Newwww Dayyyy For YOUUUUU!

I am in mental agony today, and I intend to spread it in the hope of feeling better myself.

I woke up this morning with the song “New Day For You” by Basia running through my head. It has not stopped running since approximately 6:45 this morning.

I had to think about why this song (arguably one of the worst of the 80s) got stuck in my mind. As I hear Godley and Creme’s “Cry” over the lobby sound system, I’ve found a likely culprit for the source. But, I’m pretty sure I heard this musical massacre while in the power tool aisle of Lowe’s on Sunday. That in itself is a mental exercise in subliminal emasculation that has wide-reaching ramifications I’m sure.

Regardless, there’s ol’ Basia with her smooth pseudo-Latin syncopated pop, sounding all smug right between my ears:

It’s a Newwww Dayyy for Youuuuu…
Newwwww Dayyyy f’ YOUUUUUUUUU!

Can rhythm be self-important? I’ve long held the belief that it can. Smug, self-important rhythm, as in:

That paradiddle apparently thinks it’s better than me.

I think you know what kind of rhythm I’m talking about. Those odd, out-of-place beats featured in songs that are trying too hard to be cool and artsy but end up sounding like a college marching band’s ode to wire-rimmed glasses and ennui.

I’ve suffered enough today. Watch the video (and enjoy the beauty of chambray shirts) so that you can be afflicted too.


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Published:
08.05.08 / 10am
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Anecdotes, Creativity, Music, Ranting, Videos