Which video is gayer?

Jagger and Bowie's Dancing in the Street or Wham's Wake Me Up Before You Go Go?



I'm not sure, but I know that when I wake up on Christmas morning, the baby Jesus will have the answer.

IF the prospect of happiness is illusion, then why go on living? If you know you will never actually be fulfilled; that you will never get to a point where you find life enjoyable or interesting, then why continue living it? Since life is such a long, hard road that has nothing but suffering and pain and unhappiness surrounding it, why keep on living? Why not just end it all? Is it fear that keeps you in the same place? Is it fear that keeps you from changing… or ending it?

On the other hand, since life has no meaning, why not have fun? Go absolutely crazy? Have a blast every single day? Chase down your heart’s every last desire? Live a self-indulgent life, a glutinous life, a life filled with every single pleasure the planet has to offer me, me, ME!

Both these points of view are extreme and kind of ridiculous. I guess there has to be a balance somewhere. But do we ever achieve it, or is that another illusion?

PARTY HARD

I used to try very hard to make friends with everyone on the planet.
I've seen you havin' it, havin' it yeah
but now you've just had it.
Entertainment can sometimes be hard
when the thing that you love
is the same thing that's holding you down.

This man is dangerous,
he just shed his load on your best party frock.
Before you enter the palace of wisdom you have to decide:
are you ready to rock?
Oh, can you party with me?
Can you show me a good time?
Do you even know what one looks like?
I don't need to hear your stories again -
just get on the floor and show me what you're made of...
Just what exactly are you made of?

Why do we have to half kill ourselves just to prove we're alive?
I'm here whenever you need me
and whenever you need me
I won't be here.
And have you ever stopped to ask yourself--
if you didn't come to party, then why did you come here?
And do you really want to know
just how come you turned out so dumb?

"If you're so funny
then why are you on your own tonight?
And if you're so clever
why are you on your own tonight?
If you're so very entertaining...
If you're so terribly good looking...
Then why do you sleep alone tonight?
Because tonight is like any other night
That's why you're on your own tonight
With your triumphs and your charms
While they are in each others arms..."

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“Life is essentially a cheat. The most redeeming parts are not happiness and pleasure, but rather the deeper satisfaction that comes out of struggle.”

--F. Scott Fitzgerald

It's been an unusually musical August for me. In Austin I saw Best Fwends. Cool, fun group that performs indie rock to an iPod, no instruments. They are really funny, almost like a stand-up act. Their ridiculous antics sort of reminided me of Tim and Eric Awesome Show.




Then two nights ago, in New York I saw Patrick Cleandenim and Boy Crisis. The first was a smoothe, polished singer-songwriter with a lot of class and loads of style. His music sounded like disco from the 50s... like Hall & Oates meets Kraftwerk. Super cool dude.


Boy Crisis followed, who felt like watching a budget version of MGMT. Their show was electric and had a groovy element to it, but with so many people in shiny, gold tights, Amazonian female dancers covered in mud, and instruments on stage, there was bound to be some awkward, non-cohesive moments. It was fun though, and I especially enjoyed their cover of Phil Collins "Coming in the Air Tonight."