Listening to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My little black cat miaow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Trying to vent some of the terrible passion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;That's coursing through me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Something about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Something about spending the afternoon asleep in your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I hate you, fucker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-6388523028159541470?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=617606f712386abc&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/6388523028159541470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/03/eels-fucker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/6388523028159541470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/6388523028159541470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/03/eels-fucker.html' title='Eels Fucker'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-3565607976213301762</id><published>2009-03-26T10:50:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T19:13:58.136+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peek a boo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robert Smith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Cure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siouxsie and the Banshees'/><title type='text'>Siouxsie and the Banshees</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #ccffff; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ccffff; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/ScrDhVpt-sI/AAAAAAAAAIo/IfsvURwZ9B4/s1600-h/siouxsieandthebanshees_bp.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: #ccffff; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317277287579515586" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/ScrDhVpt-sI/AAAAAAAAAIo/IfsvURwZ9B4/s320/siouxsieandthebanshees_bp.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 252px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I watched a documentary a few years ago which followed groups like The Slits, The Cure and Siouxsie and the Banshees during their embroyonic stages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; The reason why Siouxsie and the Banshees stood out to me is the fact that the original line up had no musical experience at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;They couldn't play any instruments so their set used to comprise of a 20 minute rendition of the Lords Prayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Siouxsie would scream the Lords Prayer while a whole bunch of racket went on in the background.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Don't forget that this was the era of punk so it was totally acceptable and probably what they needed to get enough attention to continue on and actually learn how to play the instruments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Siouxsie's distinctive image has had an influence on many artists, in particular Robert Smith from the Cure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Robert Smith toured as a guitarist with the Banshees in the late 70's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; It was during this time that Robert started to create his image.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Siouxsie had/has a very distinctive look - red slashed lipstick, kubuki style pale skin and black teased/matted hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Robert Smith admits to using Siouxsie's red lipstick when they used to tour and painting outside of his lip line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; As much as I love Robert I think he stole a bit more of her image...what do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/ScrDtrNDGkI/AAAAAAAAAIw/FMT1iejU_jg/s1600-h/Robert+Smith+Siouxsie+Sioux.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: #ccffff; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317277499523275330" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/ScrDtrNDGkI/AAAAAAAAAIw/FMT1iejU_jg/s320/Robert+Smith+Siouxsie+Sioux.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 212px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;It was hard for me to pick a Siouxsie and the Banshees song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;In fact I will more than likely include another song at a different time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;For now I have chosen the song "Peek a Boo". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The reason I have chosen this track is because it shows an example of backmasking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Bascially backmasking is where a song is recorded backward onto a track that is meant to play forward (got that?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; The band had to learn how to play it backwards as well which I give them props for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The backmasking is why the track sounds a bit off centre but I think it works well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; I also love the use of the accordian in Peek a boo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I think the only person in music today that would experiment and use the accordian would be Bjork.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5PjUY8IXvnA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5PjUY8IXvnA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-3565607976213301762?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/3565607976213301762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/03/siouxsie-and-banshees.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/3565607976213301762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/3565607976213301762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/03/siouxsie-and-banshees.html' title='Siouxsie and the Banshees'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/ScrDhVpt-sI/AAAAAAAAAIo/IfsvURwZ9B4/s72-c/siouxsieandthebanshees_bp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-9111766660695809804</id><published>2009-03-25T16:12:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T19:13:32.789+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thicke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beethoven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walter Murphy'/><title type='text'>Beethoven double shot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/Scm9dwQ9vJI/AAAAAAAAAIg/G2xkPpKHjtU/s1600-h/Beethoven.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316989153957493906" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/Scm9dwQ9vJI/AAAAAAAAAIg/G2xkPpKHjtU/s320/Beethoven.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 273px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 219px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ccffff; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Today's double shot is Beethoven inspired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm going to start out with the track from the Saturday Night Fever album "A Fifth of Beethoven" by Walter Murphy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;This is an adaptation of Beethoven's Fifth Symphony. I'm still trying to work out whether this is blasphemous or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;The second track is a sample of a sample (if that makes sense). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Robin Thicke borrows heavily from "A Fifth of Beethoven" to create his song "When I get you alone"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Take a look at both songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dxS0gO_-TQk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dxS0gO_-TQk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B7K7orMOHqY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B7K7orMOHqY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-9111766660695809804?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/9111766660695809804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/03/beethoven-double-shot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/9111766660695809804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/9111766660695809804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/03/beethoven-double-shot.html' title='Beethoven double shot'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/Scm9dwQ9vJI/AAAAAAAAAIg/G2xkPpKHjtU/s72-c/Beethoven.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-7565527962875276523</id><published>2009-03-12T10:41:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T19:09:53.258+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sugar Free'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stimulation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paul Grey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wa Wa Nee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I want you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='So Good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I can&apos;t control myself'/><title type='text'>Wa Wa Nee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SbhMQbiG8hI/AAAAAAAAAIY/_41t_IhSJjc/s1600-h/Wa+Wa+Nee+Blush.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: #ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312079605635936786" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SbhMQbiG8hI/AAAAAAAAAIY/_41t_IhSJjc/s320/Wa+Wa+Nee+Blush.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 287px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 292px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ccffff; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;When I was writing the piece on "Overkill" for Men at Work I stumbled across a few video's by Wa Wa Nee another Australian band during the 80's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Wa Wa Nee were around during the period in time where Oz pub hard rock was at the forefront of music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Men who couldn't dance went to the pub, got pissed and rocked out to the Angles, Cold Chisel or a band of that ilk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; God forbid that there could actually be an Australian pop/funk band with influences like Prince with jangly guitars rather than axe guitars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;It is no wonder that Wa Wa Nee struggled a bit in this market. I think they also stuggled because of their band name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt; I mean what were they thinking when they chose Wa Wa Nee???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Someone must have had a bit of faith in them though because CBS (now Sony) signed them to their label.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Their first single "Stimulation" was released in 1986. With such wonderful lyrics as:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;"Lucky guy his world's on fire he can get it up night and day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh I wish I could get the feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-weight: bold;"&gt;and give the girls something to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-weight: bold;"&gt;All I need to get is stimulation, so get me up against the wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You knew I needed stimulation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-weight: bold;"&gt;but I never thought you'd be that bold."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;The guy in these lyrics obviously didn't require that nasal delivery system I keep hearing about on the radio hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;The track "Sugar Free" made the top 20 in the States.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I remember watching the Tv show "Solid Gold" (remember the Solid Gold dancers???) and the stupid woman host going (and I will have to write part of this phonetically)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; "Here is wawaaaaanie doing the Sugar Free"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;What I want to focus on today is Wa Wa Nee's second album "Blush". I still have a copy of Blush on record and have played it to death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Around the time Blush came out I also saw Wa Wa Nee live (they were support act for Bros but that is a story for another time) and they were an awesome live act.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;In 1988 MTV in Australia used to start at about 11pm at night so they could often play the more "raunchy" videos that you couldn't see during the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I don't know if this was a strategy by CBS but two of Wa Wa Nee's single's for the Blush album ("Can't control myself" &amp;amp; "So good") had "adult" video's (i.e. lot's of naked boobie shots).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;This seemed rather odd to me especially since the song "So Good" (my personal favourite) is a song about God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Take a look at the lyrics and the "censored" video.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;The track on the Youtube link is actually a longer remix as I couldn't find the original.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;Every night I pray God'll be on my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;I need him more than ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;If nothing else but to stay alive, and it's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;So good to know you are gonna be with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;When I need you to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;I realise that the world moves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;With a lot of loving from the heart of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;Every day I know when I walk on out that door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;He's gonna get me home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;Make my life worth living for, and it's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;I really love the way you keep me going on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;Remaining happy if I'm right or wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;Under the umbrella of love I belong, oh yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;Everything I do from this moment on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;I guarantee it's all for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;So I dedicate this love song, and it's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;Every time it rains, anytime you're feeling blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;Just remember he has an umbrella over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;So good to know you could let me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;Love you God and hate you too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;You've forgive whatever I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;and I wanna tell you that I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" style="font-weight: bold;" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HzKqQFC4wdI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HzKqQFC4wdI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I also want to include another track from "Blush" "I want you".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;They were definitely channelling Price for this song but I see that as a good thing. Prince is the shizz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;This has such a great groove going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pfhhc4rlFAI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pfhhc4rlFAI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-7565527962875276523?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/7565527962875276523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-i-was-writing-piece-on-overkill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/7565527962875276523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/7565527962875276523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-i-was-writing-piece-on-overkill.html' title='Wa Wa Nee'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SbhMQbiG8hI/AAAAAAAAAIY/_41t_IhSJjc/s72-c/Wa+Wa+Nee+Blush.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-2711407104797688825</id><published>2009-03-08T01:55:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T19:13:01.967+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrubs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colin Hay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Men at Work'/><title type='text'>Overkill - Men at Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I was really pleased to hear that this song has had a bit of a revival due mostly to Colin Hay's (lead singer of Men at Work) cameo on the show Scrubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to preface this by stating that I have only watched about 2 episodes of Scrubs and don't know it that well. From what I saw it was quite funny but I never bothered to watch the series from the beginning. Apparently this particular episode was called "My Overkill" and Colin Hay was a mysterious troubadour that appears throughout the episode providing a musical interlude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When most people think of the band Men at Work they think of the song "Down under" or horror of horrors associate them with that Supernanny show. The theme song to Supernanny is "Johnny Be Good". Someone should tell the Supernanny producers that it is totally unacceppable behaviour to use such a good song for such a crap show. Naughty chair for them! Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to the song. I have linked Colin's cameo from Scrubs singing "Overkill" plus the original video. I think the mark of really good song is when you can pare it back and you are left with a great melody. No vocal layering, synth, drum machine..just the melody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" style="color: #ccffff;" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RZ45xrtNnzk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RZ45xrtNnzk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lcu7OCIqlqE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lcu7OCIqlqE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-2711407104797688825?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/2711407104797688825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/03/overkill-men-at-work.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/2711407104797688825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/2711407104797688825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/03/overkill-men-at-work.html' title='Overkill - Men at Work'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-6826002219723166616</id><published>2009-02-26T12:24:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T19:05:37.449+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adam ant'/><title type='text'>Adam Ant</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #ccffff; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SaXvkIfkfSI/AAAAAAAAAIA/S_opOhELmLw/s1600-h/adam+ant.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306911139960225058" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SaXvkIfkfSI/AAAAAAAAAIA/S_opOhELmLw/s320/adam+ant.gif" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 290px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;About 6 months ago I bought a book called "Stand and Deliver" which is Adam Ants autobiography.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I was so excited (because I am a big Adam Ant fan) that I celebrated this discovery by purchasing an accompanying Adam Ant T shirt from 80's tees (I know, I know, I need to get out more).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So with my t-shirt on and Adam Ant collection at the ready I began reading his story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I already knew that he suffered from bipolar and in more recent years got in trouble with the law.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I read quite a bit about the latter because it fascinated me as to how he got to that point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;His book was very interesting. It gave a bit of insight into the scene around the time of the Sex Pistols when punk music was in it's embroyonic stages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It quite honestly told Adam's story of struggling with a poor family background, being married young, dealing with undiagonsed bipolar, and reinventing himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Often when I was reading the book I really didn't like Adam. He came across as a right tosser. He treated woman like crap and was a sex addict to boot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The one thing I will give him is that he has been able to look back and tell it how it was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I think he acknowledges how difficult he has been and how his behaviour has manifested itself in his work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When I got nearer to the end of the book I truly felt sad for this guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Here he was clinging on to the fame that he once had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;All of his recent releases bombing badly, record companies refusing to touch him, his acting career failing to take off and his bipolar getting him arrested and committed to a psych hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Even this book was reduced from $30 to $10 in a couple of months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Here were a few bits of trivia that I didn't know previously about Adam:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;His Mum was a cleaner for Paul McCartney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;He dated Jamie Lee Curtis and Heather Graham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;He was dating Amanda Donahoe well before her age of consent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;His Dad was convicted of paedaphillia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Michael Jackson called him to ask where he got his military style jacket from. He also invited him to Neverland to discuss music with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Here is a picture of Adam Ant from his younger years and today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SaXv9kPUVgI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/fos7gAMG5j4/s1600-h/old+new+adam+ant.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306911576904979970" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SaXv9kPUVgI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/fos7gAMG5j4/s320/old+new+adam+ant.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Here is the great track "Stand &amp;amp; Deliver" featuring the dandy highwayman Adam Ant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VPgHbt0ODr4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VPgHbt0ODr4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ack (l from the 90's so maybe not so recent) "Room&amp;nbsp; the top"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uZD4TfytUhQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uZD4TfytUhQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-6826002219723166616?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/6826002219723166616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/02/adam-ant.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/6826002219723166616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/6826002219723166616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/02/adam-ant.html' title='Adam Ant'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SaXvkIfkfSI/AAAAAAAAAIA/S_opOhELmLw/s72-c/adam+ant.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-7803998002827557819</id><published>2009-02-06T17:16:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T19:12:37.592+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Please please please let me get what I want'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Smiths'/><title type='text'>Please please please let me get what I want....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SYvVxoQCX6I/AAAAAAAAAHw/yXVZqrYZ3JY/s1600-h/theSmiths.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299564435126509474" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SYvVxoQCX6I/AAAAAAAAAHw/yXVZqrYZ3JY/s320/theSmiths.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 297px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hi Poptrinketeers...Well the Pop Princess is off abroad for a week but I will be back with more tracks and a bit of a piece I am working on about Adam Ant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I want to leave you with a song that I call 1 minute and 53 seconds of heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Please please please let me get what I want" by the Smiths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This song has recently been covered by Muse and it caused me severe ear cavities. Actually I have heard numerous covers and I can safely say that no one can capture the emotion of the song like Morrisey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It also helps that this song was in the movies "Pretty in Pink" and "Never been kissed" (asinine girly teen angst flicks that I adore).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;So here it is. There isn't an official music video but I encourage just to shut your eyes and listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eu4k5sTzxIw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eu4k5sTzxIw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-7803998002827557819?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/7803998002827557819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/02/please-please-please-let-me-get-what-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/7803998002827557819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/7803998002827557819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/02/please-please-please-let-me-get-what-i.html' title='Please please please let me get what I want....'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SYvVxoQCX6I/AAAAAAAAAHw/yXVZqrYZ3JY/s72-c/theSmiths.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-7665910399894041929</id><published>2009-02-02T09:39:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T09:44:52.813+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Corporate Slave -Snog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Today's song is in loving dedication to my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems fitting at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BXXzaaL8Khw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BXXzaaL8Khw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-7665910399894041929?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/7665910399894041929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/02/corporate-slave-snog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/7665910399894041929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/7665910399894041929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/02/corporate-slave-snog.html' title='Corporate Slave -Snog'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-2178067379240399623</id><published>2009-01-28T10:56:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T19:12:04.655+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The pursuit of happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m an adult now'/><title type='text'>Pursuit of Happiness- I'm an adult now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://dawn.cbcr3.com/nmc/21/21853/Images/TPOH-main.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://dawn.cbcr3.com/nmc/21/21853/Images/TPOH-main.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 199px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 301px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I dug this track out from an old CD last night and thought I may add it to my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It is by a Canadian college band called the "Pursuit of Happiness" (No not the asinine Will Smith movie. Did anyone else have a nap during that film?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;What I didn't realise is that "The Pursuit of Happiness" released this song in 1986 and then rereleased it along with a new music video in 1990.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Both releases of "I'm an adult now" charted well in Canada and made it to #39 in Australia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It is the latter version which I am more familiar with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;One of the reasons I like this song is because of the tongue in cheek lyrics. Take a look they are very funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Well, I don't hate my parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I don't get drunk just to spite them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I've got my own reasons to drink now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Think I'll call my dad up and invite him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I can sleep in till noon anytime I want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Though there's not many days that I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Gotta get up and take on that world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When you're an adult it's no cliché it's the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;'Cause I'm an adult now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm an adult now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I've got the problems of an adult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;On my head and on my shoulders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm an adult now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I can't even look at young girls anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;People will think I'm some kind of pervert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Adult sex is either boring or dirty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Young people they can get away with murder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I don't write songs about girls anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I have to write songs about women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;No more boy meets girl boy loses girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;More like man tries to figure out what the hell went wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I can't take any more illicit drugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I can't afford any artificial joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'd sure look like a fool dead in a ditch somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;With a mind full of chemicals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Like some cheese-eating high school boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sometimes my head hurts and sometimes my stomach hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And I guess it won't be long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Till I'm sitting in a room with a bunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;of people whose necks and backs are aching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Whose sight and hearing's failing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Who just can't seem to get it up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Speaking of hearing, I can't take too much loud music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I mean I like to play it, but I sure don't like the racket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Noise, but I can't hear anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Just guitars screaming, screaming, screaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Some guy screaming in a leather jacket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Wooah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I have linked their version that was released in 1990. The video and track is a little bit slicker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pSDF8VvU13M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pSDF8VvU13M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-2178067379240399623?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/2178067379240399623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/01/pursuit-of-happiness-im-adult-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/2178067379240399623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/2178067379240399623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/01/pursuit-of-happiness-im-adult-now.html' title='Pursuit of Happiness- I&apos;m an adult now'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-8237616084615068647</id><published>2009-01-27T16:23:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T19:03:04.263+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karate Kid'/><title type='text'>Wax On Wax Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SX6aRmX1cNI/AAAAAAAAAGo/LnOM_QaiuP4/s1600-h/Karate+kid.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295839838983254226" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SX6aRmX1cNI/AAAAAAAAAGo/LnOM_QaiuP4/s320/Karate+kid.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 274px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;From the "Say it isn't so" department...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Apparently the Karate Kid is being remade with Will Smith's son as the Karate Kid and Jackie Chan as Mr Miyagi... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;As a complete internet geek I am registering my displeasure with this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So today I salute the first and original Karate Kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Here's to the old crane technique.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4NfkH3Q4JOQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4NfkH3Q4JOQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-8237616084615068647?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/8237616084615068647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/01/wax-on-wax-off_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/8237616084615068647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/8237616084615068647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/01/wax-on-wax-off_27.html' title='Wax On Wax Off'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SX6aRmX1cNI/AAAAAAAAAGo/LnOM_QaiuP4/s72-c/Karate+kid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-8688592747649924697</id><published>2009-01-23T13:00:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T19:02:45.271+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Woman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='White Town'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Imperial March'/><title type='text'>White Town: Your Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This is a track that I have loved for a long time. It has such a cool little groove going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; I thought I would take a peek into who is "White Town" and the background of the song "Your Woman".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Firstly White Town is one guy Jyoti Mishra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Here is a pic of Jyoti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SXklXZVv8zI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/qEsGzK4SdlY/s1600-h/white_town1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: #ccffff; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294303920820056882" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SXklXZVv8zI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/qEsGzK4SdlY/s320/white_town1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 169px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 169px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;This is not what I imagined him to look like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;From the stuff that I have read about Jyoti he seems like a funny self deprecating chap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Here are some things that he has been quoted as saying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;After being asked if he would tour:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;"White Town is just me, Jyoti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I *do* want to play live but I currently have no live incarnation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Plus… how do I do it? Watching a fat bloke prod a synth and peer at a laptop isn’t exactly high drama, is it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;About being a one hit wonder:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Better than being a no-hit wonder!" (Indeed Jyoti..indeed.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lastly this is what Jyoti wrote after being asked if "Your Woman" would make it to iTunes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Heh! Good question - first iTunes take their cut and then EMI... and then I have to wait for the royalties to filter through. But I'll probably get enough for a packet of biscuits in the end."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Just as a note White Town have toured since Jyoti wrote that comment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I thought I would address the lyrics of "Your Woman" because it is a guy singing "I will never be your woman".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Jyoti is a happily married straight man so he gives some thoughts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Being a straight guy in love with a lesbian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Being a gay guy in love with a straight man (not tried this one yet).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Being a straight girl in love with a lying, two-timing, fake-ass Marxist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;The hypocrisy that results when love and lust get mixed up with highbrow ideals"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I knew that there was some sampling in "Your Woman" but until I did a little research recently I had no idea about the history of the track. It begins with a song called "My Woman" by Bing Crosby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; There was a cover of the Bing Crosby song performed by Lew Stone and the Monseigneaur band in 1932.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Jyoti heard this song after watching a TV show called "Pennies from Heaven". He then took the trumpet riff and sampled it for "Your Woman".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;So no, Jyoti wasn't ripping off the "Imperial March" from Star Wars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;It's funny though that so many people mention Star Wars when referring to the track "Your Woman".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Even on Jyoti's website he gets asked about Star Wars. So I will link the Imperial March and you can make up your own mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;While I am on the subject, some smarty pants has mixed in the "Imperial March" into "Your Woman" on Youtube.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm not going to embed it but if you want to take a listen you can go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://au.youtube.com/watch?v=ruU1zycxpms" style="color: #ccffff; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;So here are the tracks in order:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Your Woman" by Whitetown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;"My Woman" by Lew Stone and the Monseigneaur band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;and "The Imperial March" by John Williams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" style="color: #ccffff; font-family: verdana;" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lVL-zZnD3VU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lVL-zZnD3VU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" style="color: #ccffff; font-family: verdana;" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XqH1Q1Pe8J0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XqH1Q1Pe8J0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" style="color: #ccffff; font-family: verdana;" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BQBmTvIwfCQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BQBmTvIwfCQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-8688592747649924697?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/8688592747649924697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/01/white-town-your-woman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/8688592747649924697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/8688592747649924697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/01/white-town-your-woman.html' title='White Town: Your Woman'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SXklXZVv8zI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/qEsGzK4SdlY/s72-c/white_town1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-4198554203017002485</id><published>2009-01-21T16:41:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T19:02:21.245+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Knife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heartbeats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jose Gonzalez'/><title type='text'>Same song, different artist: Heartbeats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SXa1r4LLPvI/AAAAAAAAAGA/3msj0Gpt8bk/s1600-h/008-knife-heartbeats.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293618177438858994" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SXa1r4LLPvI/AAAAAAAAAGA/3msj0Gpt8bk/s320/008-knife-heartbeats.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 254px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 255px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The song today is "Heartbeats" written by the Knife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This song really came to prominence when the version by Jose Gonzalez was used by Sony in their Bravia TV commercials. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;As the Knife wrote the song they got shit-buckets of money from Sony which they used to start a record label.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Which version do you prefer? The original or the Jose Gonzalez cover? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm an electro gal so of course I prefer the Knife. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u9Ly-LUttL0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u9Ly-LUttL0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s4_4abCWw-w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s4_4abCWw-w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-4198554203017002485?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/4198554203017002485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/01/same-song-different-artist-heartbeats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/4198554203017002485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/4198554203017002485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/01/same-song-different-artist-heartbeats.html' title='Same song, different artist: Heartbeats'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SXa1r4LLPvI/AAAAAAAAAGA/3msj0Gpt8bk/s72-c/008-knife-heartbeats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-341352000082356387</id><published>2009-01-20T14:51:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T19:01:52.218+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Metallica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johnny Got a gun'/><title type='text'>Metallica One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SXVKdAyrVGI/AAAAAAAAAF4/zFOS0DzFCio/s1600-h/Johnny+got+his+gun.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293218799333102690" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SXVKdAyrVGI/AAAAAAAAAF4/zFOS0DzFCio/s320/Johnny+got+his+gun.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 280px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 362px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Today's track brings back a lot of memories for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mostly I go back to Year 9 Maths class where we had assigned seating. My seat was next to this boy who used to drum out Metallica and Slayer songs on his desk using his pencils.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Needless to say it drove me near balmy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;However one thing I have to thank this boy for was an introduction to Metallica's "One". When I first saw the video clip I think I was sombre for a good hour after. If you watch it I think you will understand what I am talking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The concept behind the song "One" was inspired by a book called "Johnny got his gun". The book is about a man who goes off to war (WWI) and gets hit by German artillery. He loses his limbs, sight, hearing and smell, leaving him a prisoner in his body (pretty uplifting story so far huh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The video clip for "One" was Metallica's first and it used the film adaptation of "Johnny got his gun" in the storyline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;If you want to take a look at the details for the movie which has now received cult status due to "One" go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0067277/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;IMDB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Johnny got his gun" has been remade recently. It stars that dude from the OC. You can take a look &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1078582/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MTnWTr513LU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MTnWTr513LU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-341352000082356387?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/341352000082356387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/01/metallica-one.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/341352000082356387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/341352000082356387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/01/metallica-one.html' title='Metallica One'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SXVKdAyrVGI/AAAAAAAAAF4/zFOS0DzFCio/s72-c/Johnny+got+his+gun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-2672985771030600738</id><published>2009-01-19T12:52:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T19:01:30.754+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Time after time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hello'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Beloved'/><title type='text'>The Beloved</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SXPc2XEp1oI/AAAAAAAAAFw/SxJSsiifp3s/s1600-h/the+beloved.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292816813555046018" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SXPc2XEp1oI/AAAAAAAAAFw/SxJSsiifp3s/s320/the+beloved.jpeg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ccffff; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;For those out there who have never heard of them, The Beloved are a British electronic music group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I really love the story of how the band was created. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;From Wikipedia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;In 1983, Jon Marsh placed an advertisement in the music press, which read as follows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;"I am Jon Marsh, founder member of the Beloved. Should you too wish to do something gorgeous, meet me in exactly three year's time at exactly 11am in Diana's Diner, or site thereof, Covent Garden, London, WC2."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The first track from the Beloved today is "Hello" (no NOT a cover of the Lionel Ritchie song...shudder) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Any song that lists Willy Wonker and Desmond Tutu is pretty cool in my opinion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;BTW I always thought that the line "little neepsie, chris and do" was actually "Little Nietzsche, Christendom". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;However these lyrics are from the Beloved website.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Take a look:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;"so welcome to the world, yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;all you late-comers, just step onboard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;i'm happy, glad you came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;so welcome home again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;sometimes i feel we must be going mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;hello peter, hello paul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;saints and sinners, welcome all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;tommy cannon and bobby ball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;hello, hello, hello, hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;consider, if you will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;this great big question, unanswered still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;oh, can you spot the difference that lies between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;the colour blue and the colour green?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;sometimes i feel we must be going mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;little richard, little nell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;willy wonka and william tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;salman rushdie and kym mazelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;hello, hello, hello, hello...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;so welcome to the team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;oh, have you worked it out yet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;yeah - the riddle, i mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;what's the answer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;it's plain to see - blue is blue and it always will be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;sometimes i feel that the whole world's going mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;mork and mindy, brian hayes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;barry humphries and paris grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;little neepsie, chris and do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;hello, hello, hello, hello...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;billy corkhill, vince hilaire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;freddie flintstone, fred astaire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;desmond tutu, steve and claire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;hello, hello, hello, hello...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;charlie parker, charlie brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;leslie crowther, come on down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;mary wilson, di and flo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;hello, hello, hello, hello...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;sir bufton tufton, jean paul sartre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;zippy, bungle, jeffrey archer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;andre previn and the lso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;hello, hello, hello, hello..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cbXVQ2MrVME&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cbXVQ2MrVME&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;The second Beloved track today is "Time after time" (no not the Cyndi Lauper song :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;What a beautiful song. Enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6lUSnPy62Lw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6lUSnPy62Lw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-2672985771030600738?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/2672985771030600738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/01/beloved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/2672985771030600738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/2672985771030600738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/01/beloved.html' title='The Beloved'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SXPc2XEp1oI/AAAAAAAAAFw/SxJSsiifp3s/s72-c/the+beloved.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-9016098930764581527</id><published>2009-01-18T00:22:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T19:01:00.017+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What a life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Divinyls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chrissy Amphlett'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Die Young'/><title type='text'>Divinyls: What a life (Good Die Young)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SXHbnF1eGuI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QOxp3lGgwkw/s1600-h/what+a+life.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: #ccffff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292252501764872930" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SXHbnF1eGuI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QOxp3lGgwkw/s320/what+a+life.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 296px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Before I present the track for today I have a number of things I want to discuss first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;1. I went on to You tube and typed in Divinyls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;The overwhelming response was "I touch myself"..ugh. Now "I touch myself is an alright song. I mean it was co written by the guys that wrote "Like a Virgin" (Tom Kelly, Billy Steinberg) so it was most likely going to be a hit BUT it is not a Divinyls song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;The Divinyls cut their teeth in the Oz rock pub scene. They are gutsy and ballsy. I take my hat off to them because they toured their asses off. It just seems a shame to me that they will be mostly remembered for "I touch myself".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;2. I have the "What a life" album on LP (record). I have played this sucker to death. This album is one of my favourites and when I try to play it now it sounds more like a test pattern than anything else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;I wasn't too disheartened by this because I assumed that I would just update and buy the CD of the album..right? Wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The original LP pressing of this album (Australian) is NOT available on CD at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;They have the crumby US version which sucks donkey balls because it is missing some of my most favourite songs like "Talk like rain", "Old Radios"and the title track "What a life".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I don't know why the record company thought "Casual Encounter" was a better track. Go figure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Anyway this is a public plea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;If anyone has a CD/MP3 copy of the original "What a life" please contact me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I will gladly sell my first born for it (or at least my goldfish).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;3. Last year I borrowed Chrissie Amphlett's auto biography from the library. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;She has had one interesting life including time spent in a Spanish prison, constant fighting with Mark McEntee, almost being eviscerated by Aerosmith fans (while being support act),alcoholism, touring and now having MS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;4. I saw Chrissy Amphlett play the role of Judy Garland on stage for the "Boy from Oz". She was amazing. I never would have thought she could have pulled that off but she did it so well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;5. When I went to see the Divinyls play live once there was a guy that Chrissy pulled up on stage. This guy had a HUGE tattoo of Chrissy on his chest. Now THAT my dear readers is a devoted fan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Today’s clip is off the "What a life" album. To me this is classic Divinyls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Enjoy..When the Good Die Young"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0KfGEJQgsTo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0KfGEJQgsTo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-9016098930764581527?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/9016098930764581527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/01/divinyls-what-life-good-die-young.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/9016098930764581527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/9016098930764581527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/01/divinyls-what-life-good-die-young.html' title='Divinyls: What a life (Good Die Young)'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SXHbnF1eGuI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QOxp3lGgwkw/s72-c/what+a+life.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-5389726104826484093</id><published>2009-01-16T11:23:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T19:00:40.617+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alison Clarkson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doin the Do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Where are you baby?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Take off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Betty Boo'/><title type='text'>Betty Boo..Where are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SW_TjBrdgiI/AAAAAAAAAFY/mzqXLWRr-QY/s1600-h/BettyBoo.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291680685883228706" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SW_TjBrdgiI/AAAAAAAAAFY/mzqXLWRr-QY/s320/BettyBoo.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 293px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Do you remember Betty Boo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;She was "Doin the do" at one stage with a couple of hit tracks in the 90's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; She famously came to Australia to do some "live gigs" and was busted lip syncing on stage after she dropped her mike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Apparently the crowd didn't take it too well and booed Betty off stage (Get it booed Betty? Betty Boo? Ah..forget it).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Anyway I thought Betty would have faded into obscurity, put on 20 pounds and developed a poker machine addiction..but no..she released a track in 2007 and it wasn't half bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So today I am taking a look back at Betty (Alison Clarkson) then and now.&lt;br /&gt;To be honest she hasn't changed much at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Here is "Where are you baby"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O26snSXNKLQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O26snSXNKLQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Her more recent track "Take Off"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z13GkvXPCK8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z13GkvXPCK8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-5389726104826484093?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/5389726104826484093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/01/betty-boowhere-are-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/5389726104826484093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/5389726104826484093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/01/betty-boowhere-are-you.html' title='Betty Boo..Where are you?'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SW_TjBrdgiI/AAAAAAAAAFY/mzqXLWRr-QY/s72-c/BettyBoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-9095813646884840691</id><published>2009-01-14T16:53:00.008+11:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T19:00:18.822+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frantic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Libertango'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grace Jones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strange I&apos;ve Seen that Face before'/><title type='text'>Grace Jones -Libertango</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ohm1.com/Grace-Jones-Main.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.ohm1.com/Grace-Jones-Main.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 239px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 196px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Grace Jones is currently in Australia doing some gigs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I didn't realise that she is 60 years old! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Damn I want to age as well as that!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;With Grace being in town it reminded me of my favourite Grace Jones track. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;No it's not "Slave to the Rhythm" or "Pull up to the Bumper".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It is "Strange I've seen that face before (Libertango)".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;This song features quite heavily in the film "Frantic" starring Harrison Ford, although it never made it to the official soundtrack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;There is a part in the song where Grace speaks in French. I never knew what she was saying until recently:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;"What are you searching for? To meet death? Who do you think you are? You hate life, you too...)"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Useless piece of trivia part 1, 2 &amp;amp; 3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;1. Did you know that the song "Slave to the Rhythm" was written for Frankie Goes to Hollywood as a follow up track to "Relax"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;2. Grace at one stage was a muse to Andy Warhol who photographed her extensively.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;3. Grace appeared in the god awful Eddie Murphy movie "Boomerang". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;She played an eccentric supermodel who wanted to call her newly launched perfume "After birth" or "Steel Vagina". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Grace was a crack up and the best thing in this stinker.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3DGhCqoLPr0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3DGhCqoLPr0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-9095813646884840691?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/9095813646884840691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/01/grace-jones-libertango.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/9095813646884840691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/9095813646884840691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/01/grace-jones-libertango.html' title='Grace Jones -Libertango'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-4849934331575590102</id><published>2009-01-14T09:16:00.012+11:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T18:59:57.340+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Someone saved my life tonight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elton John'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bernie Taupin'/><title type='text'>Someone saved my life tonight - Elton John</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SW0SyH_s54I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/LJ9xKkGCkXA/s1600-h/Elton-and-Bernie-Gallery-2-.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290905789579192194" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SW0SyH_s54I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/LJ9xKkGCkXA/s320/Elton-and-Bernie-Gallery-2-.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"And Butterflies are free to fly.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1991 there was a documentary and accompanying album called "Two Rooms".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The documentary was about Elton John and his lyricist Bernie Taupin.&lt;br /&gt;It was called "Two Rooms" because Elton and Bernie have never been in the same room to write a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernie writes the poetry and gives it to Elton.&lt;br /&gt;Elton then works on a melody and often cuts and changes Bernie's lyrics to make it fit.&lt;br /&gt;This is why there are some Elton John songs which don't entirely make sense like "Daniel".&lt;br /&gt;Elton cut out an entire section of "Daniel" which explained that he was a Vietnam vet returning back to his home town.&lt;br /&gt;He was going to be made into a town hero and didn't want to be a hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Two Rooms Bernie brings up the type of lyrics that Elton came up with himself prior to their collaboration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An example is a song called "The Witches House"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I go to the witches house,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I go whenever I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me and Molly Dickinson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In my delivery van.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elton obviously needed lyrical help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brings me to today's selection and the story behind it.&lt;br /&gt;Elton was obviously going through a bit of confusion because he was going to get married and was having second thoughts about tying the knot.&lt;br /&gt;He decides it is all too much for him so he tries to kill himself with the gas oven in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernie describes the rest of the story:&lt;br /&gt;"I walk in and see Elton and what I should have thought was oh my God he has tried to kill himself.&lt;br /&gt;But he was laying on the kitchen floor with a little satin pillow, the gas oven on and all the windows are open."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elton was convinced not to go ahead with the marriage (well duh he's gay..if only someone told Renata) and focus on his musical career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernie writes the lyrics to "Someone saved my life tonight" to commemorate this event:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"And someone saved my life tonight sugar bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You almost had your hooks in me didn't you dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You nearly had me roped and tied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Altar-bound, hypnotised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sweet freedom whispered in my ear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're a butterfly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;And butterflies are free to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fly away, high away, bye bye"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have chosen this version sung live in concert near the time it was released because Elton (after his vocal surgery) can't hit the high notes any more.&lt;br /&gt;He also plays it in a different key to accommodate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a truly amazing song which I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remember people butterflies &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;are &lt;/span&gt;free to fly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ia-s7rY175k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ia-s7rY175k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-4849934331575590102?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/4849934331575590102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/01/someone-saved-my-life-tonight-elton.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/4849934331575590102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/4849934331575590102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/01/someone-saved-my-life-tonight-elton.html' title='Someone saved my life tonight - Elton John'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/SW0SyH_s54I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/LJ9xKkGCkXA/s72-c/Elton-and-Bernie-Gallery-2-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-8277804465484367336</id><published>2009-01-13T09:29:00.008+11:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T18:59:20.957+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kylie Minogue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='German Bold Italic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Groove is in the heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deee lite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cowboy Style'/><title type='text'>A song about a font - German Bold Italic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://g8.undercoverhd.com/imgsresized/article/080502kyliegeisha.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://g8.undercoverhd.com/imgsresized/article/080502kyliegeisha.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 250px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 250px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When I talk to people who are fans of Kylie (Minogue) I always have to test how big of a fan they are because I am a smart arse :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I ask if they know the song German Bold Italic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;To be honest most don't have a clue what I am talking about (I'm used to it by now. The voices in my head know what I am talking about though). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;In case you are in this boat let me break it down for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;There was a track in the 90's called "Groove is in the heart" by the band Deee lite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Towa Tei who was one of the DJ's behind the band Deee lite collaborated with Kylie on this track. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;That is why you can hear samples from "Groove is in the heart" during the song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This was during a period of Kylie's career where she left Mike Waterman (of Stock, Aitken, Waterman fame), changed record labels (to DeConstruction), and decided that she wanted to be an alternative artist (or something like that).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The public didn't take to it.&lt;br /&gt;Neither did her new record company who dumped her after poor sales. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The film clip was directed by Kylie's boyfriend at the time Stephane Sednaoui. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Stephane has directed a number of music video's for various artists such as Jamiroquai, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Björk, and Depeche Mode to name just a few. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This clip looks a little low budget and it follows Kylie dressed as a Geisha through the streets of New York city. (I read "Memoirs of a Geisha" and I don't recall the Geisha's performing in a hot tub wearing a bikini...hmmm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I can't say I am a huge fan of this track but any song that is written about a font has my mark. Fonts are the shizz y'all! If only Google Blogger could have decent fonts!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Here is Kylie in her Geisha glory for German Bold Italic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uVdMS_1zkPA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uVdMS_1zkPA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;As a point of reference here is "Groove is in the heart"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jazGGhokKRI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jazGGhokKRI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Now for a Kylie track during this period that I actually like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Kylie wrote this song about meeting Stephane Sednaoui. It is off the Impossible Princess album.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Kylie live in concert with Cowboy Style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F5Ia3_B2Bu0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F5Ia3_B2Bu0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-8277804465484367336?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/8277804465484367336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/01/song-about-font-german-bold-italic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/8277804465484367336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/8277804465484367336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/01/song-about-font-german-bold-italic.html' title='A song about a font - German Bold Italic'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-7428754113763655364</id><published>2009-01-12T14:00:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T18:26:48.617+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beastie Boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Slater'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pump up the volume'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Pixies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leonard Cohen'/><title type='text'>Pump Up the Volume</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-NpcC2qII/AAAAAAAAASo/-HQqfApAJu4/s1600/Pump+up+the+volume.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-NpcC2qII/AAAAAAAAASo/-HQqfApAJu4/s320/Pump+up+the+volume.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;When I was in high school I had a bit of a crush on Christian Slater.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't care that he was a Jack Nicholson wanna be. I just thought he was hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I revisted the movie "Pump up the Volume" because I thought it would be a little nostalgic journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can honestly say that it hasn't really stood the test of time. The acting is poor, the teen angst storyline has been done a zillion times and it is pretty implausible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who have never seen the film it is about a teenager who moves to Arizona and has zero friends. He has a short wave radio set which he uses to become his night time alter ego -pirate radio DJ Happy Harry Hard On.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that has stood the test of time is the soundtrack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Some tracks and artists from the film include:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kick Out The Jams"&lt;br /&gt;Performed by Bad Brains with Henry Rollins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wave of Mutilation (U.K. Surf)"&lt;br /&gt;Performed by The Pixies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Titanium Expose"&lt;br /&gt;Performed by Sonic Youth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Everybody Knows"&lt;br /&gt;Performed by Leonard Cohen&lt;br /&gt;Also performed by Concrete Blonde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Scenario"&lt;br /&gt;Performed by The Beastie Boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;(I give this movie props for including the Beastie Boys track "Scenario" as it was an unreleased track until it appeared in 1998 on a bootleg called "Original III".&lt;br /&gt;I would feature this track if I could find a decent recording of it. If anyone is out there who has this track drop me a line.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Freedom of Speech"&lt;br /&gt;Performed by Above The Law&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Heretic"&lt;br /&gt;Performed by Soundgarden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tale O' The Twister"&lt;br /&gt;Performed by Chagall Guevara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dad, I'm in Jail"&lt;br /&gt;Performed by Was Not Was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a number of favourites from the soundtrack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One is Leonard Cohen's "Everybody Knows" which is currently being used in Australia in a cancer council commercial. It's really enjoyable listening to Leonard while images of clogged arteries being squeezed are flashed on your TV :( (Just as an aside am I the only person who hates these ads?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is the track minus the clogged arteries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yG5e1oaen-M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yG5e1oaen-M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Freedom of Speech" from Above the Law is another track I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Now what's really known as a radio cut?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;When you can's say (shit) and you can't say (fuck)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;I really think you wanna hear it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;But the radio stations, you see, they still gonna fear it&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Yo, I thought this country was based upon freedom of speech&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Freedom of press, freedom of your own religion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;To make your own decision, now that's baloney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cause if I gotta play by your rules, I'm bein phoney&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Yo, I got to cater to this person or that person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;I got to rhyme for the white or the black person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Why can't it all be equal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Music is a universal language for all people."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qV7T9escp20&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qV7T9escp20&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last track I want to mention is "Wave of Mutilation" by the Pixies.&lt;br /&gt;I recently saw Frank Black (lead singer of the Pixies) boasting live on stage that he was one of the first people to mention "El Nino" in a song.&lt;br /&gt;Well Frank, Flock of Seagulls mentioned the Aurora Borealis in one of their tracks and they didn't bang on about it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, it is a great track. Take a look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o4ddpFDC63Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o4ddpFDC63Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-7428754113763655364?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/7428754113763655364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/01/pump-up-volume.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/7428754113763655364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/7428754113763655364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/01/pump-up-volume.html' title='Pump Up the Volume'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-NpcC2qII/AAAAAAAAASo/-HQqfApAJu4/s72-c/Pump+up+the+volume.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419213370473861522.post-1346107223371034516</id><published>2009-01-10T11:50:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T18:58:59.858+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Till Linderman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rammstein'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Armin Meiwes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mein Teil'/><title type='text'>Freaky Ass Story of the Day - Mein Teil Rammstein</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Once upon a time there was a guy in Germany called Armin Meiwes.&lt;br /&gt;Armin decided to put an advert on the internet for someone to eat (mmmm...nice). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Some very well adjusted man answered the ad and agreed for Armin to eat him (stay with me on this one..) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armin drugs the man and plies him with alcohol while taking off selections of his body to eat....they both have a bit of a nosh of the mans nether regions (ewwwwwww). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man didn't live (funny that) but Armin didn't require any additional protein in his diet for weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not making this story up. It really did happen and it is the subject of Rammstein's song "Mein Teil". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rammstein are extremely good at taking the piss so when they perform it on stage the keyboard player Flake is brought out in a big copper pot with steam rising from it. Till Linderman the lead singer has a mike which when you flip it around is a knife and he is dressed in a butchers apron and hat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the song is sung in German here are some snippets of the lyrics translated into English: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Today I will meet a gentleman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He likes me so much he could eat me up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;soft things and even hard ones are on the menu...&lt;br /&gt;It's just so well seasoned and so nicely flambéed and so lovingly served on porcelain and with it, a good wine and gentle candlelight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yet, I'll take my time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You've got to have some culture&lt;br /&gt;Because you are what you eat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and you know what it is..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;If you are a sick bastard like me who would like to read the full account of Armin Meiwes you can read about it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Armin_Meiwes"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I may personally go vegetarian for a for a few weeks :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Here are Rammstein on stage doing their thing for "Mein Teil" (My Part). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fE8EMWxuZB0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fE8EMWxuZB0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6419213370473861522-1346107223371034516?l=poptrinkets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/feeds/1346107223371034516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/01/freaky-ass-story-of-day-mein-teil.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/1346107223371034516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6419213370473861522/posts/default/1346107223371034516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poptrinkets.blogspot.com/2009/01/freaky-ass-story-of-day-mein-teil.html' title='Freaky Ass Story of the Day - Mein Teil Rammstein'/><author><name>Pop Trinkets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502548436209272274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSHkzD3C4uY/TG-IhlOgmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/3kWtOlRqH2k/S220/Anne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
