Well maybe blind rage is a bit much, but I wasn't feeling any warm fuzzies when I watched the first night of VH1's World Series of Pop Culture on Monday and saw a contestant cop out TWICE by saying something to the effect of, Oh heck, I'm just too young to know the lyric you are asking me to decipher in this here category called "1980s Pop Hits"!
She was born sometime in the early 1980s. The lyrics were, as follows:
Dream if you will a courtyard/
An ocean of violets in bloom/
Animals strike curious poses/
They feel the heat/
The heat between me and you
Just, please. If you don't know what this song is, you and I might not want to be friends anymore.
And if you are competing (IN MY PLACE) on The World Series of Pop Culture then you might want to brush up on your 1980's MEGAGINORMOUSLYHUGE SUPERSTARS and their SIGNATURE SONGS.
The next one she missed was admittedly slightly harder. SLIGHTLY:
The sheik he drove his cadillac/
He went a cruisin down the ville/
The muezzin was a standing/
On the radiator grille
But context clues alone should help you out with this one.
Not many 1980s pop hits feature SHEIKS!
I am happy to report that I smoked nearly all the categories on Monday and Tuesday, with the exception of Quentin Tarantino films. Movies are not my strongest suit. Safe to say music/lyrics and television trump films as far as my repetoire of useless knowledge is concerned, but I can certainly hold my own. When the category "Bueller, Bueller" came up last night, I about died. And of course answered all six questions correctly, because I have, no lie, seen Ferris Bueller's Day Off well over 30 times. Sadly neither of the folks competing in that round knew how many times Ferris had been absent.
Say it with me, friends. Nine times.
Nine times?
Nine. Times.
I should so be on this show.
2 comments:
this year, when they were advertising for tryouts, i kept thinking you + me + leo would = a mighty fine team. all of that mostly useless knowledge, finally put to good use! maybe next year.
I had many of the same thoughts re. the lack of basic pop knowledge. Not so bad last night (Wednesday) but I had high hopes for the Carlton Banks Dance Academy team, and they totally let me down. Plus, what is UP with Cheetara doing the post-game interviews? Gah. They are just horrible. The most ill-formed questions I've ever heard, and truly repugnant wardrobes to boot. They look like middle-school gym teachers who won guest spots on Entertainment Tonight.
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