friends.
two videos tonight.
the first, the stellar new output of pink, stupid girls. where shirley manson's sultry singular works through ironic intonation, pink goes for the kind of satire that almost seems calculated to win blogger hearts (who still all voted for said blondes in p&js past, present company included). a revolutionary clearing of the pop diva deadwood or just another commification of my dissent? not sure but i'm willing to stoke the flames of the argument as long as i don't have to sit too close to a fire with those girls in it, it's bound to be...toxic.
and now more bad extended metaphors with gil mantera's dream party who, i am confused but not so terribly embarrassed to say, are the only indie band from my home town currently anywhere near on the radar. dearest U.S.E., please write a great song with a vocoder chorus again so this won't have to be my consulation prize. i like the flashdance asspants moment, but who wouldn't.
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