- I picked up the new Nickelback album, All the Right Reasons today. So far it seems pretty good. They are using a lot more acoustic guitar than they have in past albums. I think after the success Chad Kroeger had with “Hero,” he has followed a similar formula for their radio-friendly songs. Of their five albums, I’d probably rank this one as my third favorite, but it might have potential to move up to number two as I listen to it more. Silver Side Up holds the top spot among the Nickelback albums, and I don’t see it getting displaced.
- Brach’s Star Brites peppermints are addictive.
- How about that, the Bears didn’t play this past weekend, but they are now back in first place in the division with a 1–2 record. My 9–7 prediction should definitely be enough to win the division.
- Here are today’s song lyrics: “What makes you so jumpy? Why can’t you sit still? Oh yeah.”
Tuesday, October 04, 2005
Quick Thoughts 10/4
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You sure you have that right? I thought it was "What's got you so jumpy"..... you know, the whole "bad gramour" phase of music writing when it's easier to use slang and improper gramour in order to find the correct number of syllables.
I don't have the song with me otherwise I'd check for you.
What the hell is going on?
I think the time is right for a full analysis of Unskinny Bop, an unravelling of its deeper mysteries, and an evaluation of its relevance in today's post-9/11 world.
First, I'd like to state that "What's got you so jumpy" and "What makes you so jumpy" have the same number of syllables, and any grammar offense created by the former at least isn't as bad as the de rigueur in French music, which is to just completely change how everything is pronounced to get it to fit. One can have sympathy, though -- their custom of not pronoucing the last 5 or so letters in their words can present a challenge to even a songwriter of Bret Michael's ilk.
Second, I'd like to note something that the song is given little credit for -- namely, that it presaged the coming of the genre of Math Rock. Specifically, note how the background "bops" in the chorus appear in numbers of ascending powers of two.
Last, one must acknowledge the inescapable conclusion that the song, sadly, has put itself beyond any latter-day revival possibilities by including a reference to the dated notion that pumping gasoline is desirous. In today's 3-dollar-a-gallon world, nobody "wants" to pump it, you, or anything else.
So, there you have it -- a song that was in ways ahead of its time, cheated of its legacy by being only slightly less dated than Escape Club's Wild, Wild West. In a way, a microcosm of Poison themselves, or, in a word -- crap.
Dan, you seriously need a job writing as a music critic. Brilliant.
Dan, I would tend to agree with everything you wrote, but I don't understand half of the words you used.
Ryan, hey thanks. Maybe if I was a critic I could get my treatise "How Some of Them Tried To Rhyme, but They Couldn't Rhyme Like This: The Inside Story of Early-Nineties Pre-Adolescent Hip-Hop" published.
Jason, that's why I summed up with "crap."
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