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| BRING IT. Let's start at the very beginning. The first two words to Will Smith's masterpiece, "Gettin' Jiggy Wit It," are more than appropriate for this post's title-- the beginning to a showdown, or maybe just a musical renaissance.
Like Will, who "goes psycho" when his "new joint hit," any listener with any sort of taste will not be able to resist the genius of this song. A little bit of hip-hop scat draws in the audience to the first verse, in which Smith graciously advertises fashions by DKNY and Prada, and is also an advocate for non-smoking (but it's okay to just bite a cigar, "it's for the look!"... he "don't light it.") Also in the first verse, the lyrical genius picks up with a little bit of Pig Latin, translated as "Will, the man on the dance floor." Be prepared, his "cardio is infinite," so more is to come.
The chorus' one-word scat is like like a bright, yellow daisy: simple, yet indescribably beautiful. The syllable "Na" is cleverly chosen to carry along the melody, as well as hint at a little bit of taunting as Will is oh-so-amazingly "gettin' jiggy wit it."
In the second verse, Smith gives a musical don't-try-this-at-home warning and also tells that he is not only a fantastic and famous dancer, but friends of sports teams. As anyone can see, he is a force to be reckoned with--and will not settle for anything less than the best. "In the winter or the summertime," Will blasts the beats right back into the chorus.
Finally, in the third verse, Will resolves any lyricist's troubles by simply changing the ends of words to make them rhyme even more exactly. ("Will Smiff," "livin' a life some consider a miff"). What a bold move! Here we see originality and problem solving skills in an already well-sought-after man.
"Gettin' Jiggy Wit It" is the perfect remedy for a bad day, the slickest and most timeless song in the clubs, and a pick-me-up for anytime. One can not help but dance (wherever one is) when this upbeat tune comes through some speakers. Through this song, not only was a musical legacy created, but a new slang term for “dance” was made famous (and we all know that more of those terms are desperately needed in society.) Anyone involved in this song’s production should be eternally proud.
So, to answer your question, Mr. Smith, would I like to "bounce with a brother that's platinum"? Yes, I certainly would. | | |
| jon is a topic thief, but luckily i come to the xanga-table prepared with many.Like everyone else in the whole freakin' world, I am a big fan of Viva la Vida.
On another note, I have a bit of a rant. I am extremely disappointed in Switchfoot.
THE PREFACE::: Today, after driving back from a fellow-marching-band-member's house (She took home her marimba but forgot mallets. Luckily, I was responsible enough to grab hers and take them to her today.) I am listening to Radio Disney. You see, the tape player that I use to listen to my Ipod with our tape-connecter-thingy is broken, so I am limited to the taste of popular radio songs. I would have listened to the oldies station, because this weekend is "every-other-song-is-beatles" weekend, but I don't think that the marathon has started yet. So anyway, after flipping through a commercial-station or two, I land on Radio Disney. Radio Disney plays only awful, catchy, pop songs, but I don't have a problem with that at all. I think it's okay to like bad songs as long as you can admit that they are bad. I don't have any Radio Disney songs on my Ipod, (except three High School Musical, I think) but they are great for driving.
THE STORY::: Susan Huburt, the annoying, annoying, annoying DJ on afternoon Radio Disney announces "A new song from Switchfoot" called "This is Home." I, being a long-time-dormant-fan of Switchfoot am surprised that the song is playing on Radio Disney, but am excited to hear it. The catchy synthesized melody in the beginning is promising, but afterwards unfolds a musical vomit of pop song. Switchfoot, COME ON. Later I learn that the song was written for Prince Caspian, so maybe they were in a jam and had to pull out a crappy chord progression, but I doubt that. After years of defending Switchfoot when everyone thought that they sucked, because they probably do.... after years of quietly standing by them even when they went mainstream.... after being a fan who owns The Beautiful Letdown but still doesn't like the song Meant to Live that much at all.... WHAT IS THIS? I'm so disappointed. THE REALITY::: I still probably like Switchfoot and am inspired to dig back into the albums that I own, since I haven't listened to them in months. Also, Foreman is on the downhill. | | |
| so say I don't play the right kind of game
I built you a castle, but you tore it down. I’d rather not build it again. This water’s quite cold; I’m afraid I might drown.
I’d like to go back to where I’ve been I want to please you, I promise, I do. But, there’s really nothing I have for you.
With my big dreams and your small heart,
The clouds will scream and tear us apart. I drew pretty pictures all over the walls But you were too busy to see them.
I sang melodies in the cool of the fall
But you weren’t glancing my way then. I want to help you, I promise, I do. But, there’s really nothing I have for you.
With my small hands and nothing to start,
I’m afraid that our plans with just fall apart.
I’m forcing out handstands and backbends and such
Traveling into the snow and the sleet
So I’ll turn around to warmth of the sun
And start walking the right way-- right on my feet.
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| lights & music are on my mindAs of the past two days, I have gone from zero to 120 in under four seconds (twice), been upside down quite a few times, ate God's gift to the world: a huge plate of cheese-covered-grease-soaked fries, wasted money, ate a huge ice cream cone, read about 500 pages in 2 different books, listened to lots of music, utilized wifi, done a lot of thinking, walked on a beach, and done some probably-useless planning for the future.
oh, and now i'm listening to techno pop. | | |
| i was fighting, but i just feel too tired to be fighting-guess i'm not the fighting kindMy mom, while rummaging through our old school papers, cleaning, and reorganizing from our mini flood, found a few interesting writings of mine. Thought I would share--all spelling is accurate. The first two are the best.
To note, most of these were inspired by some sort of writing prompt, and though they probably weren't too clear even if you KNEW the writing prompt, the fact that they are unaccompanied makes them even more random and confusing.
Emily T.
This bell is my special imagination bell. I think the boy in the story was imaginating he herd the bell becaus Santa Claus is NOT real. Tuesday
Do you know what help means? Help means well lets say you were at school and someone pockd you in the eye and you startid cring your techer woud probubly help you. now you know what help means. Thursday
Tomorrow is friday. We ushly get ice cream. I also love school. Sometimes we go to the park.
Tuesday
One day there were three bears. in that s-tory bears talk, make poreg, and sit in chears Bears are littel. Bears have a lot of toys.
There are more, but those are the best. Hope you enjoyed them. | | |
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