Extra sucky Ray Stevens, not-even-close-to-famous for his awful, awful 70’s novelty hit “The Streak,” is back again to prove why wingnuts will never, ever be capable of taking over the music industry. In his latest jag rag for teabaggin’ jerkoffs, Stevens pays homage to Sarah Palin, but according to Ray’s publicist Elroy, who is obviously editing Steven’s Wikipedia page, the satire is sooooo skillfully crafted that anti-Palin people might be fooled:
This music video is about Sarah Palin and it takes the derogatory phrase caribou barbie and twists it around as a compliment. The video uses a Palin impersonator and through the help of sight-gags it takes aim at several high profile newscasters on cable television. The video also parodies Sarah Palin’s image and it’s possible that those who do not like Palin will perhaps misinterpret the song’s meaning as an attack on the former Alaskan Governor instead of hearing it as a pro-Palin message, which it is.
Watch this at your own peril. Stevens has plans for you, Obot.
Everyone’s posting Lady Gaga’s new “Telephone” music video because you get to see her nearly nekkid in it and watch her make out with Steve Buscemi while she’s wearing lit-cigarette sunglasses, but this version of the song, while not great, is much better and the young lady from Pomplamoose would never get nekkid or wear lit-cigarette sunglasses (but I think she might make out with Steve Buscemi)...
As part of its standing Crisis-of-Faith Response Plan, the Church has moved quickly and aggressively to assign blame to the root cause of priestly perversion—Satan. Teams of Guilt Deflection Specialists have fanned out across the airwaves to echo Vatican Chief Exorcist Father Gabriele Amorth’s dramatic revelation that “the Devil is at work inside the Vatican.”
Meanwhile, Pope Benedict himself has assumed a lead role in marshaling the full force of Ecclesiastical Bureaucratic Dithering as part of an orchestrated effort to make this existential threat to the Church’s Moral Authority “go away”:
He has promised to write a letter soon to faithful in Ireland about decades of systematic abuse in church-run schools, orphanages and other institutions in that predominantly Roman Catholic nation.
The Archdiocese of Munich and Freising, where Benedict served as archbishop from 1977 to 1982, says that a working group, established last month after allegations of abuse in a church-run school, would be expanded to include an external, independent legal office.
No offense to Catholics or Catholicism, but until the Vatican drops the “few bad apples” defense and owns up to the fact that it has a serious systemic problem, videos like this one are going to continue to be funny…if only in a sad and deeply troubling way. Not even the Bishop of Rome owns a rug big enough to sweep this under.
I knew nothing about Italian pianist/composer Einaudi before I saw this video so I looked him up via the indispensable AllMusic.com and found a quote from him describing the album this song can be found on: “A night-time landscape. A garden faintly visible under the dull glow of the night sky. A few stars dotting the darkness above, shadows of the trees all around. Light shining from a window behind me. What I can see is familiar, but it seems alien at the same time. It’s like a dream—anything may happen.”
Normally I don’t like posting videos that have already gone wildly viral and the song doesn’t do a helluva lot for me, but none of the generally plugged-in semi-geeks I was out drinking with last night had seen this new entry from the band who delivered one of the best music videos ever and it just flat out fucking rocks in a million different ways, so here you go. Enjoy. [via Ed at ginandtacos who asks A VERY IMPORTANT QUESTION]
Please stop letting your thirteen-year-old nephews write and produce your web ads, especially when the RNC is turning out much more effective and professional-looking videos. Or are you saving money so that you can hand the 2010 elections over to the GOP on the most expensive platter in the world?
Admit it: You knew it was going to be amusing when MSNBC’s second-most addled gasbag, Chris Matthews, announced his intention to add an Olbermannesque “special comment” to his broadcast—the “Let Me Finish” segment (as if anyone could ever stop him!).
I look forward to tonight’s reflections on the humble, poor black people of the earth, avuncular mustaches, shishkabobs and concentrated numbers of warring religious factions in the HOLY city.
I was just in the sun for six glorious days (an electricity-free cabana on the ocean). It was great to be pretty much totally unplugged (I’ve got a helluva lotta catching up to do regarding the Ticklegate MASSAcre) but it’s good to be back. Thanks to my OUTSTANDING Rumproast co-bloggers for keeping this joint hopping while I was gone.