Wednesday, February 19, 2014

Blurred Lines

Several months ago I heard a song on the radio (odd in itself, as I almost NEVER listen to radio music...) that was absolutely infectious. I immediately started doing that funky little dance you do in the car while you're driving. I was totally into the groove.

I mean, totally.

Totes McGotes.

(Wheesh. I'm getting so old...)

Anyway, I loved the groove to this song.

Then I listened to the words and was slightly offended, to say the least. I just don't find that kind of attitude appropriate. Or civil. Or decent.

And I don't think that's just because I'm old.

I can't stand this song. It's a waste of an incredible groove. And I refuse to listen to it now.

Lest I come off as some sort of self-righteous foe of Western culture, let me say this: I abhor cheesy Christian cultural stuff with equal fervor.

But what a glorious day this has been. Somebody found my sweet spot and created a perfect combination of two things I find perfectly disturbing. And somehow, together, they combine and combust to form a unique paradise of irony, clever wordsmithing and fairly decent vocal skills.

Oh, and an incredible groove.

Thank you, clever person who made this video.


Brandee Shafer said...

He made Chuck Norris. Forbidden fruit makes for a real bad jam ahahahaha

Lori said...

Chair dancing..... great groove!!

Melinda Kinney said...