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  • Friday Throwback – Poison

    I watched the new Seth Rogan and Judd Apatow movie Pineapple Express last weekend and though it was funny in parts, it was just ok. But what I really enjoyed was the in movie soundtrack. There were a few shout outs to the early 90s, including this gem by Bell Biv Devoe. I figured that I wasn’t a true New Edition/BBD fan if I didn’t then make this my choice for Friday Throwback.

    I’m going to take you back to 1990 and I think I’m still in the 8th grade. I’m not really sure if I knew what a low pro ho was back then, but I guess that was for the better.

    – Ricky Bell’s wail is one of the most underrated wails of all time. Who doesn’t know this song immediately when he starts to yell about how it’s driving him out of his mind.

    – Words to live by – “Never trust a big butt and a smile.”

    – That’s some bad video editing. Why are small women dancing on top of the screen while these guys are in the club?

    – You know, you put a wig on Devoe, and chop him down about half a foot, and this man could pass for a woman.

    – This is some wack dance choreography. I think they just gave up trying to get moves right together.

    – Did Biv say that he was quacking the hoes, or clockin’ em?

    – Yo slick blow …

    – And then they leave you with the double ass shot to finish the video.

    I also think that one of the dictionary definitions for poison should include the Bell Biv Devoe definition.

    poi·son –noun
    1. a substance with an inherent property that tends to destroy life or impair health.
    2. something harmful or pernicious, as to happiness or well-being: the poison of slander.
    3. a big butt and a smile that you cannot trust

  • The Queen of Pop Hits the Half-Century Mark: Madonna at 50

    The bottom line is that controversy and shock value alone don’t sustain a 25-year career (although it’s gotten Britney Spears ten, which is stunning to me), so even Madonna’s detractors have to admit that she has talent. 26 years after the transplanted New Yorker (who claims the Detroit suburb of Bay City as her actual birthplace) sashayed onto dance floors nationwide with hits like “Everybody” and “Burning Up”, she’s still a major figure on the pop music scene. It’s very easy to see why: she’s got impeccable taste in producers, she writes a mean hook, she’s a musical chameleon, she understands the power of video in a way unlike very few other female artists, and while it’s fair to say she also understands her way around a publicity stunt, the amount of those has dropped considerably over the past decade-with only the Britney Kiss and the A-Rod Affair registering on the public radar since Madge dropped the cone bras and became Mama Madonna.

    Madonna circa 1985. Photo by Ninokol.
    Madonna circa 1985. Photo by Ninokol.

    I admire the woman as much for her savvy and pluck as I do for her ability to make a great pop single. Hey, she’s continued to make films for over two decades although she’s yet to release one that didn’t suck (to be fair, I’ve never seen “Evita”, but I did sit through “Body of Evidence”. She turned out to be quite the businesswoman, with her boutique label Maverick spinning off hits by the grunge band Candlebox and singer/songwriters Michelle Branch and Alanis Morissette, while also managing to retain Me’shell Ndegeocello for five albums that didn’t sell worth a damn, but established the bassist as perhaps the most talented soul musician in her age range-she certainly makes more intriguing albums that any other “R&B” performer.

    But then there are those irrestible singles. While her albums have been maddeningly inconsistent-especially since “Ray of Light”, the woman has a knack for indelible melodies and hooks-from “Holiday” to “Papa Don’t Preach” (still the strongest vocal moment of her career) to “Vogue” to “I’ll Remember” to “Music” to “4 Minutes”. Not many 50 year olds (except the triumverate of Prince, MJ and Madge…how strange that the three biggest pop icons of the past thirty years were born in a three-month span? Something was in the water in spring/summer 1958) can hang on a record with Justin Timberlake without sounding like they’re forcing the issue.

    The last thing you’ve gotta give Madonna props for is the fact that she’s broken down some pretty major walls. Spending her late teens and early twenties as a New York club kid was in all likelihood, the biggest factor when it came to the assimilation and appreciation of other cultures that makes Madonna who she is. Her unapologetic embrace of black, Latin and gay cultures (and we’re not just talking about the dudes she allegedly boned) is worth a round of applause, even though at times she seems like a culture vulture.

    I’ll post the ultimate Madonna mix at some point in the next week or so. As for right now, we here at MHW offer our 50th birthday congratulations to the most iconic female pop star of our-of ALL-time.

  • The Infatueighties Countdown: #97: “At This Moment”

    It was spring 1987. Me and a bunch of my idiot friends decided that we’d try out for our middle school talent show. After scribbling a few notes, me and some other people (I seriously don’t remember who they were) did a half-assed comedy routine, mainly just for laughs. I knew then that my future was not going to be as a comedian.

    However, this kid Marshall, who was one of my best friends at the time, got in front of this classroom of kids and with all the heartache a 12-year old heart could possibly muster, sang the shit out of Billy Vera’s “At This Moment”. I remember staring at my friend slack-jawed, completely unaware that he could sing like that. It was also the first time I’d actually paid attention to the lyrics of the song, which had just wrapped up a stint at #1 on the singles chart.

    The cover of Billy Vera\'s \"At This Moment\" 45

    Plenty of people who were watching the NBC sitcom “Family Ties” paid attention to “At This Moment”, sending the song to the pop summit after it was featured in several episodes revolving around the romance between the characters Alex and Ellen (played by Michael J. Fox and his soon-to-be real life wife Tracy Pollan). The sitcom’s usage of “Moment” turned a six year old song from an obscure artist (OK, let’s be charitable and call him a journeyman) into a hot commodity.

    And its hotness was deserved. It served as the soundtrack to many a prom due to it’s swaying tempo, Vera’s blue-eyed soul vocals (is it me or do Vera and Daryl Hall sound especially similar?) and the most “Eighties” sax solo this side of “Careless Whisper”.

    This performance video shows Vera doing maybe a bit too much vocal hotdogging at the end of the song, but he reveals quite the sense of humor during the question and answer session at the end.