Suddenly my own corporations attempts at team building events don't seem so lame...
"Flaming Box of Stuff:
If a brewery closes in the middle of the Pacific Northwest and no one cares, what happens to the soon-to-be-unemployed? The refreshingly low-keyed Seattle troupe answers that question in "It's the Water." Set in the 1970s — the show opens with black lights, "Dark Side of the Moon" and a character named Burnout — but not so '70s that anyone makes a "Laverne and Shirley" joke.
In the opening sequence, the plant manager, a one-man Revenge of the Nerd, ducks his workers' questions about rumors of a layoff. From there, the show moves from direct silliness (a bear-hunting expedition during the final company picnic) to an unexpectedly moving encounter between a brewery grunt and a waitress in a local tavern. There's a pleasing lack of strain in "It's the Water."
Well, I guess you can't really call it a sellout, considering "sellout" was basically the definition of the band when "Starship" did "We Built This City".
This was so bad I didn't even laugh listening to it. It was more like a feeling of horror. Sheer horror.
I didn't think I would ever hear more awful synth sounds than the ones that farted out of Jefferson Starship. It took one of the most successful companies in the United States to prove me wrong.
You know, stuff like this (re: bad jingles) makes me wonder what goes through the minds of the people composing and/or performing the jingle. Like, are they really pouring their heart and soul into the mic like we always see rock stars doing in videos? Do they high-five each other while listening to a cut of it behind the glass?
Originally posted by Deputy MarshallI didn't think I would ever hear more awful synth sounds than the ones that farted out of Jefferson Starship. It took one of the most successful companies in the United States to prove me wrong.
You know, stuff like this (re: bad jingles) makes me wonder what goes through the minds of the people composing and/or performing the jingle. Like, are they really pouring their heart and soul into the mic like we always see rock stars doing in videos? Do they high-five each other while listening to a cut of it behind the glass?
Hey, this guy again. After 26 concerts, what’s there left to say? Out of ideas, I asked Mika for advice. “Write it in haiku.” So that’s what I’ll do. That should make it amusing, if only for me. Dez and Reagan came.