To be honest, I originally just picked this video because I liked the name of the song and it reminded me of how, for one semester, I was friends with a guy in college who had a cocaine connection. He was very popular during the fall semester but then he transferred to another college and he didn’t bother to tell anyone where he got his cocaine from before he left. On the whole, that was probably a good thing since I don’t anyone in my social circle really needed a raging cocaine addiction but still, I often wonder if he realizes that, to this very day, his former group of friends still debate where he got his cocaine from.
Anyway, after I picked this video, I actually watched it and you know what? I absolutely love it. I love both the video and the song. Alice Martin is a force of nature.
Oh, the goodbye hug. The tearful break-up. The understanding farewell. The moment when you watch someone walk away and it becomes clear that the two of you will probably never see each other again. We’ve all been through that type of pain and, more often than not, when we remember the moment, we remember it as being in black-and-white. Selena Gomez was the perfect choice for this song, bringing truthful sadness and emotion to the lyrics.
This video was directed by Dave Meyers. Dave Meyers has directed a lot of videos. How many Dave Meyers videos have we shared on this site? I don’t know, I’ve lost track. Whatever it is that it takes to make someone into a good music video director, Dave Meyers definitely has it. This, of course, is actually the second video for this song. The first video has a sort of sci-fi feel to it. I prefer Meyers’s more emotional approach.
Remember when Selena Gomez shows up in The Big Short and explained how some sort of stock market concept worked. And some old lady said, “I like Selena Gomez, I’ll invest in whatever she’s investing in.” That was a weird scene and I have to admit that I still have no idea how the stock market works.
I usually don’t follow or comment on celebrity gossip because I find it to be tacky but I was happy when Chris Martin divorced Gwyneth Paltrow. I was concerned that she was using all of his Coldplay money to invest in making candles. I will admit that I kind of pictured the “Dinner Party” episode of The Office whenever I imagined what it was like to visit Chris and Gwyneth. “Hey, babe? How about we take the beer sign down until our guests leave and then we can discuss it.”
Anyway, enjoy!
We had that kind of love I thought that it would never end Oh, my lover, oh, my other, oh, my friend We talked around in circles and We talked around and then I loved you to the moon and back again
You gave everything this golden glow Now turn off all the stars ’cause this I know That it hurts like so To let somebody go
All the storms we weathered Everything that we went through Now, without you, what on earth am I to do? When I called the mathematicians and I ask them to explain They said love is only equal to the pain
And when everything was going wrong You could turn my sorrow into song Oh, it hurts like so To let somebody go To let somebody go Oh-oh (oh-oh) Oh-oh (Let somebody, let somebody go) yeah
Oh, oh-oh (oh), when you love somebody (oh) When you love somebody (oh) Got to let somebody know Oh, oh-oh (oh), when you love somebody (oh) When you love somebody (oh) Got to let somebody know So, when you love somebody When you love somebody
Then it hurts like so To let somebody go It hurts like so To let somebody go
But you’re still with me, now I know (Let somebody, let somebody go) Oh-oh (let somebody, let somebody go) But you’re still with me, now I know
That scene still creeps me out, even though I’ve seen it several hundred times and, of course, I fully understand that redrum is actually just Danny’s way of saying murder. Maybe if Danny had just said murder to begin with, a lot of trouble and drama could have been avoided at the Overlook Hotel.
Stanley Kubrick never won an Oscar.. That’s just something to think about today as we consider the 2021 Oscar nominations.
This is a piece of music that I’ve had stuck in my head ever since the middle of January. What can I say? The more days pass, the more you think about Time. Whenever I hear this piece of music, I wonder if that top ever stopped spinning. I also wonder if this is real or if it’s all a dream. That’s the power of a great musical score. Much time has passed but I’m happy to say that there’s still much time to come.
Today’s song is dedicated to the people who bullied a friend of mine off of twitter last week.
Thank you, Lily Allen, for saying what needed to be said.
Enjoy!
[Verse 1] Look inside, look inside your tiny mind Then look a bit harder ‘Cause we’re so uninspired, so sick and tired Of all the hatred you harbour So you say it’s not okay to be gay Well, I think you’re just evil You’re just some racist who can’t tie my laces Your point of view is medieval
[Chorus] Fuck you (Fuck you), fuck you very, very much ‘Cause we hate what you do And we hate your whole crew So please, don’t stay in touch (Da-da-da-da-da-da-da) Fuck you (Fuck you), fuck you very, very much ‘Cause your words don’t translate And it’s getting quite late So please, don’t stay in touch
[Verse 2] Do you get, do you get a little kick out of being small minded? You want to be like your father, it’s approval you’re after Well, that’s not how you find it Do you, do you really enjoy living a life that’s so hateful? ‘Cause there’s a hole where your soul should be You’re losing control of it And it’s really distasteful
[Chorus] Fuck you (Fuck you), fuck you very, very much ‘Cause we hate what you do And we hate your whole crew So please, don’t stay in touch (Da-da-da-da-da-da-da) Fuck you (Fuck you), fuck you very, very much ‘Cause your words don’t translate And it’s getting quite late So please, don’t stay in touch
[Bridge] Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you Fuck you
[Verse 3] You say you think we need to go to war Well, you’re already in one ‘Cause it’s people like you that need to get slew No one wants your opinion
[Chorus] Fuck you (Fuck you), fuck you very, very much ‘Cause we hate what you do And we hate your whole crew So please, don’t stay in touch (Da-da-da-da-da-da-da) Fuck you (Fuck you), fuck you very, very much ‘Cause your words don’t translate And it’s getting quite late So please, don’t stay in touch
[Outro] Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you (Da-da-da-da-da-da-da) Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
Seriously, it’s a strange song and a strange video. Myself, I don’t have the slightest idea how to throw a punch. When I was like 5, I was crying because some bigger girls were bullying me and my grandmother told me that I needed to break their noses. She didn’t really explain how I was supposed to do that, though. And I’m glad that she didn’t because I don’t believe in violence. At heart, I’m a pacifist. Plus, I actually broke my nose once and it hurt like Hell. I wouldn’t wish that type of pain on anyone, other than a certain ex-boyfriend and the two bitches who ran a friend of mine off twitter this past weekend. That’s all I’ll say about that. I don’t believe in spiritual karma but I do believe in karma as a self-fulfilling prophecy. And if you’re so empty and foul-hearted that you have no trouble attacking a stranger who was just trying to talk about something that he enjoyed …. well, then you’re pretty much destined to be miserable no matter what happens in your life. They say most people’s destinies have been determined by the time they turn 5. So, if you’re reading this right now, get used to whatever your life is like right now.
If I was in the ring, it would probably be like round one on this video, a bunch of punches and jabs that don’t actually make contact. I have a feeling that it would hurt to punch someone, which is one reason why I don’t have any interest in doing that. My hands are too pretty for bruises.
A friend of mine in Scotland turned me onto Bloc Party. I like them a lot. Their new album, Alpha Games, is set to be released on April 29th, 2022.
Enjoy!
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its a riot at infernos, the filth are on their way lusty casanova, been making eyes again the bouncers made a movie, upload it to world star, scrag fight! she wants to send a message but she’s taken it too far there’s blood on the dancefloor extensions on the bar i blame the Jägermeister and the vodka lemonade and now these boys can’t cope
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how many times will he use the same lines? how many maidens will fall for his charms? how many? how many? he crossed a line he should never have crossed he promised her things
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Through the Shattered Lens 