Mannequin Zone

The other day, while I was watching ESPNEWS when they had a female golfer on the show. Before they went to commercial break, they had the camera directly on her. It remained on her for a couple of seconds. She was smiling, but it wasn't a true smile. It was the forced smile. You can tell from the eyes (eyes are the key to everything). The look in her eyes totally said "I don't want to have this camera on me. I really want a hot pocket and some jelly beans". It is an awkward situation for me, the precious viewer. It annoys me when people do that, but I myself am very guilty. I think we all are. It is just something that we all do, like breathe or cartwheels in the rain.

I also want to talk about this song I heard a little while ago. It is a song by the band 'Sprites' titled 'George Romero'. The songs gets its name from director/writer best known for his 'Dead Series' of films 'Night of the Living Dead', 'Dawn of the Dead', 'Day of the Dead', 'Land of the Dead', and the upcoming 'Diary of the Dead'. The song talks about how they would want to live in a mall like the characters do in the movie 'Dawn of the Dead'. The song just has a catch tune that will stay with you (like referencing Abe Vigoda in every post will stay with me). Here is a link to the song 'George Romero' - Sprites. Kudos to the band for having downloads of their song on their website, sprites.org.uk

Another song I want to talk about is the 'Ben Folds' cover of the 'Dr. Dre' song 'B*tches Ain't Sh*t'. It is really fun to hear a piano with a soft voice sing those lyrics. I laugh and then stop in amazement of the vulgar lyrics in this form. This song really has put what rappers are trying to say. I wish that Ben Folds would introduce more covers of rap songs to the world to help me understand the messages of rappers. On a completely different note I did hear an acoustic cover of 'Hey Ya' by 'Outkast'. That was cool since I really dig acoustic songs.

Finally, I have a bone to pick with a Mr. Spike Lee. I was flipping around on TV the other day when I see the movie 'Summer of Sam' was on. I am sitting there thinking I was going to get a movie about the 'Son of Sam' killer David Berkowitz. The film, although it did have some 'Son of Sam' in it, was mainly about the summer of '77 in an Italian area of the Bronx. I am not saying it was a bad film, but the title is very misleading. Instead of a straight film about the murderer, I get a story of befriending those around you, the heat of '77, people changing, and the New York Yankees run to the World Series (the year Reggie Jackson hit three homeruns in one World Series game). Anyway, I just feel Spike Lee lied to me. I don't need a national apology, just a little something that says 'My Bad - Spike', maybe a box of Trix yogurt would do.