Space Cadet BLing

Life in Technicolor II, (I guess Life in Technicolor I was the teaser…), this is hands down my favourite music video of all time. With all the pretentious crap teenagery videos that’s peppering MTV, (on hindsight, I’m actually with Kanye on that Taylor Swift issue, God, she’s annoying…), or mindless oversexed displays of body gyrations (think Shakira’s She Wolf) this was a real breath of fresh air. What other trailer elicits all these adjectives at the same time: funny, nostalgic, beautiful, inspiring, clever, thoughtful, cute, and even… creepy… all at the same time? Check out Puppet Chris Martin’s creepy appearance at 3:45. Chills.

This should be Arsenal’s new pregame stadium song, to rile up the juices, better than the old fogey Elvis Presley’s “Wonder of You”. No wonder the Emirates Stadium seem so quiet. If they’d played this or Viva La Vida, that’ll surely bring the club up. And on a sad note, poor Aaron Ramsey… boy, seeing that injury was heartbreaking, but for some strange reason, I feel like that could be the spur that kicks Arsenal’s sails into second wind. Come on you Gunners! And come on you Emirates Stadium A/V guy, play that Life in Technicolor II song. Make this our anthem!

There’s a wild wind blowing,
Down the corner of my street
Every night there the headlights are glowing

Theres a cold war coming,
On the radio I heard
Baby it’s a violent world

Oh love don’t let me go
Won’t you take me where the streetlights glow
I could hear it coming
I could hear the sirens sound
Now my feet won’t touch the ground

Time came a-creepin’
Oh and time’s a loaded gun
Every road is a ray of light
It goes o-o-on
Time only can lead you on
Still it’s such a beautiful night

Oh love don’t let me go
Won’t you take me where the streetlights glow
I could hear it coming
Like a serenade of sound
Now my feet won’t touch the ground

Gravity release me,
And dont ever hold me down
Now my feet won’t touch the ground.

The lyrics just feels right…

Who dat Superbowl XLIV champs?

Ok. So I’m a diehard Ravens fan, but there are just some games where I just feel as passionate rooting for another team. Cases in point: NY Giants beating the NE Patriots couple of years back. Really wanted the Cardinals to beat the Steelers last year and got slightly… only slightly, depressed when they didn’t in a pretty heartbreaking fashion. And today, when the Saints finally achieved their storybook ending. I think this is the storybook endings to end all sports storybook endings. The kind of story that people make movies out of them. Seriously, if it needs any more reiteration… New Orleans, post Katrina. The tragedy. The team who has never reached the Superbowl and who has ever only won 2 games in the postseason. (this season, they won 3, more than they ever had combined in their entire history!) People thinking that the city won’t bounce back. Few years later, hosting the Superbowl. 9 days away from Mardi Gras. Playing against an almost invincible quarterback in Peyton Manning, the best athlete to play the game. Coming back from 10 points down to win it in the end. Jeezus.

Come to think of it, the past 3 superbowls have been priceless. Giants and Steelers winning it at the final moment and now, this. It’s like having 3 Liverpool comebacks against Milan in a row in the Champions League.

Congrats to the Saints. Can’t wait for the movie to come out in a few years. (Luke Wilson to play Drew Brees?)

Feeling really down lately since Arsenal’s loss to Man Utd… to the point of being numb and sort of going through the motions of the day in a rather dazed mood. Yeah, I expected them to lose, I’d say. Even before the match I didn’t really have a good feeling, I’d say. If we lose, Star Trek is coming up on Thursday, yeah, and my sorrows would be washed away by great escapist space battles and visual effects spectacularrr… I’d say. Well, who am I kidding? I said all those things to convince myself that hey, it’s okay Arsenal lost. Well, it’s NOT okay! I’m sad, I’m angry, but I don’t blame anybody for that. I’m just disappointed that they didn’t put up much of a fight and wipe that arrogant grin off that &#*(!^@ Ronaldo’s face, anything… so that I can say I’m proud of my team that day.

To rub more salt into our wounds, Nicklas Bendtner was literally caught with his pants down at a nightclub after drinking his sorrows away at a nightclub after the loss. Disgraceful. More gloat ammo for Man U fans.

And if that didn’t get any worse, Suleiman Alphonso Omondi, a 29 year-old Gooner in Kenya, hanged himself after the game. He died wearing an Arsenal jersey. Even as I believe whole heartedly that life is too beautiful for one to take, even his own, I’m not gonna wag my finger and say he was stupid man to have done that to himself. I’m not gonna preach my opinion about how we all shouldn’t take this too seriously, this is just a game, yada yada. All I’m gonna say is that it just bloody breaks my heart to hear this.

That’s it for now. I poured my sorrow out and I’m gonna go back to being numb again. It’s a coping mechanism.

Ben out.