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The Fame Scheister by Lady JewJew

Ah yes…

… have this, the strangest song about circumcision you will hear this week and hopefully, ever.

Tristan agreed to shoot a video for one of our at-least-three upcoming parodies, so that might be happening soon, too. Oh, yeah, and I’m working on parodies again. Hellooooooo.


thedailywhat:

PSY Critiques Gangnam Style Parodies of the Day: After 220 million views and another bazillion web parodies, PSY weighs in on his copycats: “Oh, yes, a duck doing a horse dance, that’s weird.”

[fuse]



Hypocrisy
Repairody

My parody of Katy Perry’s “Part of Me.” Why? Because I’m sick of this healthcare nonsense that I’ve personally been going through this week and also that video those Santorum supporters… Please ignore my shitty vocals. I didn’t do a proper mix-down. Also the shitty, generic, karaoke background track that I didn’t make. I need to make a video for this or something, or have someone more famous than me sing it. Whatever. Nothing I’m doing these days is making me feel like my country values me, so I’m doing the only thing I know how to do. Lyrics:

Days like this I want to emigrate
Pack my bags and leave the USA
You made a song to gain some clout
You want the pills right from my mouth
You don’t deserve a point of view
When you consider just a few
Now listen here

This is hypocrisy
That you wanna take my birth control away from me, yeah
This is hypocrisy
When you hide behind religious insecurities, yeah
Take my worth and my hope
Take my life for a vote
But my body is mine alone
This is hypocrisy
When a man can get protection if he wants for free, yeah

Can’t pay that insurance policy
Choose the timing for a pregnancy
I want to wait for family
I am entitled to my dreams
My sense of freedom made me proud
But that’s before I figured out
Now listen here

This is hypocrisy
That you wanna take my birth control away from me, yeah
This is hypocrisy
When you hide behind religious insecurities, yeah
Take my worth and my hope
Take my life for a vote
But my body is mine alone
This is hypocrisy
When a man can get protection if he wants for free, yeah

Now listen, you Republicans
How is this giving you a win?
You won’t ever get a vote again
From women, oh whoa
So gimme back my Nuvaring
I could be getting that for free
In fact, I should know everything, yeah, yeah
'Bout my body!

This is hypocrisy
That you wanna take my birth control away from me, yeah
This is hypocrisy
When you hide behind religious insecurities, yeah
Take my worth and my hope
Take my life for a vote
But my body is mine alone
This is hypocrisy
When a man can get protection if he wants for free, yeah

This is hypocrisy
away from me, yeah
This is hypocrisy, see
Yeah
Take my worth and my hope
Take my life for a vote
But my body is mine alone (Leave my body alone)
This is hypocrisy
When you wanna take my birth control away from me, yeah


I’d like to send y’all a piece I made last year around senior comps time. It’s called “I Will Save You” and it started out as a last-minute thrown-together thing for Ross’s grueling class. Our assignment was to mess with the speed of sound bits, basically.

I decided to use a baby’s crying and colicky sounds because the first time I slowed these down in comparison to any other noise, they scared the crap out of me. The faster slow-speed sounds like a siren. When I started coming up with the classic “bullshit” idea for a quick project, I made the connection between sirens and babies: that something was wrong with the baby, maybe there was a fire and it died, or maybe it’s an ambulance coming for a baby in distress. 

And then I stopped myself in my bullshitting tracks because that’s actually terrifying. I remember actually getting chills as I typed up an explanation because I began to think about how awful it is when a mother or father can’t understand for the life of them what is wrong with their infant because they don’t speak the same language yet. Imagine if your 4-month old baby came down with the flu but couldn’t tell you its throat hurt or that it had a 105-degree fever until it was too late. That’s horrifying. What if your baby, your creation, actually died?

Then it became about creations gone horribly wrong. I remembered hearing a story about some woman whose baby died somehow (she didn’t kill it, although I can’t seem to find the article) and she consumed the ashes after it was cremated. Sounds like something nobody would voluntarily do, right? But then, as I saw my comps harshly critiqued and I thought about my creation going wrong, I realized that the mother ate the ashes to realign her baby with herself. A piece of her had to go back because her puzzle wouldn’t be complete without it. 

When K. graded my comps and told me that it was the most awful thing she’d seen, I saw my baby dying of an unknown and extreme illness right before my eyes. How do I save this awful thing from happening? I can’t stop it now, it’s already happened. I must consume it into me, eat that bomb before it goes off and everyone else sees how bad it actually is. I will hide the pain of that failure.

So, this song is the haunting memory of the moment that the baby died. (I say it was a mother’s baby specifically because of that story I remember hearing.) You relive over and over exactly what went wrong. You are haunted in remembering what the baby did right before it went into a critical state and it becomes a loop. That sound of the baby’s cry is as screeching as it’s biologically supposed to be.

I know it came from a less-than-sincere inspiration at first, but I keep listening to this just so I can throw a pity-party for all the things I’ve created recently that have either stabbed me in the fucking back or become true failures.


I’d really love to comment on the comedic irony of this picture. A.k.a., I laughed my ass off. Not only does this phone actually look like it could be talking on a cell phone to another phone, but, like, what PHONE calls a PHONE? It’s the last thing you’d expect, which is what makes it ironic and hilarious. 
Shut up, it’s the little victories.

I’d really love to comment on the comedic irony of this picture. A.k.a., I laughed my ass off. Not only does this phone actually look like it could be talking on a cell phone to another phone, but, like, what PHONE calls a PHONE? It’s the last thing you’d expect, which is what makes it ironic and hilarious. 

Shut up, it’s the little victories.


Signal boost! Although I’m pretty sure everyone here already knows. Reblog to remind the people I somehow haven’t followed?

Signal boost! Although I’m pretty sure everyone here already knows. Reblog to remind the people I somehow haven’t followed?


"Somebody That I Used to Know" as parodied by KofA

I’ve been on my feet for nearly the past week and a half straight. I stayed up all night baking for a work event, have to choreograph and dance a total of five shows in the next eight days, and have been desperately trying to fake-tan and shed a couple of pounds in the process. Hence why I’ve been absent and should probably be sleeping.

BUT GUYS I NEED TO TALK ABOUT KEY OF AWESOME’S MOST RECENT PARODY.

Gotye (pronounced on the radio as go-tee-ay, which my dancing brain promptly turned into this guy) made this song, “Somebody That I Used to Know,” which I’d heard on the alternative (read: hipster) station locally exactly once before I heard an a capella chorus bouncing off the hills all the way from Kenyon College. The hipsters claimed this song almost immediately as something tragic and fragile, and other words that have “gi” sounds in them. 

I have to admit, I can’t blame those hipsters. I really connect to this song’s message, as many of you know, since my last relationship ended almost the same way. I still see him at all of the local competitions and events and I don’t get so much as a glance of recognition. But once I heard all the white-guy/gal-with-a-guitar renditions on Youtube (or rather, didn’t listen to them, just kind of glanced them over between rollings of the eyes), any sentimental value I felt after having heard the original the first time was gone. Is it because hipsters assume dull, meaningless relationships as readily as their thick-framed glasses? Is it because I’m pretty sure no hipster except for the songwriter quite understands the pain that occurs when you’re still ACTIVELY living with an ex you see too often not to be acknowledged by him or her? Is it just me, or does such a heavy song deserve a little more respect than being doomed to acoustic cover land?

There’s something else about the song that I can’t get into. The vocals sounding like Phil Collins/Peter Gabriel/Sting and Imogen Heap almost indistinguishably? The instrumental melody sounding at times both hokey and stolen? I would really love to hear an innovative, major interpretive cover of this song. As played over the original video, because I thought the concept was cool in its simplicity.

Key of Awesome touches briefly and cheekily on some of the tropes I just mentioned. Basically, they brought the whole song to its most ridiculous extent. Call the cover artists out on their silly setup, and call the original artist out on… jesus, just stealing so much style from different areas. I often wonder as I listen to this song whether I’d have enjoyed it more if Kimbra sang it solo, but then I remembered that her name is Kim+”bra” and also that I don’t like her voice. Either way, the song is self-aware of its casual depth. I’m pretty sure that the only thing I believe in any iteration is the “oh’s” at the end sailing up above the chorus.

So. Here’s the Key of Awesome’s parody.

And a link to the original song by Gotye ft. Kimbra.

And a link to the cover song by Walk off the Earth.

AND OH SHIT, A COVER THAT DID THE WALK OFF THE EARTH’S VERSION IN A SEND-UP STYLE, PLUS THIS ONE HAS A BAD-ASS OLD LADY. 

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That moment… (Update)

… when suddenly Coldplay songs don’t sound horrible, and you question your entire musical education as it was shaded by the fact that Coldplay, in principle, sucks. I even DON’T hate Rihanna in “Princess of China.” “Paradise” is a great driving song. And “Every Teardrop is a Waterfall” was great until I looked up the lyrics, which are inane “music is great!” anthem lyrics. But I still like the melody and instrumentation. 

Anyway, I’ve been working on more Lady JewJew parodies and intend to post some preview lyrics, but I’ll wait until the third song has been completed before I do. I’ve also been re-heeeeally busy at the studio, taking on another full workload from a coworker who left unexpectedly, so don’t be surprised if these updates are a little fewer and farther between. Fear not, parody work is being done! I just can’t reveal it fully until it’s recorded/performed. In the meantime, have a video of the original sample Coldplay used in “Every Tear…” (Remember, you can’t spell Coldplay without Copy!) It’s called “I go to Rio.” Timely, as I’ve been daydreaming about Carnivale a lot lately. God, I love samba. Anyway, until next time!


Don’t want no Papal gangsta. Check it.



Parody of a John Williams SW Melody

I do believe this would better be labelled a parody of a melody rather than a song parody. “Song” implies that it is sung, and while the parody IS sung, it’s imposed onto a melody that did not previously have words. Not that it’s a particularly new thing to impose lyrics onto a melody line that weren’t there before (I’m looking at you, post-Gregorian musicians). This isn’t a particularly mind-boggling work, but I just wanted to see if I could classify it to better suit its reality. Thoughts?


Reblog if you legally purchased something BECAUSE you saw it on YouTube or downloaded it.

watertightvines:

And without the so-called piracy, you would never have discovered or gotten into it to begin with.

(via pastthestorm)