So I have several new posts in the works, but I’ve been caught up in this boring side project – my career – and I haven’t had a ton of time to actually write. Nevertheless, I thought I’d tease a couple of the upcoming stories so you can wet yourself in anticipation:
An INTERVIEW (yeah, really!) with the founder of a local startup;
A story about the potential impact of Noke Codes, which will be the area’s first “civic hackathon”;
A better follow-up on the importance of co-working spaces, specifically CoLab;
And, hopefully, a more fully realized plan to implement my scheme to crowdfund an eminent domain action to purchase the Heironimus building in downtown Roanoke.
In the mean time, please to be considering the power of moving pictures. You’ve heard of Britney Spears, no? Well, she contributed her best song to a bad movie, and the accompanying music video was the worst effort of her career. Which is why you don’t remember this song:
Meanwhile, every pervert in America who was alive in 1998 would be able to recount for you the number of frames in which Miss Spears appeared in Catholic school girl regalia in the video for “…Baby One More Time.” Which is actually a pretty shitty song.
What makes “(You Drive Me) Crazy” so good, relatively, is how the production buries Spears totally mediocre voice in the cascading harmony from a sing-along choir during the chorus. So you get the best of Spears without having to hear her so much. That’s a classic win-win.
To those who might object to a post about Britney Spears, please to be also considering that I thought long and hard about posting the brutal, old-school hardcore track “Nishinga” from Baltimore’s Finest, Next Step Up. Were you to have heard it, you would now be laying on the floor, curled up in a ball and crying away the nightmare visions inside your mind. And I spared you that.
You’re welcome.
Grandin Republic 