500 words on music
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SONGS THAT DON’T MAKE SENSE
If you all didn’t catch on from my article about TSM last week, I like to make fun of things. Sometimes it’s fun for me, so we’re going to keep up with that little trend. Alpha Chi I’ll write about something Hope is a sophomore studying serious soon though.,,,maybe. entrepreneurship. You may On another note, have you contact her blank@okstate.edu. ever noticed that America just really loves songs that don’t make sense? Seriously, next time you’re listening to the radio, listen to the words of the songs you’re hearing. I think you’ll be surprised by the number of songs you’ll hear that legitimately don’t make any sense. And these people make money off of this stuff! Lets start with “Tik Tok” by Kesha, who, fun fact, has dropped the $ from her name. Sane people everywhere are rejoicing. This song, chock filled with raging hormones and pop infused beats, is bad enough without listening to the words. But when you actually hone in to what she is saying, especially in the bridge of the song, you come to find that it literally makes no sense. These are the words: “You build me up, you break me down, my heart, it pounds, yeah, you got me. With my hands up, you got me now, you got that sound, yeah, you got me. “ What does that even mean? The world may never know. Next on my list of favorite terrible songs is “Love Story” by good old T-Swift. Don’t get me wrong, I love Taylor Swift. Her songs are fun, easy to sing to and super relatable after a break-up. But for all the home runs she’s scored in the music industry, “Love Story” is just not one of them. Why, you ask? This part of the song is a big reason why. “Cause you were Romeo – I was a scarlet letter,
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THE REAL OG’S
Long before rappers started bragging about lavish lifestyles and how insane their lives were, the gents in the Rat Pack were doubling it, and they didn’t need to boast.
Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin and Sammy Davis Jr., along with several other Hollywood elites (Peter Lawford and Joey Bishop), were royalty in the early ‘60s.
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With Marilyn Monroe as one of the “Rat Pack Mascots” and President Kennedy occasionally stopping by for a drink, Sinatra, Deano and the gang lived the life. The Rat Pack’s acclaim played a pivotal role in the resurgence of Las Vegas, mostly stemming from Sinatra’s alleged involvement with the mafia at the time. Fans from all across the country traveled to see their (generally sold out) shows. Often, if one of the members were scheduled to play that night, the rest of the Pack would join on stage for an impromptu show. And always pushing out a drink cart for their whiskey and ice. They were a smooth bunch whose music will forever be branded as sophisticated and listened to by members of high-society. So be open minded about this playlist and remember just how classy people will think you are if you say you listen to this. (P.S. I listen to these songs)
Fly Me to the Moon – Frank Sinatra
My Way – Frank Sinatra
Ain’t That a Kick in the Head – Dean Martin
Ol’ Man River – Frank Sinatra
Everybody Loves Somebody – Dean Martin
Amor – Dean Martin
The Candy Man – Sammy Davis, Jr.
The Wind, The Wind – Dean Martin
Mr. Bojangles – Sammy Davis, Jr.
I’ve Gotta Be Me – Sammy Davis, Jr.
And my daddy said, ‘Stay away from Juliet.’ But you were everything to me, I was begging you, ‘Please don’t go.’” Okay. First of all, that analogy isn’t even consistent because those are two completely different stories. The Scarlet Letter has nothing in the slightest to do with Romeo and Juliet. They aren’t related even a little bit! I get that you love him, I get that you want to be together, but if even your parent’s think it’s a problem, that should probably be a red flag to you. Check the warning signs, T-Swizzle. And I promise you’ll have plenty of boyfriends in the future. You’re dating enough for the both of us, sister. The next song on my list of favorite absurdities is “Sexy Chick” by David Guetta. This song delves into the wonderful world of the sexual objectification of women. My favorite. Let’s look at the lyrics. “The way that booty movin’ I can’t take no more, have to stop what I’m doin’ so I can pull her close. I’m tryna find the words to describe this girl without being disrespectful. Dang girl. Dang, you’s a sexy chick. A sexy chick, Dang you’s a sexy chick.” “I’m trying to find the words to describe this girl without being disrespectful.” Well, you blew that one, pal. If you don’t want to be disrespectful to a woman probably the last thing you should call her is a “sexy chick.” And to make matters worse, the actual song doesn’t say chick (or dang, for that matter). Clearly for content purposes I can’t divulge the real lyrics, but I’m sure you get the idea. That is literally so disrespectful and so degrading. She’s a person. She has a mind and she’s probably intelligent, and she is around for more than just your enjoyment. Take a seat. So, to wrap this up, there’s a lot wrong with the music industry these days. I just bet you wouldn’t have guessed it was the fact that these artists can’t write songs that make sense. It’s a multi-billion dollar a year industry, I know they can buy more creativity than that. At the end of the day though, I guess it doesn’t matter. They still make more money than we do.