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Se os anos 90 forem os novos anos 80 (conforme se aventa por estas plagas), em breve relembraremos das pérolas elencadas a seguir:
• Locomia - Umas das sensações do início dos 90 foi o grupo espanhol Locomia. Formado por Xavier Font (único homossexual assumido da trupe, que depois foi substituído por Francesc Picas), Manuel Arjona, Carlos Armas e Juan Antonio Fuentes (que, posteriormente, cederia o posto a Santos Blanco), eles atuavam de maneira informal na discoteca “Ku”, em Ibiza, desde 1984. Suas apresentações já contavam com os leques que os caracterizariam. Descobertos pela EMI e fixados em Madri, os rapazes lançam em 1989 o auto-intitulado hit “Locomia”, que vira uma febre. Mesmo tidos como gays, as mulheres iam à loucura. Chegaram a vender três milhões de discos com canções extremamente comerciais. No final de 1992, os membros originais se separam.
• Salt-N-Pepa - Com o lançamento do álbum “Very Necessary” em 1993, o trio Salt-N-Pepa atinge o auge. Formado por três garotas do Queens, em Nova York, elas eram as únicas mulheres no meio do hip hop americano em fins dos 80 e começo dos 90. O grupo – formado por Cheryl James (Salt), Sandra Denton (Pepa) e a DJ Deidra "Dee Dee" Roper (Spinderella) – vendeu mais de 15 milhões de discos ao redor do mundo. "Whatta Man", um dueto com o grupo En Vogue, alcançou o 3° lugar nas paradas de R&B em 1994. “None of Your Business" garantiu às garotas o Grammy de Melhor Performance de Rap em 1995. Entretanto, o maior sucesso do disco foi “Shoop”, que trazia os seguintes versos: “Then I flipped for a tip / Make me wanna do tricks for him / Lick him like a lollipop should be licked”. Precisa de tradução?
• Vanilla Ice - Pseudônimo do americano Robert Matthew Van Winkle. Em 1990, a gravadora SBK lança o álbum “To the Extreme”. O single “Ice Ice Baby” chega ao topo das paradas da Billboard; introduzindo o hip hop a uma nova audiência. A turnê de promoção do disco trazia a cantora Alanis Morissette – então com 16 anos – fazendo o show de abertura. Foi um tremendo sucesso comercial. No mesmo ano, Vanilla Ice teve um romance de oito meses com Madonna (aparecendo em “Sex”, o livro de fotografias dela) e ainda foi processado por David Bowie e pela dupla Brian May e Roger Taylor, do Queen (pois Van Winkle sampleou sem autorização a melodia-base de “Under Pressure”, que gerava toda a canção “Ice Ice Baby”). O processo acabou sendo arquivado. Em 1991, também foi lançada a falsa autobiografia “Ice by Ice: The Vanilla Ice Story in His Own Words”, com dados biográficos fictícios.
• Milli Vanilli - Em 1990, estoura a farsa criada por Frank Farian. O produtor alemão gravou, dois anos antes, um álbum com os músicos Charles Shaw, John Davis e Brad Howell. Porém, colocou na capa os modelos Fab Morvan e Rob Pilatus (contratados para fazerem playback das músicas em apresentações e arrebatarem o público feminino). A estréia do Milli Vanilli, “All or Nothing”, foi remixada e relançada nos Estados Unidos com o título de “Girl You Know It's True”. Eles levam para casa o Grammy de Melhor Artista Estreante em fevereiro de 1990 pela canção “Girl You Know It's True”. Em novembro, as dúvidas sobre a dupla crescem e Farian admite que Rob e Fab não cantavam no disco. Como resultado da pressão exercida pela mídia norte-americana, o Grammy que receberam foi cancelado e a gravadora Arista os retirou de seu cast. O álbum teve a fita master apagada.
• Jordy Lemoine - Nascido em 1988, o garoto francês entrou para o Guinness Book com apenas quatro anos de idade; tornando-se o mais jovem na história a ter um hit no primeiro lugar das paradas. Seus pais eram Claude Lemoine (um produtor musical) e Patricia Clerget (cantora e compositora, que lançou alguns discos nos anos 80). Na época em que começou a andar, Jordy acompanhava músicas do cancioneiro francês e era atração nas festas familiares. Logo surge a idéia de transformá-lo num artista comercial. A Columbia lança "Dur Dur D'Être Bébé" em 1992. Alcançando o topo das paradas francesas, o single vendeu 2 milhões de cópias. O fenômeno de vendas chegou a desembarcar no Brasil para dublar suas músicas nos programas de Hebe Camargo, Faustão e Gugu Liberato. Claude e Patrícia foram acusados de exploração infantil por tentarem capitalizar o sucesso do filho. A maré de boa sorte termina em 1996, com o divórcio dos pais.
• Scatman John - Impossível não simpatizar com John Paul Larkin, o Scatman John (também conhecido internacionalmente como John Scatman). Aos 12 anos, o americano gago começa a aprender piano e é introduzido na arte do “scat singing” através de gravações de Ella Fitzgerald e Louis Armstrong. Chegou a lançar um álbum jazzístico nos anos 80. Em 1990, muda-se para Berlim e continua atuando como pianista de jazz em cruzeiros marítimos, clubes e bares alemães; sendo ovacionado ao incluir canções nas apresentações instrumentais. Nesse mesmo período, seu agente sugere a combinação do “scat singing” com a moderna música eletrônica. Mesmo reticente, Larkin trabalha com Ingo Kays e Tony Catania – produtores de dance music – e a BMG lança o single "Scatman (Ski-Ba-Bop-Ba-Dop-Bop)" em 1994. Esta canção foi criada com o intuito de inspirar crianças que gaguejavam a superar o problema. Ele adota o pseudônimo de Scatman John e, em 1995, aos 52 anos de idade, transforma-se numa estrela mundial. Seu single de estréia vendeu mais de seis milhões de cópias. Infelizmente, Larkin morreu de câncer no pulmão em 1999.
Enfim, haverá uma corrida aos sebos – particularmente às seções de vinis em promoção (naquelas onde, por um real e/ou 50 centavos, você leva para casa todas essas preciosidades).
O amanhã é o novo ontem.
ASSISTA:
Milli Vanilli - Girl, I’m Gonna Miss You
Jordy Lemoine - Dur Dur D'Être Bébé
Scatman John - Scatman’s World
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Freezer Assault
I was in a terrible mood all day. I only really cheered up when I got home.
I was tired when I woke up, and I couldn't be arsed walking to Eston for the bus - but I had to, because neither mam or dad would take me to college. Twats.
Media Studies was meh, as was English - though in English, all we really did was organise our folders then make more notes on the theorists. It wasn't exactly a strenuous lesson. In Media Studies, we sort of wasted our time "researching" for our coursework - but at last, I actually have a reasonable idea.
I met up with Shelly during the lunch break and we instantly moved - as we were sat on the tables by construction and were surrounded by chavs on all sides. We went to the LRC and I started working on this new coursework idea.
For my essay, I'll write about how Rammstein use controversial issues to attract their audience - and I'll either analyse the Mein Teil video or the lyrics. That's the best song I could possibly choose. And I also analysed it 3 years ago for GCSE Media Studies - so I know exactly what I'd write. :P
For the production, I wanted to go down the music route with the essay and make a music video to go with it. It's taken me weeks to decide on what band - but the second I did - I instantly chose the song.
I needed something that:
a) didn't already have a music video
b) was slightly controversial
c) but wasn't so controversial, the music video would consist of me raping my friends for 3 minutes
I cycled through Lisa for a while, going through all the Rammstein songs - and the only ones that stuck out were Spieluhr, Spiel Mit Mir and Stein Um Stein.
Stein Um Stein would be semi-impossible to make a video from, and Spiel Mit Mir - well, how would you make a video about insest between two siblings? Pray tell?
So I've settled on Spieluhr. A depressed child who decides to die is fairly controversial, isn't it?
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Photography is where I got super-pissed off though.
I'm so sick of Paul treating Shelly like shit. He's looking for any excuse to throw her off the course. He even sunk as low as to ask her if she had a GCSE in Art - which she owned him with, because she actually has - and most of the new AS students, even Lewis - don't have one.
When he started moaning at her about not going out and taking photos - opting to do research - which by the way, I was doing myself - I snapped and ended up shouting at him. I said he couldn't moan at her for doing something I was doing also. And Shelly actually has some photos from the weekend - I don't.
He's such a fucking prick. Seriously.
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The highlight of tonight had to be attacking the freezer with mam.
It's had the door left open, so the ice has started to PROPER build up inside to the point where the door won't shut properly.
So we got buckets - mam used a meat cleaver and I used a wooden spatula - and we mashed most of the ice up out of there. It was oddly fun. :D
The sink is currently full of the stuff, there's a proper mountain of ice shavings and chunks about half a metre high. It was fun, even though I got my socks wet.
We finished the night with the last episode of Desparate Housewives that Paul had burned for us - we're now waiting for the next DVDs. Then I talked on the phone with Shelly for a while before I got to sleep - offering her my moral support and coaching as to how to be an epic We Love Katamari player. :P
| This week has seen Brandy gain some level of legal closure over compensation for a 2006 car accident that left a woman dead (see Grind Mode Connect 'News' section). However, she has still to finally settle with the woman's husband who refused $1.2 million in compensation for the accident. This instance may point to the man not having really dealt with the tragic loss of his wife. Then again it may point to a feeling that he can gain more financially. While we can speculate, we cannot know the true reasons behind the husband's refusal of compensation. However there does seem to be a spate of celebrity suing - often for far more trivial matters. Whether it is Justin Timberlake's restaurant, Kanye West losing his temper at LAX or Michael Jackson's concerts - a lawsuit never seems too far behind - regardless of whether the celebrity are themselves at fault or not.
While real grievances should be taken through the courts and awarded relevant compensation, could it be that we are going slightly overboard with the whole thing?
I can just imagine it now; there I am walking down the street, looking down to check my phone, when I notice a shadow fall across me. Before I have a chance to fully look up or react I have encountered Puffy (or 'Diddy' - call him what you will), who accidentally steps upon my new trainers (that's "sneakers" in America). Stopping to assess the damage I notice that he has creased the leather on one toe and scuffed the outer layer slightly. What's worse is that he seems to have also crushed my foot very slightly. Hobbling to a low wall I sit down and gingerly remove my shoe and sock. Yes! There it is! A slight graze on my foot. I quickly take a picture before shouting, "I'll see you in court" at the rapidly retreating mogul, my $80 shoe quickly turning to potential millions before my eyes.
OK - I'm joking and of course such a case would never stand up (would it?). Plus I would actually be too ashamed to carry it out. But there are certainly those out there who see celebrities as paydays; whether it is the victims themselves or, perhaps more frequently, at the behest of 'concerned' friends and relatives. It is a shame that sometimes regular mistakes are followed up by victorious legal action. We put our celebrities on a pedestal and then act hurt when they fall from grace, forgetting that for all their talents they are people like us. Their egos may be a little expanded at times (that's the fame) but ultimately they share the same basic hopes and dreams as everyone else. In our 100-mile-an-hour culture of instant celebrity and instant money (without the effort?) it is all too easy to see the dollar signs, but integrity can't be bought. Like respect, it needs to be earned.
I hope that Awatef Aboudihaj's husband, Marouane Hdidou, can find peace over the loss of his wife due to Brandy's car crash - but I also hope that such a real tragedy can help put the frivolous claims of others into perspective...
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Praying that the Lord
Will save her from herself
Black flames rush all around her
Eating up the ground
Contaminating the air
Her breath fogs up her vision
She then spreads her wings and flies
Flying high
Walking up
The sides of the buildings
Her friends all join her
The black flames
Turn to ice
That freezes the ground
That her love
Walks upon
He prays
That he's not too late
He sees her alive
And smiles to himself
The Lord helps him
Leave the ground
And save her.
Her wish was granted just like that
He saves her in seconds flat
Flying high
Walking up
The sides of the buildings
Their friends all join them
The black flames
Turn to ice
That freezes the ground
That their friends
Walk upon
Being a hero is easy
If you've got what it takes
The world will be a better place
If you just grab your coat
And run into the rain
To save a life
Once again
Don't be afraid to die
Walking on Cloud Nine
Isn't as easy as it looks
Fly into the night
With your black flames
Burning bright
Your heart's in the right place
The world is safe
Once again...
Lovely.
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