Alizée has a new album and hair color—I still have a thing for female french pop. While this isn’t my favorite work to date, I’ll have to give it a few listens before I pass judgment. Overall though, I like what I hear.

Click or tap the image to listen on Rdio for free.

Also, glad Usagi’s featured so prominently in the promo shots and the album cover (right arm, btw—in case you’re blind.)

Alizée has a new album and hair color—I still have a thing for female french pop. While this isn’t my favorite work to date, I’ll have to give it a few listens before I pass judgment. Overall though, I like what I hear.

Click or tap the image to listen on Rdio for free.

Also, glad Usagi’s featured so prominently in the promo shots and the album cover (right arm, btw—in case you’re blind.)

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New Music: Black Widow - Iggy Azalea ft. Rita Ora

Your fave is problematic but Iggy has transcended the lines of problematic; whether it’s her homophobia or her racism, she’s never one to acknowledge any wrong doing.

In her newest video, “Black Widow,” Iggy partners with Rita Ora in a Kill Bill parody, playing off Beatrix Kiddo’s code name, Black Mamba. However, there are so many reasons why this is a nasty example of cultural appropriation. You might think the same of Kill Bill, except, I’d like to argue, that Kill Bill wasn’t an example of cultural appropriation, but rather of cultural respect and homage. Tarantino’s vol. 1 is a respectful nod, a tribute, to the classic Japanese samurai and Chinese kung-fu films that inspired him. Tarantino worked with several well known martial arts experts to train his yellow-haired warrior, had Uma work with tutors to speak the languages, and included some well known Japanese actors (Sonny Chiba and Kenji Ohba). Kill Bill is far from a mockery of Japanese culture (in fact, the film pokes fun at itself with O-Ren Ishii’s “silly Caucasian girl likes to play with Samurai swords”).

Iggy, on the other hand, seemingly handles a samurai sword but not the Japanese culture. She neglects Tarantino’s same respect. She uses a faux Japanese script to spell out “DESTROY,” white washing any authentic language. And for some reason, rather than taking place in a Japanese bar, the decisive House of Blue Leaves scene replica takes place in a club, with an American flag in the backdrop and Michael Madsen in cowboy attire.

Iggy successfully removes anything authentically or even vaguely Japanese from the music video. Nothing really respectful here: Iggy’s character takes the exotic and uses it to kill. 

Gauche at best.

Scary accurate in its depiction.

If you’ve never had to deal with situations like this, I envy you. Truly.

Depression makes you do “funny” things. There are times in which you feel so fucking powerless. You’re hoping the world doesn’t notice you, that it leaves you alone. You need to figure things out, but you can’t. Sleep is pointless because you can never sleep enough, but that’s sometimes all you have the will to do. Substances help, until they wear off. Often, they do more harm than good, finding yourself with an even greater collection of problems. You keep looking for ways out, but seemingly there are none. Agoraphobia and isolation take hold. Before you know it, you occupy a reluctant social circle of one. What else is there at that point?

Think about that, and then contemplate what that can do to someone. Even a person as profoundly gifted as Robin Williams couldn’t manage the burden successfully. The weight is crushing. Eventually you find yourself buried beneath it. The lucky ones find help. The unfortunate pass.

Although I am not a believing person, I hope people who lose the war end up in a better place, one free of the disease.

Thanks to Mr. Hoopes for bringing this to my attention. A sad hat tip to you, sir.

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I realize a lot of dudely atheists struggle to understand any experiences outside of the narrow ones that they feel, so I will liken this to an experience you probably have had. You know how it is when believers go on about how you must “hate” God and are in rebellion and you’re like, “No, asshole, I don’t hate God. I simply don’t believe in him.” And you know how they smugly tell you how you really feel about the issue and that deep in your heart you must be afraid of God and longing for him and blah blah blah. You know how irritating that is?

That’s how I feel right now: Not weepy and hurt, but annoyed. It is due to the fact that Dawkins argued in bad faith and, when called out on it, refused to address the actual, legitimate arguments detailing out the problems with his little syllogism. That shit is annoying. Not hurtful. If you hurt my feelings, I’ll let you know. But right now I’m annoyed, a feeling that Dawkins surely appreciates as being publicly annoyed is a big part of his brand. Annoyance is more itchy than hurtful. If you can’t even get that straight, I don’t know how this taboo-busting conversation is supposed to go forward.

Sorry, Richard Dawkins, but you did not actually hurt my feelings (via brutereason)

Not sure if anyone else hasn’t said the same.

That said, you can read my 2¢ as well, should you like.

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