Tuesday, April 20, 2010

boy band

i think there aren´t enough words in my limited vocabulary to describe how much i love hot chip.
their humor is flawless, it´s retarded, it´s ridiculous, and it´s something you´d never expect... or maybe you would but they tend to have a pretty good aim at the collective subconscious.
it´s all about not being afraid to make fun of yourself or others for that matter.
these are just two examples out of millions i´m sure.

boy band
i feel better

vs. pop diva

S.O.S. she's in disguise
S.O.S. she's in disguise
There's a she wolf in disguise
Coming out, coming out, coming out

A domesticated girl that's all you ask of me
Darling it is no joke, this is lycanthropy
The moon's awake now with eyes wide open
My body's craving, so feed the hungry

I've been devoting myself to you Monday to Monday and Friday to Friday
Not getting enough retribution or decent incentives to keep me at it
I'm starting to feel just a little abused like a coffee machine in an office
So I'm gonna go somewhere cozy to get me a lover
And tell you all about it

There's a she wolf in your closet
Open up and set her free
There's a she wolf in your closet
Let it out so it can breathe

Sitting across a bar, staring right at her prey
It's going well so far, she's gonna get her way
Nocturnal creatures are not so prudent
The moon's my teacher, and I'm her student

To locate the single men, I got on me a special radar
And the fire department hotline in case I get in trouble later
Not looking for cute little divos or rich city guys that just want to enjoy
But having a very good time and behave very bad in the arms of a boy

There's a she wolf in the closet
Open up and set her free
There's a she wolf in your closet
Let it out so it can breathe

S.O.S. she's in disguise
S.O.S. she's in disguise
There's a she wolf in disguise
Coming out, coming out, coming out

S.O.S. she's in disguise
S.O.S. she's in disguise
There's a she wolf in disguise
Coming out, coming out, coming out

There's a she wolf in your closet
Let it out so it can breathe

come onn shakira, i grew up with your music, you were officially the first ¨celebrity/musician¨ i met, love you to death, and ¨pies descalzos sueños blancos¨ may still be one of my all time favorite songs... but really? ¨a she wolf in your closet?¨ who writes this shit?.... you used to sing about bare feet, abortion, waiting on a corner for your guy, telling that guy he pulled you off the pavement so you two could fly for a while, dinosaurs, looking for a little love in the alphabet, under the car, in magazines, and on the radio, you even managed to get some shaggy-esque chorus lines in english that did well with the beat in ¨buscando un poco de amor¨.
even though the 10 year old in me wishes she could have this shakira back, i feel there´s no trace of her anymore... it all got wayy too blonde and too hollywood.

i won´t hate on it too much, (even if i already did) at least hot chip took a crack at it.
auooooooo.

heard they killed at coachella, of course they did.

ps. you looked better, wayyy better as a brunette, we´ll even take you with the pink rastas.

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