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Friday
Sep102010

Crazy Mystery Movie Soundtrack Language

"Aaaaayaaa preyyyyyyaaaa ummmmmmmmmm" - Enya Lyrics

You know when you're watching some big grand battle scene in a movie, like say, Lord of the Rings?  Or Gladiator?  Well sure enough, behind every awesome action sequence is that same gibberish-like choral music pushing the intensity up to eleven (Phantom Menace anyone?)

It even made an appearance in Star Craft II's soundtrack.

Add the right music and suddenly this parking lot of nerds becomes an epic battle between good and evil

What is that crazy language they're singing?  Some sort of combination of Italian, Indian, and Elvish?  If you know, DO NOT TELL ME!

This mysterious gibberish talk is far more fun to listen to without knowing what it is.  Honestly, the people who wrote it just picked the best sounding words from like four different languages with no consideration for their meaning.  Something like "pretyos, se myntos pellios" actually means "butter, jump lipstick pellios".  How much would that ruin the end of "Independence Day"?  A lot, probably.

So Underrated bizzaro nonsense language, keep on trucking, and keep sounding awesome.

Thursday
Aug262010

Random Cool Thing: Cee-Lo's Friendly Words of Advice

I have to post this before it is redundant (Or am I already too late?).

 

Anyway, I get a kick out of it.  If nothing else, it'll make you smile... enjoy!

Monday
May242010

PIEBALD

Oh what is this now?  I bet you thought I was gone.  Well I'm back, and I'm ready to set things on fire, NBA Jam style.  Boomshakalaka!

So I came out of my hermitage today to talk about the most rockingest band to ever lace up a pair of PF Flyers.

I first got turned on to Piebald early on in High School.  Their albums are a little bit of an acquired taste (The lyric structure is more or less free verse and a lot of their early stuff is not particularly melodic), but I'd dare you to not be absolutely obsessed if you ever got the chance to see them live.

They had the tenacious double threat of thoughtful angst and sing-a-long power which, when they unleashed live, they deliver with such unforgiving pace that you barely have anytime to recover between songs.  Oh yeah, and they had some pretty rawkus fans to boot (if I do say so myself).

But in a way, this is a eulogy for the boys from Andover.

Sadly, it looks like they have hung up their guitars for good after a farewell show two years ago and only coming together once for a special one-off show last month since (which I was lucky enough to be present for).  The worst part of being a musician is knowing how much amazing music out there will never be heard.  Nothing can last forever, but at least Piebald was heard.  At least we'll always have Grace Kelly.

Piebald, good sirs, you were underrated.