Showing posts with label AC/DC. Show all posts
Showing posts with label AC/DC. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

A Tale of Two Videos

ACDC The other night on a Facebook post, I mentioned Celine Dion in derogatory terms. I can't remember the exact wording, but I believe I was apologizing to the world for Sarah Palin, and said that she was worse than a hundred Celine Dions, or some such thing. I know that some people like her. I'm not going to try to convince anyone not to, but I also have no qualms about reiterating my utter contempt for the woman. I do not find her music entertaining. I find it abhorrent. (Please note that I am able to separate the person from the product; she may be a very nice and likable person. However, her musical output is not my cup of tea, to put it mildly.)

Inevitably, the craptastic video of her and Anastasia's cover of AC/DC's "You Shook Me All Night Long" came up. Because I brought it up. It is a mockery of all that is sacred (or profane) in rock and roll, and a complete travesty of what is a genuine rock and roll classic. It is generally considered to be among the top worst song covers of all time. Take a look.

Let's talk about what is wrong here.

First and foremost, you've got a woman singing this song. I'm all for cool rock chicks, but they do better with their own music, and I'm not sure that anyone without testicles should be singing AC/DC. It's a little jarring to hear her singing about the guy knocking her out with his American thighs, because a discussion of thighs usually occurs when a man is talking about a woman. You know, thigh high stockings, wrapping of said thighs around something, running hands down them...guys like thighs. They sing about them. Male thighs, although appreciated, are generally not celebrated in female song.

Then there is her voice. It is much better suited to ballads and love songs, not a balls-to-the-wall rock song like this one. Anastasia has a voice fairly well-suited to rock, so her participation in this isn't quite as embarrassing. But then they actually do harmonies in this song. Harmonies? Why? Someone please tell me...why?!

Air guitar. She does freakin' air guitar. Not once, but several times. We do not do air guitar in public, unless it's as a joke among close friends. VERY close friends. Air guitar is a private act, much like masturbation. If you masturbate in front of thousands, you're more than likely a porn star. If you do air guitar in front of thousands, you're just an asshole.

She attempts Angus Young's Chuck Berry-esque guitar strut. In her cropped pants, angel-sleeve top, and high heels. Then she does more air guitar, and does some sort of Saturday Night Fever pointing to the sky. Or maybe she's channeling Babe Ruth. I don't know. It just looks idiotic. She does some sort of strange dance at the end that Shane felt was reminiscent of a road runner. Ooo. Rock on, Celine.

There are plenty of high-fives going around, accompanied by shouts of "C'mon, girlfriend!" Celine actually high-fives the guitarist after their solo. (I say "their," because I'm not sure if that guitarist is male or female.) That is SO not rock and roll.

She does duckface. Pay attention, everyone. Duckface is not attractive. It looks stupid.

Now let's look at the original video by AC/DC. Yes, it's bigger. Because it's better.

Now we're talkin'! (A little Beth trivia here. When I lived in Indianapolis, I was part of a bachelor/bachelorette fundraiser for cystic fibrosis, in which we got donations and a date package put together, then auctioned off our "date." When I did the catwalk, I had them play "You Shook Me All Night Long." Why? 'Cause I rock, that's why.)

First, remember that this was from AC/DC's first album after the death of the amazing Bon Scott. There have been very few bands to survive the death of such a charismatic and talented singer as Bon, but AC/DC totally kicked ass with "Back In Black." It's one of the best rock albums of all time (in my book), and this is an iconic rock song.

Brian Johnson has a fantastic rock screech. I don't know how guys sing like that, but it's really a great rock and roll voice.

You've got a chick with thigh high stockings, writhing on a bed, and riding a mechanical bull. Chicks in skimpy outfits riding bikes. Not that I'm into that (I'm a meat and potatoes gal, thanks), but that's so rock and roll. Brian Johnson opens the bedroom door and drops everything when he sees what is inside. On a song from the same album, Brian sings, "I asked you if you wanted any rhythm and love, you said you wanna rock and roll instead." Seeing Celine do "You Shook Me All Night Long" has all the sex appeal of a banana slug.

Finally, two words: Angus Young. This little snot is one of the greatest guitarists ever, and seeing him in his schoolboy outfit duckwalking across the stage as he whips that guitar into a frenzy is one of my little pleasures in life. Angus is awesome. He can get away with duckface, too, because he's not doing it to be cute. On him, it's a sneer. Guitar is sexy; guitar is cool; guitar is fun; guitar is mean and amazing and touching and generates emotions that are indescribable. (At least for me.) Is Angus sexy? No, not really. Is his guitar-playing? Uh huh.

That is my "compare and contrast" on the two videos, and that is why I do not like Celine Dion. She took one of rock's greatest songs and made it laughable. That is unforgivable in my book.

The End.

Thursday, October 23, 2008

For those about to rock....





Guess what I got in the mail today?

The new AC/DC, "Black Ice." Did you get it yet, Lisa? It's great!

Woooooo! Rock and roll!

While this is nothing groundbreaking, these guys can still kick it out, man. It's pretty typical AC/DC, just some good, solid rock and roll. I was playing it on the computer, so it wasn't very loud, but you know how some blogs have music playing when you go to them? AC/DC drowned it out completely. No contest. I look forward to playing it on the actual stereo and running it through my Bose 901's. Things will be falling from the walls! Ha ha!

I've only listened to it once, so I need to give it another spin or 12, but my favorites so far are "Rock n Roll Train" (the first single, getting quite a bit of airplay), "Big Jack," "Spoilin' for a Fight," "Rocking all the Way" (with a great Angus guitar solo), and the title track. My absolute favorite, though, is the anthemic "She Likes Rock n Roll," and its chorus of "She digs rock 'n roll, She likes rock 'n roll!"

How can it not be my favorite? They wrote it for me! Thanks, guys! Mwah! Mwah! Really, it's just a lot of fun. I can imagine being at a concert and shouting along with that song! By the way, I heard this morning that their Chicago shows October 30 and November 1 at Rosemont sold out in 8 minutes. They still rock, I'm telling you.

I'm going to go start the enchiladas for Ken's birthday dinner, but before I go, I'll put up my favorite AC/DC song. Angus Young may be a strange little fellow, but I think he's one of the best guitarists in recent history. I love how this song starts with just the guitar riff and low vocals, then the drums start up, then Brian starts singing and the song KICKS in. No lyrics needed...it's AC/DC, they're not known for their poetry. Here's "Thunderstruck." Turn it up!

Saturday, October 18, 2008

I like Bacon!

Today has been quite the shopping day for us.

I just ordered some stuff from Amazon. Shane told me last night that he heard the Dandy Warhols had a 2008 release, which I had not heard! *gasp* I checked it out, and sure enough, it's called "Earth to the Dandy Warhols." I also ordered the new AC/DC, "Black Ice," which I'm hearing is supposed to be a Walmart exclusive, but I found it through an independent dealer. I have a long standing policy of not buying CDs at Walmart, ever since I bought a Local H CD (the one with "High-Fiving MF" on it) there and it had been censored by Walmart. I was appalled. Don't you censor my music, Walmart! You aren't the boss of me! I also ordered the latest Repairman Jack novel by F. Paul Wilson. Repairman Jack is probably my favorite character in fiction right now--I'll write more about him when I finish the book.

Speaking of Walmart, that was our first stop today. Got a couple of things for dinner, and we always make a stop by their $5 movie bin. We found some great ones today! "Thinner" (from the Stephen King book), "Desperation" (ditto), "Bull Durham" (one of my favorite sports movies of all time), "Airplane!" ("Don't call me Shirley."), and another one (I'll tell you in a moment).

On the subject of sports movies, apparently when Sarah Palin was in Noblesville, Indiana (down by Indianapolis) yesterday, she told the crowd that her favorite movie is "Hoosiers." Not her favorite sports movie, not her favorite sports movie about basketball, not even her favorite movie set in Indiana (I'm not sure all that many are). Nope, she said that "Hoosiers" is her favorite movie.

My ass.

But I digress. (She's supposed to be on SNL tonight, by the way. I'm looking forward to it.)

After Walmart, we went to Lowe's and enjoyed a little home improvement shopping. It had been a while, and it was kind of fun! We got more insulation for the garage, which Ken is installing now, and a few odds and ends like new doorknobs for the bedroom doors (one broke).

So the fifth movie we got...we were digging through the bin, finding the aforementioned good ones, and Ken held one out to me and said, "Do you have this?" My reply was a gasp followed by, "Footloose!! NO!" "Footloose" is right up there with those other guilty pleasure movies of the 80's, "Dirty Dancing" and "Road House" ("Road House" is still tops for me, though.) Who can forget a young Kevin Bacon as the big city kid in a small town. A town that has banned dancing! O, the humanity! The warehouse scene where he is filled with teen angst and dances to shake off the oppression he feels from the people in the town is a classic. This is modern day cheese at its best!

I'm putting up the high school dance scene rather than the warehouse scene, because I think the high school dance is just like Kraft--it's the cheesiest! I won't put up the lyrics, because pretty much all you need to know is "Now I gotta cut loose, footloose, kick off your Sunday shoes." There's other nonsense like "Please, Louise, pull me offa my knees." You get the idea.

Oh my God, I can remember being at a wedding party when everyone formed two lines, and we went down the middle of the two lines, doing our little dance to this song. My ex-brother-in-law and I went down the middle doing that little kick-step dance, and we thought we were so cool and so good. Hahaha! It's on the verge of embarrassing to remember some of that, and some of the clothes we all wore, but it was all in fun and it was a good time back then. It sure makes me laugh to think back on it!