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{August 18, 2008}   Mmmbop!

Ok, so while I was in Indiana, Maddie and I rekindled our love affair with Hanson in all their 90’s bubble gum pop glory. We also made plans to see the new Hanson in Chicago at House of Blues in November. Yes, in case you didn’t know, those crazy Hanson brothers are still at it only now they’re an indie/adult alternative type band. They’re actually pretty good too. Crazy… I know. And then I got to thinking about how much it must suck to want to be a serious musician and have Mmmbop as your past. And to know that no matter how good you are now. How intelligent your lyrics are, how well you play your instruments, everyone will always still think of you as those 3 boys who looked and sang like girls.

The Hanson comeback is not the same as the New Kids on the Block(Herein “NKOB”)  comeback. Hanson is making a serious comeback and they are working hard to be serious musicians in a world where people aren’t inclined to take them seriously. The members of NKOB are well into their 30s if not 40s and still producing the same bubblegum pop crap as a fight not to be forgotten in pop culture history. Because, bubblegum pop crap is about all they can do.

Early Hanson Lyrics:

Mmmbop
Ba duba bop
Ba du bop
Ba duba dop
Ba du bop
Ba duba dop
Ba du
Yeah
Yeah

And they’re gone
Yeah
In an mmmbop they’re gone
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah

New Hanson Lyrics:

When every eye is on the fortune it can only breed contempt
They say blood is thicker than oceans
Still we box out brothers in

You can see the difference in thos two choruses. Now let’s look at some NKOB choruses

Old NKOB:

Didn’t I blow your mind this time
Didn’t I (Oh, baby)
Didn’t I blow your mind this time (Baby)
Didn’t I (Listen)

New NKOB:

I think about you in the summertime,
(Oh oh)
And all the good times we had, baby,
Been a few years and I can’t deny,
(Oh oh)
The thought of you still makes me crazy,
I think about you in the summertime,
(Oh oh)
I’m sittin’ here in the sun with you on my mind.
You’re my, my summertime

 

And there we see little to no difference.

I guess my point is this: Both cases are somewhat tragic. But in one case we have has beens trying to be serious musicians (and doing a pretty good job in my opinion) in a world that just isn’t going to take them seriously. And in the other case we have washed up has beens continuing to be washed up has beens. This… makes me sad.

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{August 11, 2008}   Shop Vac part two

So I’ve just gotten back from vacation and the first thing I have to do is vacuum up the mess our electrician has left. This time however, it’s plaster or sheet rock or something. And as I’m shop vac-ing and swearing at the shop vac, I notice that it struggles to pick up the pieces and actually can’t pick up quite a few of them. And it is at this time that I realize that the shop vac and I are a lot alike. Neither one of us wants to clean up plaster, neither of is made to, and it’s not my job or the shop vac’s. While I doubt the shop vac and I will ever be friends, I do have a new found sense of respect and compassion for it.



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