Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Call Me! Call Me!

I have always loved Blondie. Who doesn't? Well, technically, I've always loved "Call Me" because it's always played on the radio. Debbie Harry has a crazy awesome voice, and I've always wanted to be like her. I imagine myself singing like her, even though I sound nasally. Whatever, don't judge.

You know who also loves Debbie Harry? Haley Reinhart. You might not know who she is, so I will tell you. And then you will be infinitely grateful. And hopefully you'll comment. And then you'll start watching American Idol. And then you'll vote for her. And then she'll win. Yes, this post is going to set A LOT in motion.

Haley Reinhart is a contestant on this year's American Idol season. You might be asking: K, you watch American Idol!?

Yes, I do. But I haven't always watched it. I'm watching this season specifically for Haley, and no, I don't know her personally.

So now we're going to take a Haley Reinhart journey.

Before Idol, she was just a student at Harper College. I think that's in Chicago, but I don't know. I've never heard of it. But she studied jazz. And she sung Corinne Bailey Rae.


And then she tried out for American Idol in 2010. Unfortunately, it wasn't her time, but they told her to come back. In 2011 (or late 2010, I suppose), she auditioned for the new judges, AND THEY LOVED HER. Well, obviously, right? I wish I had watched back then, but I didn't have any desire to watch American Idol. They unleashed David Cook on the world. I wanted nothing to do with it.

So she got past Hollywood, and for her first live song choice, she chose "Fallin'" by Alicia Keys. I can remember when this song came out. That makes me feel kind of old.


Yeah, she's good right? She started out strong and advanced.

Then she sang "Blue" by Patsy Cline although I'm pretty positive she sung the Leann Rimes version. Even though she was awesome, I don't think people really got her. I mean, she jumped from Alicia Keys to Patsy/Leann. People were just confused, I think. And they didn't know her as a person yet, so she was in the Bottom 3. 

Then she went back in the other direction, with more jazz influences. She chose Whitney Houston. That is always a bad decision in this contestant. Hear that, future contestants? DON'T SING WHITNEY HOUSTON. Seriously, take heed of my advice. I know things. I promise. 

So, anyway, she was yet again in the Bottom 3. She was probably getting pretty comfortable there, too. Luckily, she was safe. BUT she knew she only had one. more. chance.

The next week? She sung Elton John. But it was not just any Elton John song. It was "Bennie and the Jets." And she rocked it with every piece of her.



I found this video because of a Yahoo! article. I started watching the next week because this video was so good. I even bought the studio version. Yeah, I spent actual money on American Idol, and I am not even close to ashamed.

I didn't think she could get any better. Until this week.

Tonight, she sang "Call Me" by Blondie. And with that, I will leave you to watch and listen. She's truly amazing.


Are you watching American Idol this season? Who is your favorite?

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Thug Life

Real, true life conversation between two people on my Facebook (y'all, I can't make this shit up):

I hope you can't tell what a novice I am at editing FB screenshots. Of course you can't, because I'm a pro!

Because I had to keep random dude's anonymity, you can't see that homeboy is white. 

All I could say is, "What the eff, boy?! You ain't Tupac!" And I don't even talk like that. But those were my first thoughts. I'm just trying to keep it real.

Sadly, I can say with almost certainty that homeboy doesn't even listen to Tupac. If he doesn't listen to Tupac, he most definitely doesn't know Tupac started the "Thug Life" tattoos. But, to be fair, I bet Homeboy knows how to solve our world's biggest problems like famine and disease is an all around idiot who doesn't know much of anything. Although I have to giggle at the thought that Homeboy might also get Pac's Nefertiti tattoo. There's nothing like having a fertility goddess on your chest to woo the ladies.

Did you read that boys? There's nothing like having a fertility goddess on your chest to woo the ladies.

How would Tupac feel about white kids from the suburbs getting "Thug Life" tattoos? Though I can't say for certain, Pac was a pretty laid-back guy. I think he would sing them a song and tenderly touch their cheeks and tell them it's gonna be alright. And then in my fantasies, he'd slap them across the face and tell them to grow the eff up.


This is obvs the song he'd sing.

Oh, and in interest of full disclosure, I am not an avid Tupac fan. I hope you weren't getting your hopes up that a (kind of) prim and proper white girl from the South is a Pac fan. I like him, but I can't confess to being a closet fan. I listen to Adele and Justin Bieber, not hardcore rap. That's just the way it is.