I’ve been thinking a lot lately about getting a tattoo. I just need something exciting to mix it up and make my life more interesting. I’ve come this far in life and haven’t done a whole lot of stupid stuff with good stories. Need to get this canvas a little dirty.
I’ve wanted to get wings on my ankles for a long time.
But I’ve heard ankles are really painful and what not. And I’m just not that convinced on it yet. Maybe if I got to Vegas with Suess for our birthday’s one year I’ll get them there.
I’ve always thought about getting “details details details” on my arm. It’d mean something to me, because my boss always tells me that the details are the most important part of my job. And it’d just be a constant reminder to slow down and appreciate the details, in my career and in life.
What do you guys think? Thoughts? Input?
So we all remember Isaiah Mustafa, just Google “Old Spice Guy” if you need to refresh your memory, and the ads he did for Old Spice. They were funny, original, and made men want to buy their product. Even though the ads pandered to the ladies as “The Man Your Man Could Smell Like“, most of us guys wanted to be that guy.
Even if it meant just smelling like him. Some people rank him next to the Dos Equis as the Two Most Interesting Men In The World.
The YouTube campaign was unprecedented in it’s use of social media like YouTube and Twitter. and resulted in an increase of sales by 107% for Old Spice (see here). The video has almost 34 million views on YouTube. I’m sure at least a few of us out there edited together the phone message video to have the Old Spice Guy on our answering machine.
Things were going great for Old Spice. Until now.
The new Old Spice Guy is now Fabio. Fabio? Are you kidding me?! Practically no one from my generation even knows who he is! We were all babies when he was gracing the covers of adult “romance” novels throughout the 80′s & 90′s.
One of my friends has a Tumblr dedicated to appreciating Fabio in his once great glory (ironic hipster appreciation of course – http://fabioisawesome.tumblr.com/) So why Old Spice wanted to pull him out of nowhere and start using him for their ads is beyond me.
This is the first Fabio Old Spice ad that I saw. This is definitely not the kind of guy I want to be buying deodorant from. Rolling around on a piano like that? Rubbing his face against the stick of deodorant? No. This is not cool. I tuned out as soon as he started rolling back over to the second girl.
Here’s the second one:
Great, Fabio has long hair. And again with the rubbing on his face?! What is this?!?!?!
What happened to the great single shot ads? Ones that knew they were being ridiculous and fantastic. These new ones were trying so hard that they just end up looking silly.
Hopefully the community explodes with hate for Fabio and brings back the man we all loved.
Look at your new man, now back to me, now back at your new man, now back to me.
Sadly, he isn’t me.
- Meet Your Newest Old Spice Guy: Fabio (Yes, That Fabio) (adweek.com)
- Fabio: The NEW Old Spice Guy? (celebs.icanhascheezburger.com)
- The New Old Spice Guy Is an Old, Familiar Face: Fabio [VIDEOS] (mashable.com)
This is a song by The Forecast called Welcome Home. It has a great spoken word part, which I think is interviews of the band members about their experiences and what they love about being in a band. I can’t find it anywhere else on the internet, so I had to transcribe it myself. I think they’re descriptions perfectly encapsulate what it’s like to be in a band that’s just starting out.
This is a stretch of perfect pavement asphalt
Made to stave off the starvation and curtail the motion which we settle for
I drink every last drop
As this moment may suddenly stop as quickly as it started
But still I think to myself; “what will become all of of this?”
Hotel rooms, restaurants, late night arguments
Lovers loathing their better halves living lives week to week
With nothing but faith in each other’s moronic dreams
Scraping yourself together after hours of being bounced around some stupid van
Which smells like 500 miles of BO and old bruschutto
I just wonder if they only knew what we go through
to give them half hour’s worth of gawking
So they can talk about how horrible we are to their friends
Hey who am I and what do I care?
Just an apparition to poke fun at
Sleeping dream to dream and driving state to state
So someone with bigger and better aspirations
can come and pick up where I left off
Let’s just pray their imitation is better than mine
Okay, so, you wake up, you get in the van, you turn the radio on and listen to music
Drive for a couple of hours, you get to breakfast, you eat breakfast
You get back in the van, turn the radio on and listen to music
Finally you get to the show, you load in, you get to hear the DJ play some music
Then the first couple of bands go on and you get to listen to them play music
Maybe a band goes on after you and you get to hear them play music
You load out of the club, and you get back in the van
And probably put the radio on and listen to music
You get to where you’re gonna stay, probably a kid’s house,
maybe a hotel if you’re on some cool label
And then you lay down your sleeping bag after a good couple of drinks of whiskey
And you put your iPod on, your headphones on and you listen to music
Touring is a 4.13 wake up call in a hotel
you have no recollection of ever checking into
Wake up, wake up, wake up
I would never dare check into this, who’s responsible for this debacle?
Wake up, wake up, wake up
Okay, I’m awake, the bed is spinning,
all I see is white, it’s all white but I’m awake
It’s probably been spinning for days or years
Over that same thing when you’re forced into the awkward situation of trying to answer the question:
“Do you remember me?”
“Who’s your friend?”
“Oh, this is Dan. Dan, this is…er”
You trail off, fully knowing that you’ll forget their name
Dammit, every second feels like three hours
Yeah this was not a feeling
And that’s it
They’re just dead, just another footnote for the books
Wyoming, yes, that was Wyoming
What would you do if you had five minutes to live? Trace a young man's few minutes of trying to fulfill his highest potential.
The great thing about playing around with an old analog synthesizer is…
When you’re done recording, you can always call it “process music” and people will think you’re a fucking genius.
[Music to follow]
Sigh, I had hoped to do more posting on here this year, but as usual life has caught up with me.
School is busy as per usual, with 2 hard classes and 3 relatively easy classes it’s fairly nice. But the two hard classes suck my will to live. So that’s not cool. Also with the beginning of February, that means by birthday is in 2 weeks. Yay for being 21. I can drink anywhere now. Although I’m not that excited about my birthday. There’s nothing I really want to do, or get, so it’ll probably be a boring busy day of school. Although I think I’ll be going to a hockey game with my friends on the 25th – so it should be good.
That’s basically my life in a nutshell. In the world though, lots has been going on.
Things like, the Dire Straits song “Money for Nothing” and Mark Twain‘s “Adventures of Huckleberry Finn” have been censored for public use. The words “faggot” and “nigger” have been removed from the respective pieces of art. I personally think that this is stupid. I believe that these things were created in a certain context, and that the viewer has to put themselves into that context to correctly understand the piece. These words were typical of the time, and although they aren’t acceptable by today’s standards, that doesn’t mean that we should remove them from our society. By the same token, why haven’t we covered up Michaelangelo’s David or other nude statues from centuries ago? Those are offensive to some by today’s standards. It’s the same idea transferred to a different medium.
Just like the thousands of other who will soon upload this video to their blogs, Thank you Ricky Gervais for being so ballsy.
When I’ve got the money, and the sweet awesome computer, I am going to do this. Mmmm computer in old piano. It’d be super awesome with my speakers in it too.
Monday Morning Randomness! Gallery.
I think this is how music should be taught in junior high and high schools. The minimal theory we get is so irrelevant to anything else, and if a guy like this came to talk to a high school music class, it would easily change the performance, the technique, and the overall intelligence of the musicians. I know I definitely don’t listen to music in the way he describes, I often find it hard to connect with some pieces, especially as they grow larger in number of performers and into the 20th century.
Benjamin Zander does a fantastic job of speaking and getting his points across in a comical and understandable manner.
I loved this video. Props to my brother for showing me.
- Musical Insights (lithe.wordpress.com)
My next installment in the EmJay Music Challenge
The Bird and the Bee’s – Polite Dance Song. I’ve fallen in love with this band since I reviewed their CD not too long ago. I love the simplicity in this video. And the fact that the band is moving as little as possible and showing no emotion. The lyrics are pretty sweet too.
I feel like this is what a dance competition between Fag Sauce and I would be like…