April 30th, 2010

I don’t keep up with pop music very much.  In my youth, I felt it imperative to know at any given time what songs were in the top ten, the names of key individuals in popular bands, which forms of music were considered cool within my peer group and which were not.

Now, I don’t really care.  However, I still flip over to the music channels when AXN, (pretty much the only channel we get in English with normal, cheesy entertainment for the masses) descends even below my minimal standards and the History Channel is just talking about old stuff.  I seldom bother with the news channels at all because that is what the internet is for.

Any  of them can get repetitive if you watch them too much.  Movie channels repeat shamelessly, The History Channel is obsessed with WWII, about which we know almost everything, and the life of Christ, about which we really know almost nothing, but that doesn’t stop them.  Discovery Channel is always blowing something up, and Animal Planet is always showing the animal version of Cops.

So, a couple of days ago, I was just watching music videos while I browsed the news on the internet, and I got a song stuck in  my head which will not come out.  You all know how that goes.

Anyway, the song is that one where they sing “I’m trying to find the words to describe you without being disrespectful” and then they say “Damn, you’re a sexy chick” about 10 gazillion times.

I once requested Elvis Presley’s “Hound Dog” at Karaoke night, and I was sorry I did.  After you repeat the same thing enough times, it invariably just sounds stupid.

Also, as a writer, it kind of pisses me off.  I search my brain, I sit and ponder, I count syllables, I come up with long, elaborate poems with tight rhyme schemes in which every word makes sense and I’m not repeating myself, and along comes somebody with a stupid, unoriginal line like “Damn, you’re a sexy chick,” puts a good beat behind it and some sexy women in a video, and they are off to the races, raking in the money hand over fist and attending awards ceremonies.

Nonetheless, I had the song stuck in my head all day and this was quite interesting as made my way around town.  The music sort of began to form the background for what I was seeing, a real life video in real time.

Of course, at many points it was a comedy video.  My mind is singing “Damn, you’re a sexy chick” and I see people passing who are old, fat, male or for some other reason most definitely not a sexy chick.

However, there was one stretch, while changing from the Green Line to the Yellow at Mustek, when it worked out beautifully.  There were the two young girls, giggling over something, there is nothing sexier to me than a giggling girl, then the well dressed 30ish brunette, probably worked in an office, maybe having an affair, certainly has offers, then the African girl with enormous breasts and elaborately painted nails, a little on the hefty side perhaps, but damn what a sexy chick.  As the beat kept pounding in my head, the parade of beautiful women seemed never ending.

Then I saw one approaching who was quite slender with wavy, light brown hair and a cute little beret on top of her head and as she approached….OMG she must be 60 years old, and I’m back to the comedy video again.

I’ll bet she was a sexy chick once, though.  Damn, girl.

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