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Apr 4 07: mortification of the brain
I have a job interview tomorrow. To tell you about the job would be to get myself quite worked up about how much I want it. I have refused to spend the evening thinking about it. Instead I have opened the box. I have unsealed the jar. I have read the forbidden scroll.
I have listened to the song that obliterates all thought. And now I’m going to share it with you, because… well, because this is the Internet, and how can I not?
My history with the song in question begins with Matthew Baldwin, pretty okay guy and host of Defective Yeti. He’d been torturing his wife with it. His tale was funny, sure, but never having heard the song in question, I just didn’t grok it. And I had to know. Thus: The Black Eyed Peas’ “My Humps”. Possibly one of the most mind-boggling pieces of music ever written. Inane yet so very catchy. Vile yet perky. Beyond stupid yet inexplicably popular. Once you’ve heard it, you can never unhear it. But if you haven’t heard it—and I know that at least one or two of my readers will not have had the pleasure—you probably should. Go on. I’ll wait.
Right. Okay, all the above was just the warm-up, the backstory, the grim prologue. The Black Eyed Peas singing “My Humps” is not the music that devours the mind and leaves you standing in a swirly-eyed daze.1 No sirree Bob. For that, you need Alanis Morrisette doing a faux-mopey-piano-girl cover of The Black Eyed Peas’ “My Humps.” Yes, seriously. You cannot look away. The world of things recedes into velvety blankness. It’s brainwipe-in-a-jar. Five minutes after pressing ‘play,’ I was busily writing this post and I realized that I could not for the life of me remember how I’d first found this thing.2 But it’s also completely hilarious. Exactly what I needed. Thank you, Alanis.
1 My god, it’s Experiment IV. Or maybe Experiment Three-and-a-Half….
2 Okay, six minutes. The first thing I did was find a place where I could download the mp3.
Commentary
Good luck on the interview. I hope it goes fabulously and you get the job.
posted by Heather, Apr 5 07 5:30 AM