Tonight's clip is "Falling In Love (Is So Hard On The Knees)" by Aerosmith.
Aerosmith, in many ways the Amercian rock band, have it all down perfectly. Just the right balance between songwriting, musicianship, and humor. (And not shy about funning themselves -- "Don't give me no lip / I got enough of my own" Tyler sings in this song.)
And a healthy dose of eroticism, also. I can't begin to make the "story line" of this video comprehensible but there a few D/s-y type sequences.
But that's just bonus. It's a great song.
YouTube Tuesday: Slither
I mentioned that week in introducing the Stone Temple Pilots' clip that STP lead singer is now singing for Velvet Revolver. VR is three former members of Guns N' Roses, Scott Weiland from the aforementioned STP, and a guy from Wasted Youth for a (very) little punk cred.
Regardless of ancestry, VR can rock when they put their minds to it. Slash still still play, Scott can still sing.
I like this song, "Slither" in part for the vaguely D/s lyrics, but decent lyrics never saved a bad song. Thankfully "Slither" is a good song.
P. S. engrailed: Still think Scott's hot? In this video, I'm leaning to the "not so much" answer. But your mileage may vary.
Regardless of ancestry, VR can rock when they put their minds to it. Slash still still play, Scott can still sing.
I like this song, "Slither" in part for the vaguely D/s lyrics, but decent lyrics never saved a bad song. Thankfully "Slither" is a good song.
P. S. engrailed: Still think Scott's hot? In this video, I'm leaning to the "not so much" answer. But your mileage may vary.
Re-finding The Way
swan wrote:
"I know, from experience, that the solution (when I'm feeling off balance) is not to abandon the slave path that is the correct way for me, but to renew my dedication and attention to it. The place of calm and rest and security and simple freedom for my spirit, heart, and mind is found as I turn fully toward Him."
It is so much the same on the other side.
But not always so obvious. The very nature of the roles dictates, to a degree, that more often than not it's going to be assumed that the submissive has lost his or her way. Additionally, in My experience Dominants are less likely to acknowledge or understand that They might be the One "off balance"; and in fact the lessened ability to see that off-balance condition is often a reflection of the very confidence that the submissive seeks in a Dominant.
As for being able to see it more clearly, or sooner, I don't know of any remedy, expect perhaps to place sticky notes around the house that read "maybe it's You."
But once seen, the remedy is just what swan described. Renewed attention. Renewed dedication. Immersing Oneself in what led Owner and owned to each other in the first place.
Ridiculously simple, and inexplicably powerful -- somehow it jolts one with the shock of the new, no matter how many times experienced before.
"I know, from experience, that the solution (when I'm feeling off balance) is not to abandon the slave path that is the correct way for me, but to renew my dedication and attention to it. The place of calm and rest and security and simple freedom for my spirit, heart, and mind is found as I turn fully toward Him."
It is so much the same on the other side.
But not always so obvious. The very nature of the roles dictates, to a degree, that more often than not it's going to be assumed that the submissive has lost his or her way. Additionally, in My experience Dominants are less likely to acknowledge or understand that They might be the One "off balance"; and in fact the lessened ability to see that off-balance condition is often a reflection of the very confidence that the submissive seeks in a Dominant.
As for being able to see it more clearly, or sooner, I don't know of any remedy, expect perhaps to place sticky notes around the house that read "maybe it's You."
But once seen, the remedy is just what swan described. Renewed attention. Renewed dedication. Immersing Oneself in what led Owner and owned to each other in the first place.
Ridiculously simple, and inexplicably powerful -- somehow it jolts one with the shock of the new, no matter how many times experienced before.
YouTube Tuesday: Big Bang Baby
OK, back on track (there is a track -- pay attention!) . . .
The Stone Temple Pilots eventually broke up (supposedly) because lead singer Scott Weiland's heroin problem just became too unmanageable.
Well, Scott is now the lead singer for Velvet Revolver, tyvfm. So either Scott's cleaned up his act (I hope) or Velvet Revolver simply has lower standards where lead singers' drug use is concerned.
Anyway . . . Big Bang Baby is one of My favorites from STP . . . this video is wonderfully low-budget, which fits in nicely with the lyrics oblique portrayal of the flip side of the rock star life.
"Does anybody know how the story really goes, how the story really goes
Or do we all just hum along
Sell your soul and sign an autograph
Big bang baby, it's a crash, crash, crash
I wanna cry, but I gotta laugh
Orange crush mama is a laugh, laugh, laugh"
The Stone Temple Pilots eventually broke up (supposedly) because lead singer Scott Weiland's heroin problem just became too unmanageable.
Well, Scott is now the lead singer for Velvet Revolver, tyvfm. So either Scott's cleaned up his act (I hope) or Velvet Revolver simply has lower standards where lead singers' drug use is concerned.
Anyway . . . Big Bang Baby is one of My favorites from STP . . . this video is wonderfully low-budget, which fits in nicely with the lyrics oblique portrayal of the flip side of the rock star life.
"Does anybody know how the story really goes, how the story really goes
Or do we all just hum along
Sell your soul and sign an autograph
Big bang baby, it's a crash, crash, crash
I wanna cry, but I gotta laugh
Orange crush mama is a laugh, laugh, laugh"
Falling Behind/Need an Invite
I'm behind on My writing and on My reading. So I know the link list needs some updating.
But . . . what really distresses Me is that desiree's blog is now invite only.
I can't find her blogger profile, so I can't e-mail her and ask her to invite Me in.
desiree . . . I hope you read this and send Me an invite. I miss reading you.
But . . . what really distresses Me is that desiree's blog is now invite only.
I can't find her blogger profile, so I can't e-mail her and ask her to invite Me in.
desiree . . . I hope you read this and send Me an invite. I miss reading you.
YouTube Tuesday: "1979"
I'm not the world's biggest Smashing Pumpkins fan, but to Me, their song 1979 is a bona fide masterpiece.
By turns funny, then heartrending, 1979 mashes the indestructibility of youth against the inevitability of mortality and the quietly terrifying thought lurking in the background that none of it really matters anyway.
Few songs actually make Me cry. 1979 can, on the right (wrong?) day.
"And we don't know just where our bones will rest
To dust I guess
Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below
The street heats the urgency of sound
As you can see theres no one around"
By turns funny, then heartrending, 1979 mashes the indestructibility of youth against the inevitability of mortality and the quietly terrifying thought lurking in the background that none of it really matters anyway.
Few songs actually make Me cry. 1979 can, on the right (wrong?) day.
"And we don't know just where our bones will rest
To dust I guess
Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below
The street heats the urgency of sound
As you can see theres no one around"
YouTube Tuesday: Crushing On Condi
There's someone for everyone, if not to be with then at least to long for. In today's clip singer Maxine Lapiduss knows who her soulmate would be . . .
Funny, fun, and with some very clever lyrics.
Funny, fun, and with some very clever lyrics.
Grace
this girl wrote:
"Why is it so much harder to be gracious then it is to spew anger and venom?
Perhaps it's the person involved
Perhaps it's my frustration at a vanilla life situation
Perhaps it's dealing with old feelings of rejection brought on by the night before He left.
Perhaps it's PMS
Perhaps it's that i just need more sleep
Perhaps it's the person involved
Perhaps it's me! (what? me? pfft! perish the thought!)
i WANT to 'spew' grace - or spread grace or exude grace or share grace"
This whole area is an important one for Me, and I've written on this more than once.
All those possible reasons that this girl listed could very well be factors -- they usually are. I find that most people's orientation is to the right thing, unless other stuff gets in the way. And yeah, that other stuff can be lack of sleep or PMS or not fitting into your jeans or stupid girl stuff or stupid boy stuff or stupid job stuff or (insert any one of 6,594 other things here). It happens to us all.
Grace, in this context, can really be defined as "being less under the influence of 'stuff' than the other person currently is." And being less under the influence of stuff is the result of being able to take that little pause I'veharped on written about before.
Grace is breathing. Stop. Walk around the block. Twice. Run in place a minute or two. Watch three minutes of Sanford and Son on TV Land. Realize that whatever you're momentarily angry about is much less important than what you're about to give away by giving in to that anger.
Grace is creating that tiny little bit of clear space inside. And almost magically, once opened up, a realization pops into that space. The realization that anger is its own punishment, that the anger and bitterness of the other person diminishes that person, not you. The realization that expressing that anger and bitterness, while it might feel momentarily liberating, is slowly but inexorably imprisoning us in a way of thinking and feeling that is self-limiting and ultimately destructive.
Grace, this sought after, golden thing that differentiates adult from adolescent, Master or Mistress from control freak, submissive from brat, is achieved by the consistent application of the most prosaic, almost silly things. Grace is stopping one pattern and starting another. And once started that pattern is joyfully hard to stop. And gradually one, in this girl's words, spews grace.
"Why is it so much harder to be gracious then it is to spew anger and venom?
Perhaps it's the person involved
Perhaps it's my frustration at a vanilla life situation
Perhaps it's dealing with old feelings of rejection brought on by the night before He left.
Perhaps it's PMS
Perhaps it's that i just need more sleep
Perhaps it's the person involved
Perhaps it's me! (what? me? pfft! perish the thought!)
i WANT to 'spew' grace - or spread grace or exude grace or share grace"
This whole area is an important one for Me, and I've written on this more than once.
All those possible reasons that this girl listed could very well be factors -- they usually are. I find that most people's orientation is to the right thing, unless other stuff gets in the way. And yeah, that other stuff can be lack of sleep or PMS or not fitting into your jeans or stupid girl stuff or stupid boy stuff or stupid job stuff or (insert any one of 6,594 other things here). It happens to us all.
Grace, in this context, can really be defined as "being less under the influence of 'stuff' than the other person currently is." And being less under the influence of stuff is the result of being able to take that little pause I've
Grace is breathing. Stop. Walk around the block. Twice. Run in place a minute or two. Watch three minutes of Sanford and Son on TV Land. Realize that whatever you're momentarily angry about is much less important than what you're about to give away by giving in to that anger.
Grace is creating that tiny little bit of clear space inside. And almost magically, once opened up, a realization pops into that space. The realization that anger is its own punishment, that the anger and bitterness of the other person diminishes that person, not you. The realization that expressing that anger and bitterness, while it might feel momentarily liberating, is slowly but inexorably imprisoning us in a way of thinking and feeling that is self-limiting and ultimately destructive.
Grace, this sought after, golden thing that differentiates adult from adolescent, Master or Mistress from control freak, submissive from brat, is achieved by the consistent application of the most prosaic, almost silly things. Grace is stopping one pattern and starting another. And once started that pattern is joyfully hard to stop. And gradually one, in this girl's words, spews grace.
YouTube Tuesday: Another Dumb Blonde
Staying in the pop vein since there was such an overwhelming response to OK Go last week (ZERO comments! OMG can you believe it??? Keep 'em coming!).
Tonight's clip is "Another Dumb Blonde" by Hoku, from the forgettable Disney film Snow Day. (Hoku is the daughter of the late Don Ho.)
"Another Dumb Blonde" is a perfectly-constructed piece of pop, really. And Hoku's sincerity totally sells the song. I expected Hoku to have a big career, but the movie bombed and at the time Britney and Christina were skanking their way to the top and Hoku came off as way too innocent.
Great song, great performance, fun video. I'm not sure how the Zen perfection of zero comments can be topped, but give it a shot.
Tonight's clip is "Another Dumb Blonde" by Hoku, from the forgettable Disney film Snow Day. (Hoku is the daughter of the late Don Ho.)
"Another Dumb Blonde" is a perfectly-constructed piece of pop, really. And Hoku's sincerity totally sells the song. I expected Hoku to have a big career, but the movie bombed and at the time Britney and Christina were skanking their way to the top and Hoku came off as way too innocent.
Great song, great performance, fun video. I'm not sure how the Zen perfection of zero comments can be topped, but give it a shot.
YouTube Tuesday: Here It Goes Again
I'm a sucker for a well-executed power pop song. Toss in a cute video and you've got the whole package.
"Here It Goes Again" by OK Go is a great power pop song, and the video features some very innovative choreography.
Profound? No. Thought-Provoking? No. Socially or politically significant? No.
Just good clean fun. We remember clean, don't we?
"Here It Goes Again" by OK Go is a great power pop song, and the video features some very innovative choreography.
Profound? No. Thought-Provoking? No. Socially or politically significant? No.
Just good clean fun. We remember clean, don't we?
The End of the Beginning?
It's a couple of months later and still so little inspires Me in the way of "essay" material.
A big part of it, I know, is My reluctance to re-address topics Ive already written about. On the important topics in this lifestyle, My views haven't changed. And I've written them here. In situations where My view has changed, I've written about that.
But I need to bear in mind that in this rolling medium what's not on the front page is basically non-existent and make more of an effort to re-address certain important themes.
It is more that that, though. It feels like a more significant shift in My focus.
This is not the end of the blog. I love writing and publishing the fiction and this is as good a medium as any. That is why this post wasn't titled "The Beginning of the End?"; I have no intention of terminating this blog any time soon. But it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning in that the blog might become almost totally focused on the stories.
Of course, this could all be silly stuff. . . tomorrow I might hear some totally innocuous remark and spin a long think piece from it. And perhaps that changes My outlook on everything and essays start pouring out.
So maybe it's the middle of the beginning. Um, the early middle.
A big part of it, I know, is My reluctance to re-address topics Ive already written about. On the important topics in this lifestyle, My views haven't changed. And I've written them here. In situations where My view has changed, I've written about that.
But I need to bear in mind that in this rolling medium what's not on the front page is basically non-existent and make more of an effort to re-address certain important themes.
It is more that that, though. It feels like a more significant shift in My focus.
This is not the end of the blog. I love writing and publishing the fiction and this is as good a medium as any. That is why this post wasn't titled "The Beginning of the End?"; I have no intention of terminating this blog any time soon. But it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning in that the blog might become almost totally focused on the stories.
Of course, this could all be silly stuff. . . tomorrow I might hear some totally innocuous remark and spin a long think piece from it. And perhaps that changes My outlook on everything and essays start pouring out.
So maybe it's the middle of the beginning. Um, the early middle.
YouTube Tuesday: Ebay, A La Weird Al
Tonight's entry -- a video of "Ebay" by Weird Al, set to the tune of "I Want It That Way."
As with all of Weird Al's best work, "Ebay" is both hilariously true and hilariously exaggerated. I'd venture to guess that just about everyone knows at least one Ebayer like this (um . . . or is one).
As with all of Weird Al's best work, "Ebay" is both hilariously true and hilariously exaggerated. I'd venture to guess that just about everyone knows at least one Ebayer like this (um . . . or is one).
A Few Thoughts For The Day (Or, As Close To A Rant As I Get)
1. Just becasue I stopped responding doesn't mean I agree with you.
2. Just becasue I don't respond to a dig with a dig deosn't mean I didn't "get" it. I got it. I just decided to leave you down there and stay up here.
3. Being nice is, for Me, an effort to stay on what feels like the right path for Me. It doesn't mean I'm weak, or stupid.
I could go on, but I feel much better now. Happy Monday.
2. Just becasue I don't respond to a dig with a dig deosn't mean I didn't "get" it. I got it. I just decided to leave you down there and stay up here.
3. Being nice is, for Me, an effort to stay on what feels like the right path for Me. It doesn't mean I'm weak, or stupid.
I could go on, but I feel much better now. Happy Monday.
The Thinking Blogger Award
Tagged!
The wonderful taylor tagged Me by awarding Me with a "Thinking Blogger Award." taylor wrote of Me: "Another absolutely fabulous writer, Lenora's blog is an addiction for me as well. Whether she's writing about lifestyle topics, or naughty fiction, or random articles about life, or even her critique of various music videos, she always has something intriguing to say. It's been an absolute pleasure to have found her blog in its early days and been able to follow it all along." Thank you so much, taylor . . . I'm honored.
The rules of the Thinking Blogger meme go like this:
"Should you choose to participate, please make sure you pass this list of rules to the blogs you are tagging. I thought it would be appropriate to include them with the meme. The participation rules are simple:
1. If, and only if, you get tagged, write a post with links to 5 blogs that make you think,
2. Link to this post so that people can easily find the exact origin of the meme,
3. Optional: Proudly display the 'Thinking Blogger Award' with a link to the post that you wrote (here is an alternative silver version if gold doesn't fit your blog)."
The wonderful taylor tagged Me by awarding Me with a "Thinking Blogger Award." taylor wrote of Me: "Another absolutely fabulous writer, Lenora's blog is an addiction for me as well. Whether she's writing about lifestyle topics, or naughty fiction, or random articles about life, or even her critique of various music videos, she always has something intriguing to say. It's been an absolute pleasure to have found her blog in its early days and been able to follow it all along." Thank you so much, taylor . . . I'm honored.
The rules of the Thinking Blogger meme go like this:
"Should you choose to participate, please make sure you pass this list of rules to the blogs you are tagging. I thought it would be appropriate to include them with the meme. The participation rules are simple:
1. If, and only if, you get tagged, write a post with links to 5 blogs that make you think,
2. Link to this post so that people can easily find the exact origin of the meme,
3. Optional: Proudly display the 'Thinking Blogger Award' with a link to the post that you wrote (here is an alternative silver version if gold doesn't fit your blog)."
As you might imagine (or maybe you might not), the issue with these multi-branching memes is that one quickly runs out of suitable places to branch to. Four bloggers I would've given serious consideratoin to for this award have already been tagged, and their selections each have wiped out a big chunk of My pool of potential awardees. Subtract a few that are good candidates but currently on hiatus, and the field rapidly narrows.
So here goes. I am only going to tag two, to do My part to combat MEES (Meme Early Expiration Syndrome). In memes, less is more when it comes to tagging. Think of it as the "catch and release" of meme-ing.
1. desiree. So difficult to describe or classify, desiree's blog is an addiction that I can't put down. Even when I stay away for a while I'm always drawn back to her brutally honest depiction of herself, her circle, her life. And it's done with humor, wit, and insight.
2. Dirty Prom Queen. WryGirl's journey through marriage/separation/starting over. She manages in so few words to convey so much. Great reading that illustrates that so often, just life itself is the most compelling story.
Happy Easter, all. KAHTATUS.
So here goes. I am only going to tag two, to do My part to combat MEES (Meme Early Expiration Syndrome). In memes, less is more when it comes to tagging. Think of it as the "catch and release" of meme-ing.
1. desiree. So difficult to describe or classify, desiree's blog is an addiction that I can't put down. Even when I stay away for a while I'm always drawn back to her brutally honest depiction of herself, her circle, her life. And it's done with humor, wit, and insight.
2. Dirty Prom Queen. WryGirl's journey through marriage/separation/starting over. She manages in so few words to convey so much. Great reading that illustrates that so often, just life itself is the most compelling story.
Happy Easter, all. KAHTATUS.
Three Years
Today marks three years that storm is with Me.
she knows how I feel about her, but it bears repeating here: storm, thank you so much so loving and serving Me so well these past three years. Thank you for being you . . . your submission and devotion inspire Me, as much today as ever.
I love you. Happy Anniversary.
she knows how I feel about her, but it bears repeating here: storm, thank you so much so loving and serving Me so well these past three years. Thank you for being you . . . your submission and devotion inspire Me, as much today as ever.
I love you. Happy Anniversary.
YouTube Tuesday: The Best Book Ever
Tonight's entry is from a series of short videos called Tales of Mere Existence. All are excellent, but this one, about setting out to write the Best Book Ever, hit home with Me, since, like everyone who writes at all, I've had those moments where I sneer at the hack on Good Morning America being worshipped and having scads of money thrown at him/her for writing what is decidedly not the Best Book Ever.
Very well done, poignant, intentionally or otherwise, so true, and funny.
Very well done, poignant, intentionally or otherwise, so true, and funny.
Opening Day
I am a baseball fan, so obviously I love Opening Day.
Corny as it is, the promise of a 0-0 record, the opportunity for fans of even the worst teams to let themselves believe for a little while . . . all this happening as spring starts to slowly pry winter's grip from the landscape. It is inspiring.
Over on the baseball blog I'll have some Opening Day observations posted at some point tonight or tomorrow, for those who might care about the actual baseball stuff.
But it's Opening Day for us all.
Happy Opening Day to you. The most American non-holiday holiday there is.
Corny as it is, the promise of a 0-0 record, the opportunity for fans of even the worst teams to let themselves believe for a little while . . . all this happening as spring starts to slowly pry winter's grip from the landscape. It is inspiring.
Over on the baseball blog I'll have some Opening Day observations posted at some point tonight or tomorrow, for those who might care about the actual baseball stuff.
But it's Opening Day for us all.
Happy Opening Day to you. The most American non-holiday holiday there is.
Breaking Away
I had a conversation last night with someone I hadn't seen much of lately, and had gotten to talk to even less.
As much as I strive to not care about people's motives, I admit I find it difficult not to wonder. And, well, I usually ask about things when I wonder. It saves Me a lot of energy, long-term.
So I asked her why she'd been staying away of late.
she told Me that she was attempting to break with her old patterns of behavior, and that familiar places tended to create familiar responses. she needed to be less "rooted" so that her explorations, her "new way," could really take hold.
her answer made Me sad because I miss her but I couldn't argue much with the logic. And yes, I realize that any expectations created by a familiar place are as much self-created as not, but for all that they are nonetheless real. And very difficult to break free of.
Thinking more about it this morning, I ended up feeling better about things. This girl is someone I'd had more than a couple of conversations with about what I consider "spiritual" matters, or rather, things of a practical nature that I assign in My thinking to the spiritual realm. And her way of going about things right now is an implementation of many of the ideas that she and I have discussed, (even if she isn't necessarily comfy in labeling them the way I do).
Not that I take credit for any epiphany on her part -- everything is a result of the accumulation of multiple influences and sources of information, and in any event I don't trust epiphanies as a rule. But it did feel good to see certain things I've been saying over a period of months borne out.
And most importantly she seems genuinely happier and more at ease. And she told Me that she will be around more as it gets gradually easier to embrace the new, more fluid, her.
I'm glad I asked.
As much as I strive to not care about people's motives, I admit I find it difficult not to wonder. And, well, I usually ask about things when I wonder. It saves Me a lot of energy, long-term.
So I asked her why she'd been staying away of late.
she told Me that she was attempting to break with her old patterns of behavior, and that familiar places tended to create familiar responses. she needed to be less "rooted" so that her explorations, her "new way," could really take hold.
her answer made Me sad because I miss her but I couldn't argue much with the logic. And yes, I realize that any expectations created by a familiar place are as much self-created as not, but for all that they are nonetheless real. And very difficult to break free of.
Thinking more about it this morning, I ended up feeling better about things. This girl is someone I'd had more than a couple of conversations with about what I consider "spiritual" matters, or rather, things of a practical nature that I assign in My thinking to the spiritual realm. And her way of going about things right now is an implementation of many of the ideas that she and I have discussed, (even if she isn't necessarily comfy in labeling them the way I do).
Not that I take credit for any epiphany on her part -- everything is a result of the accumulation of multiple influences and sources of information, and in any event I don't trust epiphanies as a rule. But it did feel good to see certain things I've been saying over a period of months borne out.
And most importantly she seems genuinely happier and more at ease. And she told Me that she will be around more as it gets gradually easier to embrace the new, more fluid, her.
I'm glad I asked.
More Things
A few more items.
1. I'm going to make a real effort to not let the baseball blog fall by the wayside this season. So far so good but it's not even April yet. Time will tell.
2. A friend in this arena lost his mother recently, rather suddenly. My thoughts and wishes for what peace can be found in this event to be found as painlessly as possible go out to him.
3. I want to thank everyone who commented recently and reminded that they are still out there. I shouldn't ever forget/doubt that, but, well, stuff happens. Even to Me!
4. I did mean what I said about leaving more comments. As soon as I'm able to find some time to read some posts.
5. My best wishes to everyone . . . soon it will be spring in spirit as well as in fact, and that's pretty wonderful. KAHTATUS.
1. I'm going to make a real effort to not let the baseball blog fall by the wayside this season. So far so good but it's not even April yet. Time will tell.
2. A friend in this arena lost his mother recently, rather suddenly. My thoughts and wishes for what peace can be found in this event to be found as painlessly as possible go out to him.
3. I want to thank everyone who commented recently and reminded that they are still out there. I shouldn't ever forget/doubt that, but, well, stuff happens. Even to Me!
4. I did mean what I said about leaving more comments. As soon as I'm able to find some time to read some posts.
5. My best wishes to everyone . . . soon it will be spring in spirit as well as in fact, and that's pretty wonderful. KAHTATUS.
YouTube Tuesday: The Pick of Destiny
I love Jack Black. There is something about him that just makes Me laugh, even before he says a word. I liked him especially as the burnout brother in Orange County and as the pretend private-school teacher in School of Rock.
Now, Black seems to be trying to break into date=movie acceptability. While he actually is a very good actor and will probably pull it off I think it's a mistake. Jack is an over-the-top kind of guy.
Before there was "Jack Black" there was Tenacious D, an acoustic "rock" duo who brilliantly played up/exploited/lampooned every arena-rock cliche there is.
Last year Tenacious D got a shot at a movie, The Pick of Destiny. It bombed -- too much of an extended in-joke -- but this clip, the video of the title song/promo for the movie shows Tenacious D at their ridiculous best.
Anyone who can not only write, but actually sing a line like "and he who is groovy/must be in my movie" with a straight face has a lot going for him.
Now, Black seems to be trying to break into date=movie acceptability. While he actually is a very good actor and will probably pull it off I think it's a mistake. Jack is an over-the-top kind of guy.
Before there was "Jack Black" there was Tenacious D, an acoustic "rock" duo who brilliantly played up/exploited/lampooned every arena-rock cliche there is.
Last year Tenacious D got a shot at a movie, The Pick of Destiny. It bombed -- too much of an extended in-joke -- but this clip, the video of the title song/promo for the movie shows Tenacious D at their ridiculous best.
Anyone who can not only write, but actually sing a line like "and he who is groovy/must be in my movie" with a straight face has a lot going for him.
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