Mayeral election
I’ve been periodically viewing CNN’s pre-Inauguration coverage, and noticing that they keep cutting to commercial with John Mayer’s “Waiting on the World to Change.” Because the historic new administration will apparently still make room for bland, horrendous music that struggles to make some sort of “deep” statement.
Obama’s first order of business ought to be a binding resolution that this song is a. horrible and b. meaningless. Beyond meaning that ol’ John is looking to bang activist chicks, and will resort to the most blatant pandering to do so. But then again, anybody who heard the Grammy-winning (what the fuck?!?) “Daughters” knows that Mayer is hardly above pandering.
I’ll still watch his variety show. Dude’s cracked more funny jokes than written good songs. Perhaps his entire career will eventually be revealed to be one wise-ass satirical mindfuck. A guy can dream…
Who’s next?
Four men and a newbie
The history-and-death-obsessed ten-year-old I never quite outgrew will never forget the Nixon’s 1994 funeral, specifically the shot of the five living presidents grouped together, chronologically, looking all somber and mournful towards the man who lowered the bar for them. It was a moving, powerful image, the cumulation of 21 years without a presidential death, the sobering comedown after a ten-year span (1963-1973) that wiped out five presidents. While the above pic occurs under slightly more celebratory circumstances, it nonetheless evokes nostalgia for that stunning shot.
