Apparently you can buy this monstrosity of a cover on iTunes. Operative word being 'can,' and not should.
See for yourself. Quite disturbing:
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Michael Mcwhat?
Nobody's buyin' it Michael, we all know you're not cool or relevant anymore. Your music belongs in elevators, mediocre departments stores and retirement homes, not NPR. Now, I'm not the world's biggest fan of Grizzly Bears, but I'd absolutely give their recent album a thumbs up. They're no MGMT or Arcade Fire, but I like the foot-tapping beat of "Two weeks," so I will defend them. They don't deserve such treatment. Why they gave Michael McDonald "While you wait for others" without vox is beyond my comprehension. I'm all for experimental music, but nothing good could possibly come from that man. He has a masters degree in suck.
Hello!
After what feels like years, I finally set up and account with Blogger. In theory, I'd like to reserve the domain, but I'm thinking I'll walk before I run.
I should probably start with some background info on me. I'm 25, I live in the lakes area of Uptown (which I completely love, by the way), I have an adorable dog named Jackson, I'm obsessed with Indie/Alt Rock, and I work all the friggin' time. Full-time, I'm at an ad agency, and I do liquor promotions and the occasional modeling gig at a bridal show on the side. I've been told that I "like to wear a lot of hats," which is totally true. As far as I'm concerned, my education did not end with my graduation from St. Thomas--that was the end of the first chapter of my life, but I've learned far more about the world and myself being out of school than in school.
So, you're probably wondering what this "Strawberry Mookshake" thing is all about? It's a nickname. 7th Grade Spanish class, my best friend and I had an aversion to learning a language from a woman who sounded like she had a speech impediment. "Thhhhhinco!" "Theaysss eh thayse." The woman, God bless her, completely mangled the Spanish language. We decided that instead of wasting our time studying the incorrect pronunciations of a language, we would make up our own. To tell you the truth, I don't remember the name of the language, but I remember our friends names quite well:
Bonnie-Beekie
Meghan-Mookie
Lisa-Lulu
Jolene-Jolie
Talicia-Tali
We also came up with sayings like "What's up ghetto bitch?" which translated to "Washi supi noobie bishi!" and the more hostile version, "Foofoo yabi noobi bishi," which translated to F. U. ghetto bitch. Charming stuff, I know. But all this lead to a nickname which, ten years later, is still something I go by. My friend Niral, a.k.a. Deezie, shortened it to Mooks, which I have interpreted into the title above, "Strawberry Mookshake." Hope you enjoy the future postings! Stop by soon!
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