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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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I went to the mall on Friday. Don’t ask me why, I hate the mall. But, I needed underwear. Again, don’t ask me why, I hate underwear. I guess I just wanted a change. Anyway, I went to Victoria’s Secret (yet another thing I hate but they had this 5 for $25 sale so how could I resist?) So, after I’d picked out my 5 pairs of underwear, I got in line to pay. As I was waiting, I saw the Spice Girls Reunion CD for only $4.99. Having once been a hardcore Spice Girls fan, (I once marched around my house in a nightgown chanting “Spice Girls Rule”) I simply couldn’t pass this up. I mean, Victoria’s Secret is the ONLY place you can get the CD and Lord only knows when I’ll be at the mall again.

When I listened to the CD, I could not believe that my mother let me listen to them when I couldn’t have been older than 10. Their first single “Wannabe” includes the lyrics “slam your body down and zigga zig ah.” Now, I had no idea what that meant when I was 10 and honestly, I have no idea what it means now. But, I think it’s safe to assume that it’s something sexual. And, they have lyrics even less subtle. The chorus to the song “2 Become 1” is “I need some love like I never needed love before (wanna make love to ya Baby) I had a little love, now I’m back for more (wanna make love to ya Baby)”. Honestly, I think the music industry was TERRIBLY irresponsible here. You can’t tell me the target demographic wasn’t young girls. And young girls do not need to slam their bodies down and zigga zig ah. That being said, I can’t deny that I still love The Spice Girls. They’re catchy and when I’m sad, they’re great “dancing in your undies” music. (now that I have undies to dance in.)



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