Audrey Tatou in a Michel Gondry movie. It is going to be wonderful 🙂
Won’t you let me walk you home from school
Won’t you let me meet you at the pool
Maybe Friday I can
Get tickets for the dance
And I’ll take you
Won’t you tell your dad, get off my back
Tell him what we said ’bout ‘Paint It Black’
Rock ‘n Roll is here to stay
Come inside where it’s okay
And I’ll shake you
Won’t you tell me what you’re thinking of
Would you be an outlaw for my love
If it’s so, well, let me know
If it’s no, well, I can go
I won’t make you
These two songs/videos were basically why I went to art school.
The eleven year old me loved this song. Actually, the thirty-five year old me still loves it. The backup singers had amazing style and dance moves. Pretty sure it was something my older sister found. We probably danced around the living room in our paperbag waist pants and patent leather oxfords to it.
That same year, I learned to dance by watching Rhythm Nation and Escapade. Also, Janet taught me that I could wear a key in one of my hoop earrings.
Long day at work today so I took a long walk home listening to these songs.
Yay!!!! Janelle and Erykah in one place. I’m so excited for the new album and tour.
I’m not sure why it took me forever to finally watch The Hour since it had been on my radar since I found out Ben Whishaw (my imaginary British boyfriend) was going to play one of the main characters. In December, Chris and I burned through the first season in one week and basically did the same when the second season was available in January. It had all my favorite elements that I look for in a drama; well written three dimensional characters, great costumes/sets, unrequited love, conspiracies, and storylines woven into historical events. Ben was amazing as Freddie Lyon and the rest of the cast were wonderful as well. Shockingly though, last month, the BBC announced that it had not renewed the series for a 3rd season. It was such a shame since the ending of the second season was a major cliffhanger. Sigh…I’ll never know what will happen to Bel and Freddie. I’d like to imagine that they finally get together and raise tiny journalist babies.
Photos from the BBC
Not too bad for an earworm. I’ve been waking up with this in my head the last couple of days. Good stuff.