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I have returned from the folk fest! Lots of awesome bands this year, including fellow West Chestrians Hoots and Hellmouth, Judy Collins and Janis Ian from the old folk vanguard, Great Big Sea, and of course Tempest, who have further choreographed their signature "stand in a line and take one step to the left" move to "stand in a line, take one step to the left, spin around, shake butt, face audience and resume wandering around stage". Also, the double-necked electric mandolin will never stop being amusing. Rock on, dudes. Got a bunch of new CDs too, including Dave Carter and Tracy Grammar's last release, which so far seems very mellow.
I may have also saved my cousin from the grip of bad literature, since after she mentioned that she liked the Twilight series a lot, I gave her my copy of Sunshine by Robin McKinley, which is far superior and contains 100% less sparkle and 100% more cinnamon buns. So everyone else should read it too, in case you feel the need to indulge in vicarious vampirism but aren't, you know, TOTALLY LAME.
Walking around on steep hills all weekend did nothing for my ankles, and my right one started hurting AGAIN. Alas. Also, my family has abandoned me to take Kurt to Cleveland while I must toil and drudge at work, although admittedly the alternative would be to also go to Cleveland, and I'm sure you can see the flaw in that plan. However, the fact remains that we don't really have any food in the house. Curses.
Because I clearly have not had enough unintentional entertainment in my life (or EPIC FAIL as the case may be), I started watching the BBC's Robin Hood solely on the premise that it looked amusing in its badness. It turns out that I was entirely correct, and Robin Hood is in fact hilarious, sometimes on purpose. It's pretty much The Mummy of television, to the point where I would not actually be surprised if an evil undead mummy turned up and started terrorizing Sherwood.
5 REASONS WHY ROBIN HOOD IS AWESOMELY BAD:
1. Robin Hood wears a hoodie.
2. The wardrobe, which is inspired more by A Knight's Tale (the movie, not the Canterbury Tale) than by the actual 12th century. I bet you didn't know that the Sheriff of Nottingham wore Birkenstocks and evil black toenail polish, or that the Merry Men wore camouflage and combat boots, or that Maid Marian has a nice cardigan ensemble. Also, Robin Hood wears a hoodie.
3. The location titles, which make an awesome powerpoint whooshing sound effect as they shoot onto the screen like arrows. I laugh every time.
4. Most shows would eschew basing the entire plot of an episode around the punchline of quoting Eric Clapton. Robin Hood is not one of those shows (see Episode 3: "Who Shot the Sheriff?" for more information).
5. Hilarious soundtrack FAIL. One of the problems with having a triumphant theme song is that, for example, you should probably avoid ending your teaser with oppressed peasants about to have their tongues cut out with an immediate jump to "BA BABA DAAAAAAAH, BA BA DA DAAAAAAAAH DADA DA DUH DUH DEE DADA DAAAAAA!!!!!" Even more importantly, you should avoid playing said triumphant theme song right after the apparent death of the hero's girlfriend. Under no circumstances should you do this TWICE.
In addition to these major examples, there are myriad instances of the awesomely bad, including but not limited to hilarious wire-work, Maid Marian's tai chi, the living embodiment of Sam from "The Very Secret Diaries", Robin Hood fighting with a fake baby, an episode shamelessly entitled "The Return of the King", and Nottingham pastede on yay!
Furthermore, this trend seems likely to continue well into Season 2, since the two clips I've seen consisted of 1) Robin Hood escaping from a snake-pit and the clutches of the Sheriff's evil dominatrix-type sister, and 2) Robin Hood and some other guy in a presumable fight to the death with wiffle bats over a huge pot of boiling oil. I await it with bated breath.
In conclusion: Robin Hood wears a hoodie.
I may have also saved my cousin from the grip of bad literature, since after she mentioned that she liked the Twilight series a lot, I gave her my copy of Sunshine by Robin McKinley, which is far superior and contains 100% less sparkle and 100% more cinnamon buns. So everyone else should read it too, in case you feel the need to indulge in vicarious vampirism but aren't, you know, TOTALLY LAME.
Walking around on steep hills all weekend did nothing for my ankles, and my right one started hurting AGAIN. Alas. Also, my family has abandoned me to take Kurt to Cleveland while I must toil and drudge at work, although admittedly the alternative would be to also go to Cleveland, and I'm sure you can see the flaw in that plan. However, the fact remains that we don't really have any food in the house. Curses.
Because I clearly have not had enough unintentional entertainment in my life (or EPIC FAIL as the case may be), I started watching the BBC's Robin Hood solely on the premise that it looked amusing in its badness. It turns out that I was entirely correct, and Robin Hood is in fact hilarious, sometimes on purpose. It's pretty much The Mummy of television, to the point where I would not actually be surprised if an evil undead mummy turned up and started terrorizing Sherwood.
5 REASONS WHY ROBIN HOOD IS AWESOMELY BAD:
1. Robin Hood wears a hoodie.
2. The wardrobe, which is inspired more by A Knight's Tale (the movie, not the Canterbury Tale) than by the actual 12th century. I bet you didn't know that the Sheriff of Nottingham wore Birkenstocks and evil black toenail polish, or that the Merry Men wore camouflage and combat boots, or that Maid Marian has a nice cardigan ensemble. Also, Robin Hood wears a hoodie.
3. The location titles, which make an awesome powerpoint whooshing sound effect as they shoot onto the screen like arrows. I laugh every time.
4. Most shows would eschew basing the entire plot of an episode around the punchline of quoting Eric Clapton. Robin Hood is not one of those shows (see Episode 3: "Who Shot the Sheriff?" for more information).
5. Hilarious soundtrack FAIL. One of the problems with having a triumphant theme song is that, for example, you should probably avoid ending your teaser with oppressed peasants about to have their tongues cut out with an immediate jump to "BA BABA DAAAAAAAH, BA BA DA DAAAAAAAAH DADA DA DUH DUH DEE DADA DAAAAAA!!!!!" Even more importantly, you should avoid playing said triumphant theme song right after the apparent death of the hero's girlfriend. Under no circumstances should you do this TWICE.
In addition to these major examples, there are myriad instances of the awesomely bad, including but not limited to hilarious wire-work, Maid Marian's tai chi, the living embodiment of Sam from "The Very Secret Diaries", Robin Hood fighting with a fake baby, an episode shamelessly entitled "The Return of the King", and Nottingham pastede on yay!
Furthermore, this trend seems likely to continue well into Season 2, since the two clips I've seen consisted of 1) Robin Hood escaping from a snake-pit and the clutches of the Sheriff's evil dominatrix-type sister, and 2) Robin Hood and some other guy in a presumable fight to the death with wiffle bats over a huge pot of boiling oil. I await it with bated breath.
In conclusion: Robin Hood wears a hoodie.
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Also, because I'm most likely the only 18 year old in the world who is a huge Judy Collins fan, I have to ask what her performance was like...
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Judy Collins was really awesome! So awesome, in fact, that I actually woke up to listen (the Saturday night concert was really mellow and also, REALLY COLD) :D. She sounded fantastic and can still belt it out, which is really impressive for a 69-year-old soprano, and was rocking the guitar and piano. I don't quite remember her entire set, but I really liked this one song which was long and about being stuck in a blizzard near Denver, whose title (obviously) escapes me.
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