Idle Speculation on a One Hit Wonder

It’s been ten years since Meredith Brooks charted her only hit song, "Bitch". The song itself was one of those songs celebrating the essence of womanhood, or at least the essence of using being a woman as an excuse for mercurial mood swings and taunting a male if he couldn’t handle idiocy from his lover. You know, a retread of Sheryl Crow’s "Strong Enough To Be My Man", but without the remorse and with a dirty word as its name. Brooks charted with that song, but that’s it for her. Even Alanis Morissette got more than one single from the scthick.

So I was wondering today: Ten years later, who does Meredith Brooks hate to get mixed up with most?

  • Meredith Baxter-Birney?
  • Merril Bainbridge, whose 1994 song "Mouth" also was one word long but was upbeat and fun, something a even a guy could sing without feeling dirty:

  • Elizabeth Wurtzel, author of the book Bitch: In Praise of Difficult Women:

  • Burgess Meredith
  • That one waitress at Applebee’s.

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Name That Muzak

Heart, “Alone”, Bad Animals, uh, Capitol Records, 1987. No, I don’t think years of working in the retail industry has changed me at all. I mean, I have come up with maybe a few, A-ha, “The Sun Always Shines on TV”, Hunting High and Low, 1984, Warner Brothers, character tics.

Like playing Name That Muzak. I realize it might not be the sanest thing in the world, but I like it anyway. To relieve those long hours of tedious, repetitive hours of labor on a sales floor (unless, of course, my bosses are reading in which it was challenging and intellectually satisfying, of course), a couple of associates and myself might have taken to playing guess the song that’s piped in to the store.

Our store doesn’t have the variety with, “Passionate Kisses”, Mary Chapin Carpenter, lyrics, so it always poses just that little bit of mental work that gets us through the day. There’s nothing like hearing some strange thing done on a piccolo and determining it to be, “These Eyes”, The Guess Who, it’s on These Eyes, a re-release I own, a song you know. It impresses your friends anyhow.

The rules are simple. Just take, Denise Williams, “Let’s Hear it for the Boy”, Footloose soundtrack, the next song that comes onto the Muzak wherever you have to suffer through Muzak. It’s always better if there’s someone with you so that you don’t go babbling off titles to yourself in a crowd of strangers, though. Try and place the melody and name it.

The points are scored for naming the song, the artist, an, “Three Time Loser”, Dan Seal, album the song appears on, the year it was released, the record label, and any covers of the song since then. Points are also given on how well you lie if you don’t know any of the answers, but can quickly spiel off an answer that might really be it. Easy tips for this are to pick the song title or the artist’s name as the album title, and hitting one of the big players for the label. That way, “Life in the Fast Lane”, the Eagles, Hotel California, 1976, Asylum, you can get points and not even need to be right. A knowledge of music helps, but is not essential.

No points are scored during the Christmas season, however, because there are only so many Christmas songs to go around. Points can be scored, too, if you can name the artist that is doing the Muzakal rendition, but if I come across anyone that does, I won’t play. I can’t stand losing to people who are either that big into Muzak or who can lie that much better than me.

Contrary to popular belief, “You Belong to the City”, Glenn Frey, Miami Vice Soundtrack, this innocent pastime does not become a compulsion, and you will not find yourself blurting out random titles and singers in restaurants, elevators, malls, or other public places. Even if, “Don’t Fear the Reaper”, Blue Oyster Cult, it does, they can’t put you away for it.

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A Dozen Of Dimes

For not particular reason, I started thinking of songs that mention dimes. Including:

  • “My Hometown” by Bruce Springsteen
    I was eight years old, running with a dime in my hand….
  • “Downtown Train” by Rod Stewart
    I’m shining like a new dime….
  • “Operator” by Jim Croce
    You can keep the dime.
  • “Raspberry Beret” by Prince
    I was working part time at the five and dime…

Okay, that’s not a dozen, but I do have comments enabled here. You help me round out the list, okay?

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Trade Deficit

The number one grossing Australian entertainment act from last year? It wasn’t Beccy Cole. It wasn’t Nicole Kidman. It wasn’t even AC/DC. Not even close:

The Wiggles were Australia’s top-earning entertainers last year, ahead of No. 2 AC/DC and No. 3 Nicole Kidman. The four men in brightly colored T-shirts, accompanied by a cast of characters including Dorothy the Dinosaur and Wags the Dog, grossed $39 million last year.

I am in the wrong business.

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What’s Better Than A Group of Midgets Dressing Up and Singing Like KISS?

KISSing UP:
Small in stature, tribute band lives large in honor of Gene Simmons and company
:

Almost exactly a decade ago, Joey Fatale had the idea for MiniKISS, the “littlest KISS tribute band in the world.”

He was moving and, in the process, going through his vinyl records when he came upon his copy of “Alive!” the 1975 live album that helped make KISS a legend.

“I thought it would be great to have a band of little people dressed up as KISS,” Fatale said. “I threw it together as a fluke.”

The only thing that could make it better is realizing it’s not the only one:

MiniKISS clicked with Comedy Central’s mock-news program “The Daily Show,” which recently did a broad parody involving the “rivalry” between MiniKISS and Tiny Kiss, another KISS tribute band with a little-people lineup. On the MiniKISS Web site, Fatale has more or less foreclosed on commenting on Tiny Kiss, but he’s taken marketing precautions.

Isn’t this country great?

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I Want Their Therapy

Apparently, the producers of Channel4.com have blotted the movie Dirty Dancing from their minds; otherwise, how could they call Eric Carmen a one-hit wonder for his song “All By Myself”?

Oh, they’re British.

As if that’s some excuse they didn’t spend much of the late 1980s suffering through “Make Me Lose Control” on the radio.

My psychiatrist appreciates the difference and is glad I was not born in Leeds.

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Words That Do Not Belong In Country Songs, Part V

Groovin’, as in “When the Sun Goes Down“:

’cause when the sun goes down
we’ll be groovin’
when the sun goes down
we’ll be feelin’ alright

Kenny Chesney, you used to be a cowboy. Why, you once stole a horse from the Law. But the beachfront property addled your brain, and suddenly you’re sounding like something out of a 50s sock hop….granted, one where you’ve snuck in some booze, but come on, groovin’?

Exception to the Rule: I guess you can talk about groovin’ if and only if you’re singing about a plunge router, perhaps in a song entitled "If I Could, I Wood" about being briefly lonely when your woman tells you to choose between her and your sweet basement workshop.

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Words That Do Not Belong In Country Songs, Part IV

Makin’ it shake, as in "Boot Scootin’ Boogie":

I see outlaws, inlaws crooks & straights all out makin’ it shake
Doin’ the boot scootin’ boogie

Ronnie, it’s okay to adopt a musical persona that’s from KC, but it is not appropriate to channel KC and the Sunshine Band. Boogie’s bad enough, but the graphic depiction of what happens during a boogie is too much.

Exception to the Rule: It’s okay to make it shake so long as you’re performing some act of violence upon it, such as grabbing a grizzly by the throat and throttling it vigorously.

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Words That Do Not Belong In Country Songs, Part III

Jimmy Buffett, as in "It’s Five O’Clock Somewhere“:

At a moment like this, I can’t help but wonder,
What would Jimmy Buffett do?

Alan Jackson committed this particular travesty. For the love of Pete, Jackson, do you see Hank Williams or Willie Nelson or Merle Haggard or Waylon Jennings or Johhny Cash drinking freaking hurricanes? You’re treading a fine line here trying to work into some beach cowboy territory. I know the kids are all into it these days, but come on. A country duet that involves Jimmy Buffett? What’s next, the Wiggles?

Exception to the Rule: You may refer to a Jimmy buffet if you’re eating in the back of your old GMC SUV.

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Words That Do Not Belong In Country Songs, Part II

Bling-bling, as in "Celebrity":

    Well, I don’t give a dang about nothing
    I’m singing and bling-blinging

I don’t care how big your belt buckle is nor how much your spurs resemble spinners, cowpoke, you should never refer to them as bling-bling.

Exception to the Rule: You may refer to bling-bling if it’s the sound you hear when your shots at a rival who’s done wronged you ricochet.

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Words That Do Not Belong In Country Songs, Part I

Latte, as in "Celebrity":

I can throw a major fit
When my latte isn’t just how I like it

Cowboys named, what, Starbuck?

Fer cryin’ out loud, men who listen to country music drink coffee. Not flavored coffee, neither, and without milk or cream.

Exception to the Rule: A country song can use the word Latte if and only if it refers to a woman named Latte. Kinda like Vidalia.

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They’ve Got An Awful Lot of Coffee in Brazil

Frank predicted this story: “Brazil free school breakfast menu to offer coffee“:

Brazil’s coffee industry has brewed up a plan to serve up to 1 million schoolchildren a free breakfast — complete with a cup of java.

Brazil’s Coffee Industry Association (Abic) is seeking the support of 50 roasters to launch a pilot “Adopt-a-School” programme to feed breakfast to 1 million Brazilian school children aged 6 to 18.

It’s best not to dwell upon what the Brazillian Rubber Industry Association provides the children in Rio de Janerio.

(Link seen on Ace of Spades HQ.)

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