Buttonz? Yodeling? Paul Wall? If I am at all current on the music kids are listening to these days - and my niece Phoenix will be the first to say I am
- it's only because my weekend routine finds me watching VH1 videos while doing cardio (
reading the latest periodicals, because I'm such the multi-tasker) at the local health club. Herewith are my thoughts on some of today's heavily-played "tracks," in no particular order other than how they pop into my mind:
(with the aforementioned
So, this is Hulk's daughter, eh? I read something somewhere about how she whipped herself into shape for this, partly via mad amounts of jump-roping, hence (I can only assume) the activity's inclusion in the vid. Mr. Wall's orthodontic issues aside, it's a catchy tune, though I must opine that Brooke and her posse get served in the video's dance-off at the end. I mean, did you see that one chick's crazy leg moves? It's like she has no femur.
Cool black-and-white color scheme.
... by herself! How old school!
I do love her exemplary pipes, but please, spare me her
. Yes, Xtina was surprisingly good that time on
, but in this vid, when she's doing the flashbacky "autograph signing," mugging for the flashbulbs and stuff, it's like she's a low-rent sidewalk mime. Makes
's bathtub suicide ("Everytime") look like Meryl Streep.
"Wind It Up,"
I had heard about the yodeling, but now I have actually
it. Um, interesting. But I have really taken a shine to Gwen's stylings, she sure knows how to churn out a memorable ditty. And to think I didn't notice at first that the Harajuku girls were playing the "children"!
"London Bridge" and "Fergalicious,"
The former is so unapologetically derivative of "Hollaback Girl," I simply can't hold it against Ms. Ferguson, who struts through the vid in all her hardcore, arm-folding poser glory. The latter and more recent single fell a bit short for me in execution, though how exactly
one illustrate Fergaliciousness? (Shameless plug: Coming up in Friday's
Interviews & Features
, my Q&A with
, aka the dude who wakes up to Fergie many a morning.)
The Pussycat Dolls
My problem with the otherwise highly watchable PCD videos: All I can think about is the backstage, behind-the-back grumbling that must go on between the Dolls who
. It's bad enough that she is painted as the only one actually singing (purring?), but the director seldom dwells on anyone else for longer than a half a second. I think they have another vid out now ("Wait a Minute," this time with
! One of the gals actually gets discernable face/lip time. She must be
happy. (Me, I thank the PCDs for the image of an MTA subway car where pretty girls pole-dance. Now
'd be worth a $2 fare.)
"White and Nerdy,"
Yes, it's true: This is one of the two songs I have thus far downloaded onto my new iPod shuffle. And yes, it's also true: I was humming it the other day when, while walking through the theater district, I passed - wait for it -
himself. I felt so... guilty.
"How to Save a Life," The Fray
What, no Izzy? No Burke? Opportunity missed.
Pulse rate... dropping. "Calories Burned" stats at risk. Must... change... channel.