Between my last post and Saturday’s, I defintely need some comic relief. Check out this YouTube video someone made of Katy Perry doing “Hot N’ Cold” in Atlanta a few weeks back – it’s really great. Not only is the song great (see previous and below), but take a look at the video and you tell me how on earth she does do those dress changes so fast? I mean, that’s crazy. Not only because: a) being married to twins (an aside to all the guys out there, be advised that when you marry a twin you marry both of them!) I’ve learned no chick ever gets changed that fast, but b) given her funky wardrobe of choice – and believe me I’m not complaining! – I just can’t figure out how she does it.

And I just love love love her blue hair!

It all reminds me of the one great weakness The Great White Shank has in his life – no, it’s not his putting stroke! – and that is music. If there’s a song I really, really, really like and hear it playing somewhere I’ll be struck dead in my tracks as immobile and vulnerable as a baby oppossum having his belly scratched until it finishes playing.

…case in point: I’m at Treasure Island in Vegas, baby heading towards the Breeze Bar to meet some Goodboys for a cold Sam Adams when over the music system I hear Katy singing “Hot N’ Cold”. Well, screw the Sammy, I find me the best listening spot and start bopping around like some pathetic one man flash mob until the song is over. As soon as the song ends it’s like nothing happened, as if for three minutes I’ve been transported to some alternative universe until the music stops.

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Can I make a comment about “Hot N’ Cold”? I love the lyrics (sure, they’re stupid, but they’re also kinda funny) but I’m a sucker for songs that have a little chaos going on in the background, and this song does – listen starting at 3:30 – lots of synth and funky stuff going on to the end. I like her voice and all the harmonies she does.

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Truth be told, I’ve always been a sucker for pop music with a judicious use of synth.

So I’m a wacko I guess. But no matter whatever happens to me I’ll always have my music. I blame – and thank – my parents for that. After all, who woulda thought The New Christy Minstrels would have led to the unleashing of such a crazy stupid music animal?

That’s a damned long way from The New Christy Minstrels to Katy Perry! Or, The Super Stocks, for that matter.