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Damn Linda Evangelista and damn her eyebrows! I have been off the last two days and work tomorrow. Finally got some precious pool time (mit sonnenshein) outside and have been passing the late afternoon with VH1s countdown of the top 100 songs of the 90s. Ahhhhh, the memories! Linda, Christie, Cindy, Naomi, Tatjana….
God I used to have so much fun going out every Thursday – not Friday or Saturday (for amateurs) – say to the I Beam in the Haight for 70’s funk remixes or DV8 and see my bouncer boyfriend du jour. This was a time when my bestie at the time and I would spend hours getting into costume – we did elaborate hair dos involving hair that was not our own – and i recall fringed shorts as well as chaps with hand cuffs as a decoration. We were on the list wherever and knew people. Fortunately for all involved, there is no photographic evidence documenting my circa 1990s love of beehive hairdos, electric blue eyeshadow, babydoll dresses or fishnets. They could not possibly live up to my memories.
ok. this club – townsend? ws the site of many early 20 debacles. all i am sayin’.
just always loved this song…
this black box song came out the summer i went to NYC with my step dad and mom… lets just say i was surprised to discover that NYC has no last call and i traded the bouncers MARS staff tshirt for some bart simpson thing i bought on the street.. the rest of this story cannot be typed.
im jingling baby! another NYC song
tupac – before he got toooo heavy (and dead. ick)
just a little bit?
de groovy? degorgeous! ok. i had a wig – yes i said wig – back in the day and went out like that! ug. i was cool. we always were on the list.
anything de la soul/jungle brothers is awesome..
my name is YO YO i’m not a ho NO
bow wow wow
brand new heavies. best. make. out. record. ever.
jungle bros…. see above
sistah monie
doowatchalike. the extended version is way better. if your toenails smell AND look like onions…
oh yo yo, you know you are just a softie girl!
i don’t have the patience to keep it on the up
Put me in a special school
’Cos I am such a fool
And I don’t need a single book
To teach me how to read
Who needs stupid books?
They are for petty crooks
And I will learn by studying
The lesson in my dreams
Turn off the TV,
’Cos that’s what others see
And movies are as bad as
Eating chocolate ice cream
They only sicken me
Don’t let me play football
I’ll sack the quarterback
And jack the brother of the ball.
I’m a troublemaker
Never been a faker
Doing things my own way
And never giving up.
I’m a troublemaker
Not a double taker
I don’t have the patience
To keep it on the up.
I picked up a guitar
What does that signify?
I’m gonna play some heavy metal riffs
And you will die
You wanted arts and crafts
How’s this for arts and crafts
Wananana…
That’s right!
I’m growing out my hair
I’m movin’ out to Cherokee
I’m gonna be a rock star
And you will go to bed with me
’Cos I can’t work a job
Like any other slob.
Punchin’ in and punchin’ out
And suckin’ up to Bob
Marrying a bitch.
Having 7 kids.
Giving up
And growing old
And hoping there’s a God.
I’m a troublemaker
Never been a faker
Doing things my own way
And never giving up.
I’m a troublemaker
Not a double taker
I don’t have the patience
To keep it on the up.
I’m gonna be a star
And people will crane necks
To get a glimpse of me
And see if I am having a sex.
In studying and my moves
They try to understand
Why I am so unlike the singers
In the other bands.
I’m such a mystery
As anyone can see
There isn’t anybody else
Exactly quite like me.
And when it’s party time
Like 1999
I’ll party by myself
Because I’m such a special guy.
I’m a troublemaker
Never been a faker
Doing things my own way
And never giving up.
I’m a troublemaker
Not a double taker
I don’t have the patience
To keep it on the up.
(Keep it on the up)
I’m a troublemaker
(Keep it on the up)
I’m a troublemaker
(Keep it on the up)
I’m a troublemaker
Never giving up.
not entirely sure what she wrote this song about, but the words, as far as i am understanding them and seeing them on this lovely video, they speak to me right now. not usually a sucker for songs used in advertising, but i love this song, the video – the whole deal. i’m a sucker for sgt. pepper horns -more music to buy!
*UPDATE: i know from my search engine stats that people are searching out this song and ending up here, so click on the link and you will see the video for “new soul” by yael naim
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