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It’s September, the start of a new month. Well, in mid-August, half a month too late, I came across one of those internet challenges. Being a music nut, I’m willing to take my chances with the data mining assholes and participate. For the month of September (plus October 1), I’m going to answer each of these with a blog post. Here’s the challenge:
Day 8: Song That Crosses
I have no idea what this means. Crosses what? Genres? Christian music? I’m going to interpret it as a song with a pronounced key change (i.e., crosses from one key to another). Here’s one of millions that do.
It’s September, the start of a new month. Well, in mid-August, half a month too late, I came across one of those internet challenges. Being a music nut, I’m willing to take my chances with the data mining assholes and participate. For the month of September (plus October 1), I’m going to answer each of these with a blog post. Here’s the challenge:
Day 7: Song About Walking
I choose this one because it’s funny. Back in high school and even college, I’d watch soap operas. My soaps were All My Children, One Life to Live, and (especially) General Hospital. Watching Luke Spencer (Anthony Geary) happily and proudly walk down the street to this song is a memory that stuck with me.
On another funny note, General Hospital came up again not so long ago when I accidentally interacted with one of the cast members that still on the show today.
It’s September, the start of a new month. Well, in mid-August, half a month too late, I came across one of those internet challenges. Being a music nut, I’m willing to take my chances with the data mining assholes and participate. For the month of September (plus October 1), I’m going to answer each of these with a blog post. Here’s the challenge:
Day 6: Song That Moves You
This category of song should produce results that others will find weird. That’s because songs, even those that aren’t particularly moving per se, can be strongly associated with events that move someone. I’ve already explained this one. Here it is again.
It’s September, the start of a new month. Well, in mid-August, half a month too late, I came across one of those internet challenges. Being a music nut, I’m willing to take my chances with the data mining assholes and participate. For the month of September (plus October 1), I’m going to answer each of these with a blog post. Here’s the challenge:
Day 5: Song with a Color in It
Recently, I saw a Rush cover band. Leading up to the concert, I told my two friends that also attended that I really wanted to hear music off of my favorite Rush album, Grace Under Pressure, and one of Rush’s more underrated albums (even by the band itself!), Presto. The band played The Enemy Within early in their first set, but in the second set, they played the worst song on Presto, Scars, followed immediately by the worst song on Grace Under Pressure (though neither are bad songs). Here’s the latter.
When you make a wish, try to be more specific than I was.
It’s September, the start of a new month. Well, in mid-August, half a month too late, I came across one of those internet challenges. Being a music nut, I’m willing to take my chances with the data mining assholes and participate. For the month of September (plus October 1), I’m going to answer each of these with a blog post. Here’s the challenge:
Day 4: Song About Animals
Honestly, I was having a mental block thinking of a single song about animals. I thought, “What about the Heart album, Bad Animals?” Posting a YouTube video of the entire album would be cheating. Even worse, as humans are animals (at times, not any better than apes flinging poo), I could have chosen any song at all (except perhaps some Rush songs). Clearly, I was overthinking, and then this one popped into my head. It’s an obscure song from the early 70s. Clearly, lyrics weren’t the songwriter’s strong suit. This is one of two hits by this band with only six words in the lyrics.
It’s September, the start of a new month. Well, in mid-August, half a month too late, I came across one of those internet challenges. Being a music nut, I’m willing to take my chances with the data mining assholes and participate. For the month of September (plus October 1), I’m going to answer each of these with a blog post. Here’s the challenge:
Day 3: Song About Coffee
I don’t think this is what was intended, but I’m sticking to it.
It’s September, the start of a new month. Well, in mid-August, half a month too late, I came across one of those internet challenges. Being a music nut, I’m willing to take my chances with the data mining assholes and participate. For the month of September (plus October 1), I’m going to answer each of these with a blog post. Here’s the challenge:
Day 2: Song for Dirty Dancing
This seems a bit counterintuitive — it’s about “flying solo” — but it’s such a dirty song and has the right rhythm, so I’m going with this.
Seriously, what do I know about this sort of thing?
It’s September, the start of a new month. Well, in mid-August, half a month too late, I came across one of those internet challenges. Being a music nut, I’m willing to take my chances with the data mining assholes and participate. For the month of September (plus October 1), I’m going to answer each of these with a blog post. Here’s the challenge:
Day 1: Song for Champions
The low hanging fruit on this one would be We Are the Champions by Queen, but I’m not even going to link to it. I’m better than that. I’m going with a song I love that appears on my 1st Edition AD&D playlist.
I remember this song being played after the St. Louis Cardinals won the 1982 World Series.
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The next time some website says, “This is the best show on Netflix that no one is watching,” I’m going to assume there’s a good reason no one is watching it, and I’m not going to watch it. Last week, I learned that lesson the hard way. Dark (2017) was dumb. It tried to be smart, but failed miserably.
The show centers on a science fiction premise, and I understand that science, law, medicine, etc. always come in a distant second to drama. House M.D. was not medically accurate but still a good show. Armageddon was not good science, but I enjoyed it for the action movie it was. Even shows about the law don’t bug me; I just laugh it off. I’m cool with all that. That said, you shouldn’t throw around catch phrases like “the God particle” without any grounding in what they actually are. The end relies on a trope I see as a great big cheat, but I won’t link to prior posts on the subject. That would be a spoiler for those brave and patient enough to watch this.
A larger issue is that the dialogue is just terrible. I understand that something may be lost in the translation from German to English, and if that’s all it is, fine. It still sucks. But I don’t think that’s what it is. It seems that every other line is someone asking, “What are you saying?” They don’t even change up the wording, such as, “What are you talking about?” It’s always, “What are you saying?” Over and over and over again. It never seems to stop.
The second dialogue-related issue is that people never answer questions. The first person will say, “What’s going on?” or something like that, and the second person will respond, “I have to leave now.” On multiple occasions, this conversation occurs even though the second person just arrived at the location in order to have the conversation. They’re there for the sole purpose of communicating a message, and then they refuse to do so. Again, this happens over and over again. It’s maddening.
The acting is also, for the most part, intolerable. Yelling at people and long, awkward pauses don’t create drama. They must be justified by drama the script has already created. These writers don’t seem to get that. Regarding the awkward pauses, it was yet another way characters avoided answering questions. A lot of time was devoted to one person staring at the other while getting yelled at to answer the question or tell them what’s going on. This could much more easily be blamed on the translation or the screenwriters, so I’ll give the actors the benefit of the doubt and assume that’s the cause. It still sucks. The 10-year-old who played the deaf girl was adorable, so it’s got that going for it. Not much else.
Where have I seen such makeup before? Oh yeah! A dumb movie from 1989.
But take all that with a grain of salt. It has great scores on Rotten Tomatoes. My only assumption is that you’ve all lost your minds. (Metacritic doesn’t seem to have an entry.) If you do watch it, just make sure to take note of who’s related to whom and how. Try to remember which kids belong to which parents, and, of course, who is who’s sibling.
I consider Olney, MD to be my home town, having lived there from 1977 to 1989, and then in nearby Brookeville, MD until 1993. This spans the middle of 4th grade through the start of my professional life after graduation from the University of Maryland (Go Terps!!!). For no particular reason, I found myself looking at it via Google Maps.
Other than a handful of businesses I could count on one hand — e.g., Safeway, the public library, a gas station, and the Olney Theatre — little from childhood remains. If I went back with the intent of visiting my old “stomping grounds,” there’d be nothing there of interest (other than Olney Theatre). My house and elementary school look largely the same, but my frequent eateries Jerry’s Subs & Pizza, Cuckoo’s Nest, Delly Nelly, Highs, Pizza Oven, and Pizza Hut are all long gone. Even the banks are different (one exception), and my middle school burned down. So, I scanned over Ashton, which is eight miles away but a place I frequented after the move to Brookeville. I don’t recognize most of what’s there either.
This is not, of course, a shock. I’ve visited in the last five years or so and noticed many of these changes, and I moved out of there almost 30 years ago. It’s just jarring that it’s so different. Considering how unrecognizable it is, I may as well not even have lived there.
Play What You Want 