So I've been spending the last couple of days watching House MD. Damn, is that ever an awesome show. I could spew for pages and pages about the amazing, talented, handsome, phenomenal, hilarious, and intelligent Hugh Laurie, but that would take a seventy-page essay that I'm willing to save for my next film analysis class. I am also taking the time to write down all of my favourite "House-isms"; that is, everything that House says that I find witty, hilarious, or sarcasticly awesome. To be honest, that's almost everything he says, so I'm doing a lot of typing.
Aside from watch House MD, I have been observing the world around me. Don't worry, I'm not going to suddenly start wearing berets and writing poetry about how a sparrow's wings lay against their body. I've been observing people. Mostly because I'm writing a book (like I mentioned before) and I find that I get my best inspiration from the weird habits of people that I see. However I feel the need to point out something that I didn't notice for my book, but can't ignore...
Life Lesson #513: Skinny jeans are only as skinny as the person wearing them.
Now, if you know me personally, you'll probably be wondering about the possible hypocrisy of that statement. I will be the first one to admit that I am certainly not a size two and I do indeed wear skinny jeans. However, I am also not a size 16 and I would like to send out a little blurb to people who are and that think they are fooling anybody by wearing these narrow-legged jeans. I'm sorry to be so blunt, but someone had to say it. Let's face it, the anonymity of the internet is good for something.
Earlier this evening, I stumbled upon this site: atickettohell.com.
Now, I must say, while there is a 100.5% chance that I will never give these people my money, the service they offer is quite amusing and, frankly, not a bad business venture. I'm sure there are many people on this planet who would gladly fork over the twelve-or-so dollars to send their ex-wife, ex-boss, ex-investment-banker, or ex-plastic-surgeon a not-so-subtle hint as to where they think they should take a long and not-so-luxurious journey.
It actually reminds me quite a bit of this site: eternal-earthbound-pets.com.
It's a site that, for mere $110 dollars per decade, they promise to take care of your pets when Rapture comes (aka after you are saved when Jesus comes back around). While atheists get a good chuckle out of sites like this, this site is actually a very good business idea. There are millions of hard-core Christians out there who are genuinely worried about their pet's welfare if the animals are to be left behind after their souls are taken "up". I will leave you to form your own opinion about sites like this, but I have mine. Oh, and they can now take care of horses, camels, llamas, and donkeys in New Hampshire, Vermont, Idaho, and Montana. I'd say the fact that the services that they provide are growing, that business is going rather swell.
Here is a band that I discovered via coldplay.com. They just released an album, and here is my favourite song of theirs that I even spent £0.79 to get it. Support the unknown talent, even if it's less than a quid.
Ladies and gentlemen... The Domino State!
Cheers!
Friday, August 27, 2010
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Celebrating 17 Months and 13 Days of Blogging
On this completely unorthodox anniversary of this blog, I have decided to revisit all of my posts since the very first awkward introductory entry.
I choose this day of all days because today I decided to actually use that Twitter account that I so painfully created months ago. I'm using it to tweet my blog posts to my... zero followers...
After re-reading my posts for the first time since I wrote them (some more than a year ago) I realized that I would like to add my little captions to each of them.
Just think of this post as the Jackie Was Just Wondering blog equivalent of Ricky Gervais' and Stephen Merchant's Video Diary of the Making of Series Two of The Office but with a much shorter title. Let us commence:
Um... Hello... Hi...
And so it began. This little adventure in internet life-recording that I have come to know and feel ambivalent about (10 points to anyone who guesses what TV show that line is from). Concerning the post, my name is still Jackie and I am still of the female persuasion; however, I am now 20 years old and counting. I also still stand by what I said. If you don't like what I write, I don't care. Although if you're reading this, I'm assuming that for some reason you like it.
Wow, Nothing's New
This is one of my least favourite posts as it sounds like I'm keeping a diary of my actions without any injections of my signature (*giggle*) half-assed sense of humour.
Holy Cupid, Batman!
As you have quite possibly deduced by reading my blog, I do not talk about my love life. This post was the closest to talking about it, but it was merely mentioning the fact that I did not have one. Note the past tense of that sentence. Wink wink. *Shakes head*
Keeping Myself Busy With Daniel Day-Lewis
I still love him.
And The Oscar Goes To...
I don't think I've ever used so many adjectives in one writing sample before... It's probably like a 1:3 ratio of adjectives to all-other-words, and that's pretty darn high.
Plays, Plays, Newsies, American Psycho, and More Plays
Plays are cool. They satisfy the "Pretentious and Dramatic Yet Intellectually Stimulating Arts" slice of my Arts, Literature, and Entertainment Needs pie chart.
So This Is What Heaven Looks Like...
The first broken link of the review. There will be many, many more to come. I'm not going to fix them because that negates the in-the-moment spirit in which these posts were written. If you are really that sad about clicking on something that no longer works, look it up yourself... or get a hobby, like masturbation.
Days of Past and Future
I was right. It was boring to read. *eccentric hand flourish*
Extra! Extra!
I never got that tattoo...
Hum Drum
That link still works. There are new drawings there too, in case anybody's interested... *crickets*
The Unbearable Lightness of Monotony
Metaphors are cool. They allow me to use hyperbolic analogies in order to place emphasis on my feelings toward a certain topic or situation. There. Now you know...
Vive! Sort of...
I still love Hugh Laurie. Quite a bit more now than when I wrote that post because I am now completely educated as to his dramatic and comedic genius. That's right. Genius.
Clucking Bunnies, Speaking French, and Bermuda Shorts Day
More broken links. Sheffield Enterprises Inc. can kiss my asterisk.
John is Definately the Cutest Beatle
So can SOFA Entertainment. I do suggest you look up those videos though. If you thought Justin Beiber's fans were insane, wait till you see 1960's Beatles fangirls!
Some Bad Short Stories
All of those links are broken. Fortunately for you, you will just have to take my word for it that they are all bad. However, I am still writing to this day so I guess I never learn...
Das Ist Der Perfekte Tag (...Not Really)
*Writer is skipping the review for this post because she cannot think of anything witty to say about such a menial entry*
Out and About
To this day, I cannot watch more than 30 seconds of Angel's death/funeral scenes in Rent without crying like someone was sawing my leg off.
Satanic Housewives
I thought it was a pretty funny prank. Some people just can't take a joke...
Spring Has Sprung Then Withered
I still have that phone.
They Grow Up So Fast...
The tomato plants didn't fare so well in the end.
The link is broken.
I only saw about half of the movies listed.
End scene.
The Heliocentric Model
Life Lesson #437 - Subsection B: You can never ever EVER go wrong with baked goods made with chocolate chips.
Viva La Coldplay!
I went to Michael Buble's concert two nights ago and it was incredible! He has an unbelievable voice and he is such a natural comedian, I could go see him a million times and never get bored. He was STILL a very close second to the Coldplay concert. That's saying something!
Reminiscing About Old Good Movies
The 12 Monkeys link is broken. I haven't actually seen that movie all the way through. I thought I should mention that. Does that make me a bad film fan?
That'll Be The Day (When I Actually Study For A Test)
No reply yet from The Human Statues. I have faith. Any day now.
Why Do People Watch Dr. Phil?
I am actually watching Dr. Phil as I type this. For reason 3, in case you are wondering. I hate him.
The World Was Shaking So Much I Couldn't See The Pretty-ness
Johnny Depp is still awesome, but I didn't need to tell you that. Oh, and the poll has obviously disappeared. Walter is still here though. Please feed him.
Takin' A Much Needed Vacation
Batman, Spiderman, and Superman are each one word. Mystery solved.
Home, Home On The Range
The word "touch" was inadvertently removed from my vocabulary for 24 hours following that blog post. I almost didn't want it back but there it is.
How Will I Survive Work Now?
Tim Horton's is the shiz. I've never been so proud to be Canadian.
My Hand Really Hurts For Some Reason
Turns out I smacked it against something while drunk with friends the night before. That, ladies and gentlemen, is class.
I Love American History
I still heart Edward and James, and I don't mean British royalty. I also enjoy the fact that this post has an "anonymous" comment from persons yet unidentified. It's a small ray of hope that I'm not just sending these blog thoughts aimlessly into cyberspace never to be seen again.
My Love/Hate Relationship With The Internet
I can't afford champagne. My real friends will just have to accept IT favours from me as proof of friendship.
Developing Addictions and Contracting STD's
I quote "There is a new show called Glee that I really wanna watch." Oh, me-from-a-year-ago... You had no idea just how big that "new show" would become.
Going Green Equals Economic Recession
Oh boy. Activist-Jackie should be gagged and bound, thrown in a vat of ice cream and sent down the Bow River.
La Passegiatta
I've been working on my presentation skills since that little catastrophe. I think I've solved the part where I... hmm... Well, I've definately worked on that thing when I... uh... At least I've noticed that I need to...
Oh, who am I kidding? I should hire actors to do my presentations for me, or at least video-conference them in via satellite.
Keen on Keane
I mean, what other title could I have come up with? The band's name is Keane and I like them, I couldn't just ignore the play on words. Please.
Where The Wonderful Things Are
Of all the broken links and videos in this blog, the Footlight Parade video is the one that saddens me the most. For obvious reasons...
Crease of Distant Dark Places
Good song. That's it.
If Wisdom Teeth Are So Wise...
I would like to add tonsils to the list of body parts that don't need to be there. Not that I've had problems with mine. Just saying.
Dishonourable Mention
I highly recommend "The Ricky Gervais Show" which is an animated version of said podcasts. A vivid depiction of what goes on in Karl's brain. It really opens the eyes, stretches the mind, and tangles the perception of the human species.
You Can't Post Videos In A Conversation
Now I wear make-up every day. I think I have just passed into womanhood.
The England Story
Urban Dictionary defines beening as water that is so hot that it's cold, or vice versa. That actually, quite shockingly, fits the situation fairly well.
Ten Thousand Lightning Bugs
OK, so Adam Lambert's career didn't end quite as abruptly as I thought. However, he won't last much longer. I'll see to that...
No Longer Missing-In-Action
Yes, I realize I never gave the name of the show that I love so much (and am currently rewatching all the seasons of). If you care enough to watch it yourself, you'll go and do a little research to find out the title. It takes effort to be a fan of such an incredible show, they don't just hand out fandom badges willy nilly.
Show Business
That is one grotesquely terrible poem. However, of all of the writing-related disciplines, poetry was always my Achilles heel.
Just Think of All That You've Missed
I found a toonie with gum on it and a five-dollar-bill with blood on it not too long ago.
Why Can't I Own A Canadian?
Sociopathic entrepreneurs = Americans. That's right. I said it.
Apparently, I Used To Be Skinny
I still watch As The World Turns. Dr. Oliver and Eric Sheffer Stevens are still awesome. I am still not as skinny as I used to be...
Oh Ray, How You Light Up My Day
If I was the dilligent secretary that I never want to be and have actually been keeping track of all of the idiotic things my mom says, we'd be on Quote #8579.
Running From Short Sleeves
It sure is taxing on the central cooling system of the body when I wear my leather jacket everywhere because I refuse to show my arms in public.
Keeping It Real and Prepping For The Fall
To add to that list, I went to the bank yesterday to get my credit card activated, all by my lonesome. Go me.
Backstreet's Back, Alright!
This was only two days ago. I don't have anything else to say about this one. Geez. How much do you want from me?!
Wow, that took all day. I hope you appreciate it. I had a mediocre amount of fun.
Done.
I choose this day of all days because today I decided to actually use that Twitter account that I so painfully created months ago. I'm using it to tweet my blog posts to my... zero followers...
After re-reading my posts for the first time since I wrote them (some more than a year ago) I realized that I would like to add my little captions to each of them.
Just think of this post as the Jackie Was Just Wondering blog equivalent of Ricky Gervais' and Stephen Merchant's Video Diary of the Making of Series Two of The Office but with a much shorter title. Let us commence:
Um... Hello... Hi...
And so it began. This little adventure in internet life-recording that I have come to know and feel ambivalent about (10 points to anyone who guesses what TV show that line is from). Concerning the post, my name is still Jackie and I am still of the female persuasion; however, I am now 20 years old and counting. I also still stand by what I said. If you don't like what I write, I don't care. Although if you're reading this, I'm assuming that for some reason you like it.
Wow, Nothing's New
This is one of my least favourite posts as it sounds like I'm keeping a diary of my actions without any injections of my signature (*giggle*) half-assed sense of humour.
Holy Cupid, Batman!
As you have quite possibly deduced by reading my blog, I do not talk about my love life. This post was the closest to talking about it, but it was merely mentioning the fact that I did not have one. Note the past tense of that sentence. Wink wink. *Shakes head*
Keeping Myself Busy With Daniel Day-Lewis
I still love him.
And The Oscar Goes To...
I don't think I've ever used so many adjectives in one writing sample before... It's probably like a 1:3 ratio of adjectives to all-other-words, and that's pretty darn high.
Plays, Plays, Newsies, American Psycho, and More Plays
Plays are cool. They satisfy the "Pretentious and Dramatic Yet Intellectually Stimulating Arts" slice of my Arts, Literature, and Entertainment Needs pie chart.
So This Is What Heaven Looks Like...
The first broken link of the review. There will be many, many more to come. I'm not going to fix them because that negates the in-the-moment spirit in which these posts were written. If you are really that sad about clicking on something that no longer works, look it up yourself... or get a hobby, like masturbation.
Days of Past and Future
I was right. It was boring to read. *eccentric hand flourish*
Extra! Extra!
I never got that tattoo...
Hum Drum
That link still works. There are new drawings there too, in case anybody's interested... *crickets*
The Unbearable Lightness of Monotony
Metaphors are cool. They allow me to use hyperbolic analogies in order to place emphasis on my feelings toward a certain topic or situation. There. Now you know...
Vive! Sort of...
I still love Hugh Laurie. Quite a bit more now than when I wrote that post because I am now completely educated as to his dramatic and comedic genius. That's right. Genius.
Clucking Bunnies, Speaking French, and Bermuda Shorts Day
More broken links. Sheffield Enterprises Inc. can kiss my asterisk.
John is Definately the Cutest Beatle
So can SOFA Entertainment. I do suggest you look up those videos though. If you thought Justin Beiber's fans were insane, wait till you see 1960's Beatles fangirls!
Some Bad Short Stories
All of those links are broken. Fortunately for you, you will just have to take my word for it that they are all bad. However, I am still writing to this day so I guess I never learn...
Das Ist Der Perfekte Tag (...Not Really)
*Writer is skipping the review for this post because she cannot think of anything witty to say about such a menial entry*
Out and About
To this day, I cannot watch more than 30 seconds of Angel's death/funeral scenes in Rent without crying like someone was sawing my leg off.
Satanic Housewives
I thought it was a pretty funny prank. Some people just can't take a joke...
Spring Has Sprung Then Withered
I still have that phone.
They Grow Up So Fast...
The tomato plants didn't fare so well in the end.
The link is broken.
I only saw about half of the movies listed.
End scene.
The Heliocentric Model
Life Lesson #437 - Subsection B: You can never ever EVER go wrong with baked goods made with chocolate chips.
Viva La Coldplay!
I went to Michael Buble's concert two nights ago and it was incredible! He has an unbelievable voice and he is such a natural comedian, I could go see him a million times and never get bored. He was STILL a very close second to the Coldplay concert. That's saying something!
Reminiscing About Old Good Movies
The 12 Monkeys link is broken. I haven't actually seen that movie all the way through. I thought I should mention that. Does that make me a bad film fan?
That'll Be The Day (When I Actually Study For A Test)
No reply yet from The Human Statues. I have faith. Any day now.
Why Do People Watch Dr. Phil?
I am actually watching Dr. Phil as I type this. For reason 3, in case you are wondering. I hate him.
The World Was Shaking So Much I Couldn't See The Pretty-ness
Johnny Depp is still awesome, but I didn't need to tell you that. Oh, and the poll has obviously disappeared. Walter is still here though. Please feed him.
Takin' A Much Needed Vacation
Batman, Spiderman, and Superman are each one word. Mystery solved.
Home, Home On The Range
The word "touch" was inadvertently removed from my vocabulary for 24 hours following that blog post. I almost didn't want it back but there it is.
How Will I Survive Work Now?
Tim Horton's is the shiz. I've never been so proud to be Canadian.
My Hand Really Hurts For Some Reason
Turns out I smacked it against something while drunk with friends the night before. That, ladies and gentlemen, is class.
I Love American History
I still heart Edward and James, and I don't mean British royalty. I also enjoy the fact that this post has an "anonymous" comment from persons yet unidentified. It's a small ray of hope that I'm not just sending these blog thoughts aimlessly into cyberspace never to be seen again.
My Love/Hate Relationship With The Internet
I can't afford champagne. My real friends will just have to accept IT favours from me as proof of friendship.
Developing Addictions and Contracting STD's
I quote "There is a new show called Glee that I really wanna watch." Oh, me-from-a-year-ago... You had no idea just how big that "new show" would become.
Going Green Equals Economic Recession
Oh boy. Activist-Jackie should be gagged and bound, thrown in a vat of ice cream and sent down the Bow River.
La Passegiatta
I've been working on my presentation skills since that little catastrophe. I think I've solved the part where I... hmm... Well, I've definately worked on that thing when I... uh... At least I've noticed that I need to...
Oh, who am I kidding? I should hire actors to do my presentations for me, or at least video-conference them in via satellite.
Keen on Keane
I mean, what other title could I have come up with? The band's name is Keane and I like them, I couldn't just ignore the play on words. Please.
Where The Wonderful Things Are
Of all the broken links and videos in this blog, the Footlight Parade video is the one that saddens me the most. For obvious reasons...
Crease of Distant Dark Places
Good song. That's it.
If Wisdom Teeth Are So Wise...
I would like to add tonsils to the list of body parts that don't need to be there. Not that I've had problems with mine. Just saying.
Dishonourable Mention
I highly recommend "The Ricky Gervais Show" which is an animated version of said podcasts. A vivid depiction of what goes on in Karl's brain. It really opens the eyes, stretches the mind, and tangles the perception of the human species.
You Can't Post Videos In A Conversation
Now I wear make-up every day. I think I have just passed into womanhood.
The England Story
Urban Dictionary defines beening as water that is so hot that it's cold, or vice versa. That actually, quite shockingly, fits the situation fairly well.
Ten Thousand Lightning Bugs
OK, so Adam Lambert's career didn't end quite as abruptly as I thought. However, he won't last much longer. I'll see to that...
No Longer Missing-In-Action
Yes, I realize I never gave the name of the show that I love so much (and am currently rewatching all the seasons of). If you care enough to watch it yourself, you'll go and do a little research to find out the title. It takes effort to be a fan of such an incredible show, they don't just hand out fandom badges willy nilly.
Show Business
That is one grotesquely terrible poem. However, of all of the writing-related disciplines, poetry was always my Achilles heel.
Just Think of All That You've Missed
I found a toonie with gum on it and a five-dollar-bill with blood on it not too long ago.
Why Can't I Own A Canadian?
Sociopathic entrepreneurs = Americans. That's right. I said it.
Apparently, I Used To Be Skinny
I still watch As The World Turns. Dr. Oliver and Eric Sheffer Stevens are still awesome. I am still not as skinny as I used to be...
Oh Ray, How You Light Up My Day
If I was the dilligent secretary that I never want to be and have actually been keeping track of all of the idiotic things my mom says, we'd be on Quote #8579.
Running From Short Sleeves
It sure is taxing on the central cooling system of the body when I wear my leather jacket everywhere because I refuse to show my arms in public.
Keeping It Real and Prepping For The Fall
To add to that list, I went to the bank yesterday to get my credit card activated, all by my lonesome. Go me.
Backstreet's Back, Alright!
This was only two days ago. I don't have anything else to say about this one. Geez. How much do you want from me?!
Wow, that took all day. I hope you appreciate it. I had a mediocre amount of fun.
Done.
Monday, August 16, 2010
Backstreet's Back, Alright!
So I have rediscovered the Backstreet Boys.
I'm talking about old school Backstreet Boys. Before AJ's drug problem, before Nick's weight problem, before Howie went hardcore latino, and right smack dab in the middle of Brian's health problems.
Am I forgetting one? Oh right! Kevin. I always seem to forget about him for some reason... Didn't he leave the group? I never noticed.
When I was the tender age range of 8 to 11, there was no other music in my tiny little world. Unless you count a short coup in the summer of 1999 by the Eiffel 65 song "Blue (Da Ba Dee)" but I think we would all like to forget that little blip on the timeline. I have all of their albums. Some on cassette, some on... wait for it... CD! In fact, the very first CD I ever got (and by "got" I mean was given as a gift because 10-year-old me didn't have any money) was the 2000 Backstreet Boys album "Black and Blue". Wow, I am really old.
To this day I have 5 of their 7 studio albums (2 on cassette, 3 on CD). I'm actually surprised I don't own their "Never Gone" album but I do own their "Unbreakable" album. Go figure.
As to the depth of my fandom during the previously mentioned age range, it was quite ridiculous. I think my significantly worn VHS copy of Backstreet Boys - Homecoming: Live in Orlando pretty much speaks for itself. In the Backstreet Boys vs. N'Sync battle (the Edward vs. Jacob battle equivalent of the late 90's) I was absolutely in the BSB camp. Back then the only thing the BSB and N'Sync camps had in common was the pathetic amusement we felt when Nick Lachey's boy band 98 degrees tried to throw it's hat in the ring. Failed miserably...
My favourite band member, right from the get-go, was AJ. I guess I always loved the bad boys, and he was certainly the bad boy of all the Backstreet Boys. I always despised the fact that 75% of all young girls that liked the BSB completly crushed on Nick. Maybe it was the floppy blonde hair or maybe it was unnaturally high and whiny voice but they just lost their hair scrunchies every time they hear his not-so dulcet tones or even his name. I have broken down the other members' percentage of the BSB's fanbase as follows:
Brian had a really good voice and he had the maturity factor. He just looked like he had the "older brother" position of the group. Howie was never a really prominent figure in the band, but he had an OK falsetto and I think some select girls liked his hair (I'm sorry, that's the only reason I can think of for possibly liking Howie). Kevin was the non-member. I call him that because he can't dance, he can't sing, and he was the forgettable one. The only time he ever got solo's in songs were during random bridge verses and he was (more often than not) accompanied by AJ in the background because he couldn't even hold his own vocally for 4 lines of a song.
Now, not only was AJ the bad boy of the group (which made him the sexiest) he also had the best voice. The band would have been nothing without him, and I am being absolutely sincere. Without him, they would have been just another N'Sync. ZING!
He was so badass, he made the band amazing. I was actually looking back at their performance of "Hey Mr. DJ" from my VHS tape (concert in Orlando) and watching AJ work his magic. I can't believe, at 10-years-old, I was watching (and lusting after) such a sexually-charged performance (and performer). It explains a lot actually...
Here's that performance. AJ is the one who's singing, and who doesn't look like he's about to go snowboarding. Don't ask...
A group photo from 1999.
From left to right: Kevin "The Douche" Richardson, Howie "Latino-Wannabe" Dorough, Brian "The Short One" Littrell, Nick "Everybody Loves Me" Carter, and AJ "Never-Know-What-Colour-My-Hair-Will-Be-Tomorrow" Mclean.
Here are a few more songs (music video versions):
I Want It That Way
Everybody (Backstreet's Back)
Larger Than Life
(This one takes the cake for cheesiest video, and in the late-90's pop era, that's saying something...)
Quit Playing Games With My Heart
Show Me The Meaning of Being Lonely
I'll Never Break Your Heart
OK, now for the grand finale of this lovely BSB themed blog post. Here's a performance of the hit single off their 2005 reunion album Never Gone. Even though I am more of a fan of pre-reunion BSB, this song is actually pretty darn good. Mostly because AJ sings a good chunk of it, and Kevin doesn't have an awkwardly placed solo. Here is "Incomplete". Enjoy!
Sweet!!
I'm talking about old school Backstreet Boys. Before AJ's drug problem, before Nick's weight problem, before Howie went hardcore latino, and right smack dab in the middle of Brian's health problems.
Am I forgetting one? Oh right! Kevin. I always seem to forget about him for some reason... Didn't he leave the group? I never noticed.
When I was the tender age range of 8 to 11, there was no other music in my tiny little world. Unless you count a short coup in the summer of 1999 by the Eiffel 65 song "Blue (Da Ba Dee)" but I think we would all like to forget that little blip on the timeline. I have all of their albums. Some on cassette, some on... wait for it... CD! In fact, the very first CD I ever got (and by "got" I mean was given as a gift because 10-year-old me didn't have any money) was the 2000 Backstreet Boys album "Black and Blue". Wow, I am really old.
To this day I have 5 of their 7 studio albums (2 on cassette, 3 on CD). I'm actually surprised I don't own their "Never Gone" album but I do own their "Unbreakable" album. Go figure.
As to the depth of my fandom during the previously mentioned age range, it was quite ridiculous. I think my significantly worn VHS copy of Backstreet Boys - Homecoming: Live in Orlando pretty much speaks for itself. In the Backstreet Boys vs. N'Sync battle (the Edward vs. Jacob battle equivalent of the late 90's) I was absolutely in the BSB camp. Back then the only thing the BSB and N'Sync camps had in common was the pathetic amusement we felt when Nick Lachey's boy band 98 degrees tried to throw it's hat in the ring. Failed miserably...
My favourite band member, right from the get-go, was AJ. I guess I always loved the bad boys, and he was certainly the bad boy of all the Backstreet Boys. I always despised the fact that 75% of all young girls that liked the BSB completly crushed on Nick. Maybe it was the floppy blonde hair or maybe it was unnaturally high and whiny voice but they just lost their hair scrunchies every time they hear his not-so dulcet tones or even his name. I have broken down the other members' percentage of the BSB's fanbase as follows:
Brian had a really good voice and he had the maturity factor. He just looked like he had the "older brother" position of the group. Howie was never a really prominent figure in the band, but he had an OK falsetto and I think some select girls liked his hair (I'm sorry, that's the only reason I can think of for possibly liking Howie). Kevin was the non-member. I call him that because he can't dance, he can't sing, and he was the forgettable one. The only time he ever got solo's in songs were during random bridge verses and he was (more often than not) accompanied by AJ in the background because he couldn't even hold his own vocally for 4 lines of a song.
Now, not only was AJ the bad boy of the group (which made him the sexiest) he also had the best voice. The band would have been nothing without him, and I am being absolutely sincere. Without him, they would have been just another N'Sync. ZING!
He was so badass, he made the band amazing. I was actually looking back at their performance of "Hey Mr. DJ" from my VHS tape (concert in Orlando) and watching AJ work his magic. I can't believe, at 10-years-old, I was watching (and lusting after) such a sexually-charged performance (and performer). It explains a lot actually...
Here's that performance. AJ is the one who's singing, and who doesn't look like he's about to go snowboarding. Don't ask...
A group photo from 1999.
From left to right: Kevin "The Douche" Richardson, Howie "Latino-Wannabe" Dorough, Brian "The Short One" Littrell, Nick "Everybody Loves Me" Carter, and AJ "Never-Know-What-Colour-My-Hair-Will-Be-Tomorrow" Mclean.
Here are a few more songs (music video versions):
I Want It That Way
Everybody (Backstreet's Back)
Larger Than Life
(This one takes the cake for cheesiest video, and in the late-90's pop era, that's saying something...)
Quit Playing Games With My Heart
Show Me The Meaning of Being Lonely
I'll Never Break Your Heart
OK, now for the grand finale of this lovely BSB themed blog post. Here's a performance of the hit single off their 2005 reunion album Never Gone. Even though I am more of a fan of pre-reunion BSB, this song is actually pretty darn good. Mostly because AJ sings a good chunk of it, and Kevin doesn't have an awkwardly placed solo. Here is "Incomplete". Enjoy!
Sweet!!
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