Friday, October 24, 2008

Baby Mama Drama

I dont have an opinion on much, I actually don't even have an opinion on having an opinion... I could go either way. But I have a very strong opinion, and a strong affinity, for the following:

1. Oasis
2. Doctor who
3. Russell Brand
4. List-making
5. Portland

For firsties, Oasis might as well be the Beatles cause they make me pee my pants like a 5 year old with a bladder infection in Toys R' Us. Or even just me with a bladder infection in Toys R' Us (I get really excited about Bratz dolls and High School Musical lunch boxes.) But when it comes down to it, Liam Gallagher could sing the hairless testicles off Zac Effron.... which is impressive, cause I am sure Disney have 'them' shoved snugly up inside to prevent puberty before he turns 30. I bet he's really like 28. But I digress... I mean to say that I think that Noel Gallagher is one of, if not THE, best songwriters of his generation. He wrote Live Forever, for fuck sake. Masterplan? Masterpeice! Whatever? Whatever, That's a great song! Digsy's Dinner?....I got nothing. But it's brilliant! And Liam is, in my mind, the best front man since Mick Jagger (and far less homosexual-y). The crowd goes crazy before he even gets close to the stage and doesn't stop until they pass out from lack of oxygen, forced removal from the venue, or death by overwhelming awesomeness. THAT is dedication, and people don't dedicate themselves to things that aren't the best things ever. (Hitler, Stalin, The Rajneesh, the Grateful Dead... shut up contradictory, compulsory typing!)

And to cap it off they have released Dig Out Your Soul this month. It is a collaboration of writing from Noel, Liam and even Gem.... fooking Gem! The only sad news about the album is the lack of Zak Starkey (Ringo Starr's son), whom is a brilliant drummer. Zak, that is, not so much Ringo... my Fisher-Price 'Beat-maker' holds a better tune. But when you have the forever-dreamy Paul McCartney and the terminally dead John Lennon singing over you it doesn't matter much. But the new album carries many great tunes (like that smooth transition? smooth like butter) 'The Nature of Reality' and 'Get off yer High Horse' are two very melodious and often 'trippy' songs that are absolutely brilliant. And not brilliant like Einstein, I mean fucking Poptart brilliance here. Like a-whole-nother level. So basically, if you haven't fully immersed yourself in the album or their music like a warm bath (TWO things that make you pee a little) then you a walking embarrassment. Hide your face, you turkey.

1 comment:

  1. So, so, so, so, so...

    So, I was watching the Oasis DVDs you lent me ("Lord Don't Slow Me Down"), and I spotted something you may have already spotted, but which you also may *not* have spotted (I think that covers all the possibilities).

    Could be the whole Oasis fan community spotted it, but i doubt it. I've watched enough Oasis concert footage now to see there's a rather large quantity of Oasis fans who got drunk in late 1994, started singing "Live Forever," and never stopped. I don't think they know what's going on outside that very specific subculture.

    What I'm attempting to do here is call out the possibility that everybody already knows this thing I'm going to mention ('cept the "Live Forever" people). Nobody wants to be last to the party, but if you're the first to notice you are, you look like slightly less of an idiot.

    I'm sure this disclaimer helps, too. I prolly seem extremely confident right now.

    Anyway, you know I'm there with you on the Doctor Who and Oasis thing. Two English exports that aren't culinary bioweapons. I'm down.

    When I was watching the documentary disc for the second time (with the band commentary turned on), I noticed around minute twenty (give or take a couple minutes) that Liam was wearing a brown pinstripe suit ending at a pair of Converse.

    Yeah, Converse were everywhere, but brown pinstripe suits with Converse? Maybe that combo was popular, but I kind of doubt it. I remember reading that the Converse with the suit were David Tennant's idea - they were originally going to put him in boots, but he thought this Doctor wasn't a boot-wearing Doctor - he was a Converse-wearing Doctor. While I had no interest in the Converse revival (not a fan), it scares me to think of the David Doctor in boots rather than his Converse. He was right - definitely not a boot-wearing doctor. Tom Baker could get away with that, but he's a big, meaty man. David Tennant is more of a Peter O'Toole type - a quirky, sexy as all get out gentleman - and boots just wouldn't have worked.

    Whatever the case, I found it satisfying to see some crossover, unintended or otherwise.

    I also have no one else to tell. No one who'd care.

    Thank you for your time.