Liz Lemon gave us “Ladies, that’s a dealbreaker!” and now Norah Jones and White on Rice give it lyrics and a beat. Up until this video, I kind of thought of Jones as a snooze but not only is this song hysterical, she’s super sexy in it.
Check out “Dealbreaker” below.
I’m kind of digging Bachelor #3′s water wings but not the “cadaver sex” the ladies describe. And I’m with the women–being into Nickelback is definitely a dealbreaker. Not even James Franco is a perfect specimen of masculinity. You’ll see why.
(Make to watch till the end for the Will Forte cameo!)
I was out dancing last night with some wonderful ladies and the very best of 90s hip hop was playing including this song I remember from my bat mitzvah years–Salt-N-Pepa’s “Shoop.” At least at 29, I’m a much better dancer than I was at 11.
You gotta love a hip hop music video where the men are the objects.
Here’s a song we’ve all wished we could sing from time to time. In “Hey Boy,” The Blow sings about a guy who never called her, perhaps after a first encounter or date. She lyrically and succinctly sums up all the reasons he never got in touch.
A. You’re gay.
B. You’ve got a girlfriend
C. You kind of thought I came on too strong
D. I just wasn’t your thing.
In ten seconds, The Blow does the work of thousands of relationship books and blogs (including this one). I guess I should retire and move to Portland where twentysomethings are sent out pasture.
Now that I’ve turned 29 and my own personal Saturn has returned, I’m thinking of settling down. Nevermind that I haven’t met a guy I’ve wanted to go on a third date with in awhile. That is unimportant because my most important life events take place in my imagination or on YouTube.
Enter Kimbra’s music video for “Settle Down,” which depicts a Stepford-esque existence for the perfectly coiffed woman in modest heels, vacuuming her home, backed by ladylike dolls.
Though this video in every way depicts the future I hope for, down to the wax-like impotent Ken doll husband, there are a few small differences between what I plan to do as a married and what the Kimbra sings about. First of all, I won’t brush my hair like the protagonist–it’s a bad idea for Jews with curly hair.
There’s also the name of her future child. Kimbra sings, “Raise a child/We’ll call her Nebraska.”
Now, while I’m not opposed to children named after places, if I was to name my children after states, I would choose Virginia for the older one and West Virginia for the younger one. This way one can accuse the other of being a hillbilly who prefers incest, to which she can retort “Well, at least we didn’t secede from the Union to fight on behalf of slaveholders.” It will be an interesting and nerdy sort of sibling rivalry.
I know I’m pretty late to the La Roux party having only discovered her music over the past year thanks to my awesome Pandora station (Florence + the Machine + Kanye West = awesomeness) but now that I’m here, I’m a pretty big fan of her music especially the song “Bulletproof.”
And with lyrics like “Been there, done that,messed around/I’m having fun, don’t put me down/I’ll never let you sweep me off my feet” the song makes an excellent addition to the Anti-Girlfriend songbook.
I saw the new Muppets movie a few days ago and found the whole thing very enjoyable. As one friend on Facebook wrote, “Flight of the Conchords vomited all over this movie. Sweet, delicious vomit.” Trust me–he meant it in a good way, just as I do by repeating it here.
One song in this musical extravaganza stood out for me in particular as being particularly Anti-Girlfriend-esque– Me Party, which was performed by Amy Adams and our very own Pop Culture Anti-GF, Miss Piggy after both were abandoned by the clueless men they loved.
“Haven’t you heard? One is the new two,” sings Miss Piggy.
This phrase causes single folk everywhere to groan and roll their eyes simultaneously. How many of us have gone on duds of dates after these words were uttered?
Well perhaps I’ve Got This Friend by The Civil Wars will make you feel differently, if not about your friends attempts to set you up, at least about the phrase itself. It is really quite lovely.
