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I totally got this from dooce Which you should definitely check out just for the sarcasm factor.
This is one of the most amusing/disturbing music videos I've seen in awhile:
The most interesting aspect is, other than the disco ball and car splitting at the end, that it reminds me of a cab ride I took in small town Texas when I was 16. Yes, there are cabs in small town TX. Or at least there are one or two per county. And actually, come to think of it, this was my first cab ride ever. Probably why I have an aversion to cabs.
Anyway, as you can imagine cabbies in Texas aren't really cleaning up and therefore are some of the most disgruntled employees ever. This one in particular was a dumpy, faded looking middle aged woman with overly large glasses and long ratty hair. Not particularly threatening in other words. My friend and I hopped in fully expecting that we would be home in ten minutes.
We gave her directions and just as we're pulling out her cell phone starts ringing. And ringing. and ringing... She picks up and all of sudden we're in the middle of a screaming, cursing domestic dispute between her and her apparently drunk husband. Mean while in the back, Heidi and I are slowly but surely beginning to cower into the farthest corner, trying to pretend that we can't hear what's being said. Next thing we know, she's hung up and is turned completely around in the seat, while still speeding down the main street in town (i.e. the only one with traffic on it) ranting about how all men should be castrated and what a lousy drunk her husband is and would we mind if she went to get her daughter from him it's just a couple minutes away.
Being sixteen and young and dumb and bored, we say sure, no problem. I mean what the hell else are we going to be doing tonight anyway? It turns out "a couple of minutes away" means a thirty minute drive over to another town into the middle of f-ing nowhere. We end up outside a trailer in the middle of a huge field. When she cuts the car off, its impossible to see more than a couple inches in front of your face. This is when I start to get really nervous. She heads into the trailer and a couple minutes later comes sprinting out holding a screaming three year old in pajamas with hubbie close on her tail. She essentially throws the three year old into my lap starts the car up and begins to back out. Next thing I know, hubbie is banging on my window with both fists hard enough to make my head bounce off it and screaming obscenities.
We managed to get out of there without being shot or beaten and spent the rest of the car ride listening to this woman's life story. Long and hard and saddly not atypical of the place we lived in. And an hour and a half after getting into that cab we finally make it back to my house.
Since then, I've taken one cab ride.
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So I haven't posted in three weeks and Mog is looking pretty different. What's this share button about anyway? Anyway aside from talking about how lazy I am at posting, I actually wanted to talk about music.
Right now I'm addicted to this song by Francoise Hardy (who, according to some celebrity face matching site, is the ONLY celebrity I look like. I guess I just don't have a face for the masses sigh). Anyway it's very upbeat and makes me think of a '60's beach party complete with capri pants and helmet hair. It makes me wish I could speak French. Or at least get away with capri pants.
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At least that face matching site paired you with someone of the same race, for some reason they always seem to think I'm oriental
Yeah, but the site at least get your gender right? I got paired with Halle Berry. Huh? Oh, and the Share button sends a MOG-mail or e-mail to someone whom you want to see a post.
To explain the share button i will quote the ever so lovely MOG Gazette:
"click the 'share' button in any posts, grab 'embed' code for a player and paste it in your myspace page or blog. you can also send a player or post to any friend though the share button with an email address or MOG screen name."
see...its easy and fun!!!!
oh..and i am sure you face is just wonderful...at least you don't look like pee wee herman, as i do. sigh.
i wish i could hear some Francoise Hardy right now...it sounds like something that could pull me out of the funk i am in right now.
I hope that our few remaining friends Give up on trying to save us I hope we come up with a failsafe plot To piss off the dumb few that forgave us I hope the fences we mended Fall down beneath their own weight And I hope we hang on past the last exit I hope it's already too late And I hope the junkyard a few blocks from here Someday burns down And I hope the rising black smoke carries me far away And I never come back to this town Again in my life I hope I lie And tell everyone you were a good wife And I hope you die I hope we both die
I hope I cut myself shaving tomorrow I hope it bleeds all day long Our friends say it's darkest before the sun rises We're pretty sure they're all wrong I hope it stays dark forever I hope the worst isn't over And I hope you blink before I do Yeah I hope I never get sober And I hope when you think of me years down the line You can't find one good thing to say And I'd hope that if I found the strength to walk out You'd stay the hell out of my way I am drowning There is no sign of land You are coming down with me Hand in unlovable hand And I hope you die I hope we both die
I can't decide why I enjoy this song so much. It's not the usual laughing at the irony type of reaction that most people seem to have.
I find it oddly endearing and sweet. Maybe it's because it reminds me of a particular relationship I once had and those of many people close to me. Most everyone seems to have that one relationship based solely on proving how much you can suffer for the other person.
Or maybe it's because deep down I'm the ultimate pessimist.
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Gee, sounds like evry relationship I've (n)ever had...or the reason I avoid relationships. Take yer pick...
Haha. The first time I heard this song when lyla posted it, I went out and bought it and then played it for my husband and told him it was our song. He told me that he hated me sometimes and I smiled and told him that's why it's our song. Heh. But, we "hate" each other in a good way, so it's all good.
i fucking love that song. and she's right, i make just about everyone listen to that song. it's like a disease. probably in my top 20 songs of all time. other favorite mountain goats songs in the same vein? _I've got you, You've got whatever's left of me to get. Our conversations are like minefields, No one's found a safe way through one yet._ from "southwood plantation road", and _If we never make it back to California I want you to know I love you But my love is like a dark cloud full of rain That's always right there up above you_ from "see america right". all are off tallahassee, incidentally, which might be my favorite album. although i thought "sunset tree" was fucking amazing, especially after listening to "lion's teeth".
ok, freakish fan talk done.





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Uh, WOW. that is pretty crazy.
Note to self: never take a cab ride in Texas.
this was the most exciting story i have read...ever! wow, my scariest cab ride was in mexico when a drunken random in the car started tearing things off the cabbies car. he just kept breaking things....actually, you know what, it is in no way a comparison to your story. i want to make a short movie based off this. that music video, i saw it the other day and it had me laughing.
yeah, i could see a cab ride in mexico being scary, especially around the border towns with all the drinking and drugging going on. it would be excellent to make a short movie out of this! actually, it felt like a bad lifetime movie at the time it was happening.