That, of course, is mostly a message to myself. I’m not depressed. Instead, I’m just exhausted. I’ve been up since Thursday, trying to catch up on all the movies that I still need to see before posting my personal picks for the best of the year and I imagine that I won’t be getting any sleep until Tuesday evening. You want to talk about exhaustion? Try watching Avatar: The Way of the Water and Black Panther: Wakanda Forever, one after another. For two thoroughly ludicrous films featuring an underwater civilization, they’re good enough. But they’re also very long. Fortunately, Puss In Boots: The Last Wish woke me right up.
Anyway, this video and this song woke me up too. Positive energy, people! Keep it positive!
For today’s music video of the day, we have a music video directed by Gia Coppola! Gia is the granddaughter of Francis Ford and the niece of Sofia and Roman. She also directed one of my favorite films of the past ten years, Palo Alto.
With this video, Miley Cyrus lets the world know that she doesn’t need Liam Hemsworth to have fun. Or, at least, that seems to be the most popular interpretation online. Myself, whenever I see a Miley Cyrus video, I remember how, whenever The Soup did a segment on her, the producer would yell, “It’s Miley!”
RIP, Lisa Marie Presley. The daughter Elvis and the mother of Riley Keough passed away yesterday at the age of 54.
In this video, she sings about the vultures in the tabloid press that she had to deal with for most of her life. Dirty Laundry was originally written by Don Henley. Lisa Marie covered it on her album, Now What?
Lyrics:
I make my living off the Evening News
Just give me somethin’, somethin’ I can use
People love it when you lose, they love dirty laundry
Well, I could’ve been an actor but I wound up here
I just have to look good, I don’t have to be clear
Come and whisper in my ear, give us dirty laundry
Kick ’em when they’re up, kick ’em when they’re down
Kick ’em when they’re up, kick ’em when they’re down
Kick ’em when they’re up, kick ’em when they’re down
Kick ’em when they’re up, kick ’em all around
We got the bubble headed bleach blonde who comes on at five
She can tell you ’bout the plane crash with a gleam in her eye
It’s interesting when people die, give us dirty laundry
Can we film the operation? Is the head dead yet?
You know the boys in the newsroom got a running bet
Get the widow on the set! We need dirty laundry
You don’t really need to find out what’s goin’ on
You don’t really want to know just how far it’s gone
Just leave well enough alone, eat your dirty laundry
Kick ’em when they’re up, kick ’em when they’re down
Kick ’em when they’re up, kick ’em when they’re down
Kick ’em when they’re up, kick ’em when they’re down
Kick ’em when they’re stiff, kick ’em all around
Kick ’em when they’re up, kick ’em when they’re down
Kick ’em when they’re up, kick ’em when they’re down
Kick ’em when they’re up, kick ’em when they’re down
Kick ’em when they’re stiff, kick ’em all around
Dirty little secrets, dirty little lies
We got our dirty little fingers in everybody’s pie
We love to cut you down to size, we love dirty laundry
We can do “The Innuendo,” we can dance and sing
When it’s said and done we haven’t told you a thing
We all know that crap is king, give us dirty laundry
Kick ’em when they’re up, kick ’em when they’re down
Kick ’em when they’re up, kick ’em when they’re down
Kick ’em when they’re up, kick ’em when they’re down
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