Thursday, February 22, 2007

"don't let me get me" - pink

"every day i fight a war against the mirror"


i know it's not a universally held opinion, but i think pink is gorgeous. she's had so many looks but they are pretty much all good. once upon a time one of the music tv channels (the hits i think) was having a pink weekend where all her videos were available for selection so she was on about every 4th or 5th video. i foolishly decided i wasn't going to go to bed until i had seen them all - which at the time was eight videos i think. at about a quarter to five on sunday morning they finally played the most girls video and i could finally get some sleep. by this time i think i had seen the lady marmalade video 5 times. the biggest problem was that most of the videos in between were the drossiest pop which was quite soporific.

on world aids day diva's bar had a porn star themed charity fancy dress night. like most fancy dress occasions this was generally an excuse for girls to look slutty whilst guys generally made as little effort as possible. i'm pretty sure i saw several people whose costume consisted of sticking a name label to their chest of a punny porn-star name. anyway, i had decided at that time that the sexiest moving image i had seen was pink's video for like a pill and that, although there was no actual sex or nudity in it i had drooled over it more than enough times for it to count. so i decided i was going as pink. the biggest obstacle i faced was that i am outrageously cheap and i had to go as pink on a budget of a couple of quid. so i went on a charity shop crawl. so that gorgeous flowing gaping black jacket was substituted by a "silk" robe (made by killing genuine acrylics) , that tiny tight skirt was replaced by the smallest skirt i could find and legally wear without being arrested for exposure, i already had some stockings so that wasn't a problem, the shoes i gave up as a dead loss on my budget and hoped people would be too distracted by the rest to notice, i copied her eyeliner style as well as i could, put loads of product in my hair so it came across my face "just so" and then came my big mistake. a feature of this outfit in the video is the crosses of black tape across her nipples. i'm pretty sure pink is wearing insulating tape, but the only tape i had was gaffer tape. now, as you are probably aware, insulating tape is much less sticky than gaffer tape. suffice it to say that removing the gaffer tape from my nipples was more than a little painful (pixie chris did it for me).
i had clearly made more effort than most of the males there put together.
a good night though.

"watch this" - the slackers

" i cry but i can't complain. i supply my own ball and chain"



this song is about fear of commitment. strangely i've never had that fear of commitment in relationships that's so stereotypical of men - i found an awesome woman and i married her - but i have a real fear of committing to a job, to a task, to a role or to a routine.

maybe i'm just scared of some pathetic idea of selling out

"pavlov's bell" - aimee mann

"nobody knows thats how i nearly fell. trading clothes and ringing pavlov's bell"



despite the fact that several of the ones i used to go to have closed down, there is still some choice of cinemas in croydon. admittedly your choice is mostly the big vue in the centre of town or the big vue next to ikea, but there is also the david lean cinema. its a strange little place, 3 or 4 rows of chairs in a surprisingly small room tucked away in a fairly obscure part of the clocktower complex - past the museum of croydon, past the bar - and they usually get things at least a few weeks after the bigger cinemas.

because its so small you can really get a feeling for what the other people around you think of the film. when i went there to see magnolia i got a real sense at about 2 hours in that the room was split into two approximately equal groups. the first group - including the girlfriend i went to see it with - were clearly of the opinion that it was confusing, boring and crap while the second group - including me - found it complex, subtle and fantastic. strangely, about 45 minutes later as things were tying together and making more sense some of the people who had been enjoying it were beginning to flag under the sheer length of the thing whilst some people who had been hating it realised that it had all made some sense all along and realised they enjoyed it.

my advice to you is that you don't buy the soundtrack album though. get aimee mann's ultimate collection instead - a much better album. and then buy lost in space that this great tune is on - even if just for the comic in the inlay.