Wednesday, May 07, 2008
AI Re-Cap and Bobby Brown on the Brain
I don't enjoy the phone-in question part of AI that much, but did I did enjoy this moment: 14 year old Sarah asked the contestants, "What’s the biggest challenge you’ve had to overcome in the competition?"
Syesha: "Stage Fright." David A.: What did he actually say? Whatever it was, he was communicating: "The world. I am afraid of the world. I am scared right now. I'm closing my eyes to block you out." But my favorite answer was Jason's: “Fighting my brain being dead.”
Jason, every mom in the world can relate to that. Especially ones over 40.
So Jason is gone, and the world is breathing a sigh of relief, Most of all, Jason is breathing a sigh of relief. He seems like a great kid, and he has own niche, a sort of "I shot the CATS song," ukulele thing. Just kidding. He has a great style all his own. God bless him!
Bobby Brown and the "New Editions"
It all started this morning on my way to work. I flipped through the radio stations and stopped on Bobby Brown's "Prerogative."
Now, the only thing I know about Bobby Brown is that a long time ago, Whitney Houston married him and promptly started acting like Paula Abdul.
I believe this New Edition stuff all happened in the 90's when my musical playlist included "Baby Beluga" and "Clean Up, Clean Up, Everybody Do Your Share" by really big stars who went by their first names only: "Raffi" and "Barney." And the only "New Edition" I cared about was a new edition published by Dr. T. Terry Brazelton, renowned pediatrician. So, just for clarification, Bobby Brown and T. Terry Brazelton are not the same person, but wouldn't "T. Bobby Brazelton" rock as a stage name? Check it out: "T-Bob Razzle Brazzleton."
So, I don't know much about Bad Boy Bobby, but this tune is "catchy," as cool people say.
If I were on American Bandstand, and Dick Clark asked me to rate this song, I would say, "It's got a great beat, and you can really dance to it" because no one ever said that on AB.
This song stuck in my head all day.
Even when I was fixing dinner at 6:00. Jorge and Kristin were in the kitchen keeping me company while I was happily, perkily making broccoli soup, when the following conversation ensued.
Remember this photo about my daughter having to paint her toenails black for a hip-hop dance competition? They're still black. I looked at them and said, "Have any of your friends asked you about your toes?" and she said, "Yes. They're like all .... yayyayayay." Which is like "Blah, blah, blah," for all of you who don't speak Teenglish.
"Really," I say, slightly offended for my girl. "And what did you say?"
I don't really know what she replied because finally, after about 10 hours, I found the perfect outlet for my fixation, the perfect place to bring it on. I interrupted, "Did you break out that Bobby Brown song, 'It's My Prerogative?!'"
Jorge and Kristin both looked "askance" at me.
"You know what I'm talking about! It's that old song called 'It's My Perogative.' Or Prerogative. Or Purg-something."
"You know! It's that old Bobby Brown song that goes ...."
And after 10 hours of a continuous loop of this song thumping in my head, all I could come up with was, "Everybody's talkin' all this stuff about me, na na na na na nah-nah. Somethin' somethin' somethin' na na na na nah-nah, It's my prerogative. It's my prerogative."
Still no comprende, but definite horrification on two faces outside my head directly across from me. Apparently, my family doesn't know their "New Editions."
My family wears me out, people. I mean,
Why don't they just let me live?
I don't need permission
I make my own decisions
That's my prerogative
Here's the song, in case you're not down with "The New Editions," either. But remember, Bobby--he's bad. He says the "d" word once in this song. But it's so catchy.