And speaking of irresistibly catchy, here in all its cruising with the top down glory is OMC's "How Bizarre".
I've loved that video pretty much since the moment in 1997 I first noticed it on the jumbo monitor at the Manhattan Virgin Megastore (alas, now the last of its breed in NYC what with the demise of Tower Records and HMV). So imagine my embarassment when I looked up that Wikipedia entry today and discovered that the guys who wrote, sang and produced it weren't from the LA barrio, but in fact hailed from New Zealand. Apparently, I'm always the last to know.
In any case, the song's mix of declaimed lyrics, acoustic guitar, Tijuana Brass-stye horns, sweet harmonies and sampled percussion is a conceptual masterstroke; at the end of the day, the damn thing sounds like the Velvets' "Sweet Jane" remade by a demented mariachi band.
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This song certainly rules in the .99 cent bin, but I do find it strangely compelling.
I'm not a huge believer in the idea of the guilty pleasure, but if I did, this would be one of them.
Jack is in his corset and Jane is in her vest
...and David (Vitter) is in his diaper.
A great, smooth song. And nothing to be guilty about. There is a War vibe to it, the beat kind of lopes.
Trey
Own it and am proud of it-- Now my wife's Cher Cd's-- that takes some explaining.
Whoa, I would be tempted to make a special place for the wife's Cher cds so that they could never be confused for mine. I am bad that way.
Trey
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