Showing posts with label Satire. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Satire. Show all posts

Tuesday, 6 August 2013

I Can't Dance, Genesis

Too funny. Jeans adverts and then MJ looking for his keys and discovering his fly is open.

Do the I Can't Dance walk.
I can't dance, I can't talk.
Only thing about me is the way I walk.

Tuesday, 30 July 2013

Jesus he Knows Me, Genesis

I heard this on the radio and was wondering how a religious song became a pop hit. Till I heard the song carefully. The video is a riot with Phil Collins as an '80s evangelist asking people for $18 million.


Won't find me practicing what I'm preaching
Won't find me making no sacrifice
But I can get you a pocketful of miracles
If you promise to be good, try to be nice
God will take good care of you
But just do as I say, don't do as I do

Wednesday, 17 July 2013

Money For Nothing

Awareness of self separates humans from animals: I think therefore I am. This song twists that idea into delicious satire. It's the monkey watching the man watching the monkey at the zoo. This is art imitating life.

Mark Knopfler wrote this one from the perspective of a blue-collar worker:
"...that ain't workin' that's the way you do it
You play the guitar on the MTV"
"Maybe get a blister on your little finger
Maybe get a blister on your thumb"

The lyrics were (1985 song) called out as being racist, sexist and homophobic. That falsetto "I want my MTV" is Sting. Superb guitar and drums by the Sultans of Swing.

Money for Nothing, Dire Straits: