In case you missed it yesterday the internet celebrated net neutrality by watching a pair of Llamas on the lam from authorities. Since it’s Friday, and you need to watch it again, here it is in sped up format, set (naturally) to Yakety Saks.
The full video is below.
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Practically perfectly metal.
Kelly’s newest track from her upcoming album was written by Sia, and you can tell. One of the side effects of song writers like Ryan Tedder and Sia becoming stars in their own right in the last decade is you get familiar with their style, so you can tell when an A List pop star does one of their tunes.
I mean, the kids on the marimbas and the xyolophones are really good. But let me tell you, those children on the back on the drums are fucking PHENOMS.
I seriously thought, oh this’ll be cute, but now way will I listen to it for more than a minute.
Then I listened to it back to back six times.
This is your periodic reminder to save music programs in schools.
Florence Welsh, I have missed your voice so much.
Below, the title track to their upcoming third album, due in June.
Continue reading Tunes for Tuesday: Florence and the Machine
I have no interest or desire to go see this porno, either in regular or IMAX.
But the soundtrack? I’m all over that.
Below, Beyoncé’s other remix for the soundtrack, for “Haunted.”
Continue reading Tunes for Tuesday: 50 Shades Soundtrack
The Grammys is run by old people, for old people. (The red carpet on the other hand, is for the young. We’ll post that later today.) This year was thankfully devoid of embarrassments on the order of Macklemore, Iggy stayed firmly in her seat all night and went home empty-handed. Kanye pretended he was going to jump the stage, for old times sake. Paul McCartney performed, because he’s going to be asked to do so until the day he finally passes. But in general the show–which has become mostly a variety show concert in the last few years, brought on the oldest and the safest for the telecast portion of the show. I mean, we opened with AC/DC. Who haven’t been relevant this century. We’ll skip them, as they spent most of their performance reading the lyrics from teleprompters. Let’s get to the good stuff.
One of the best performances of the evening came from 60-year-old Annie Lennox. Not only did she silence her critics, most of whom were still ready to rip her apart for tone-deaf comments last summer, but she schooled poor Hozier in just how to enter and own a stage from beginning to end.
Continue reading Grammys 2015 Winners RoundUp