It's over too soon. Going back to Bhubaneshwar tomorrow. 20 hours in 2nd class sleeper. 3 tier. Some more staring at the roof of the train. Or is it ceiling?
Anyway, the purpose of this post is not to whine about the impending trip back: you'll get that after the trip; it's not about my time here: you already know most of it; it's not about my very cute nieces; it's about the latest Backstreet Boys video.
They have hit rock bottom and started digging. It is pain, torture and ugh of unparalleled proportions.
The sister and I were watching VH1 this morning when I was having my breakfast. There was Jessica Simpson killing yet another classic: this time, the song was These Boots Are Made FOr Walking, formerly by Nancy Sinatra. They actually had the audacity to use this song in the soundtrack of The Dukes of Hazzard. As if the movie wasn't bad enough.
Then I left to bathe when I heard the sister call me. SHe pointed to the TV and said, "Have you seen this?". I thought that it was yet another rock band making fun of boybands. This is getting a little old. But it wasn't. It was the Backstreet Boys. All of them. Hanging out of a convertible. Looking decades older than they biologically could. Looking like shit. With long hair, all of them and grungy clothes. They were doing a parody of rock videos - complete with the guitar breaking, the blonde groupies, jumping around like morons, and all that. If their earlier songs and videos were car wrecks, this one was a nuclear accident. The kind that brings about total annihilation of life on earth. The stuff that killed dinosaurs. That bad.
We watched with morbid facination; like when there is an accident on the highway and you cannot help but look at all the blood and glass and mangled steel even though you know if you doo see it you will want to puke or pass out.
Will see you all the day after tomorrow from Bhubaneshwar. G'nite.
i think what shocked me the most about the video was that there was no constipated-look-with-fists-held-out-in-front-of-chest scene for even one of the "boys". it was perhaps the first video ever that they had made without the above said gesture. it rocked me to the core. our old backstreet boys, whom we had so much fun making fun of, who provided so much comic relief for us, no longer exist.
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Waaaaaaah.... waaaaaah....
I think they were roaches in a previous life. Especially since roaches have been with us since the dinosaurs. And Backstreet Boys have been with us since 1996, which makes them dinosaurs. but they're roaches.
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dont feel like coming back either.. if m at home.. i forget XIMB.. and wen at XIMB, i hardly get the time to think abt anything else.. cya day after.. get thattai :D
ReplyDeleteit was like a weird al video without the comic relief. but weird al's living in the fridge video was a work of art...
ReplyDeleteshri, got the thattai; come and get it.
"a nuclear accident. The kind that brings about total annihilation of life on earth. The stuff that killed dinosaurs. That bad."
ReplyDeleteMeera, I'm interested. Which nuclear accident was it that killed the dinosaurs? Or did you mean nuclear as in nuclear...centered at the Earth thing...no I'm not cavilling, I'm merely curious....
btw, did you give anybody my blog link? I know the answer to that already...but just asking...if you read my blog lately youd see why
ReplyDeletei meant nuclear accidents and others of its ilk that leave total destruction in its wake.
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