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MP3 Subplot A - Tragic Romantic Mocku Fantasy
15 MP3 Songs in this album (55:41) !
Related styles: Pop: Pop/Rock, Pop: Today''s Top 40, Mood: Quirky
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IF THIS ALBUM WERE FOOD, the words would be the ice cream. The words would be one scoop each of chocolate chip cookie dough, triple tornado, and rocky road, with no vanilla for miles The music would be the cone… nice enough, but really, everybody knows it’s about the ice cream. Who orders just a cone? Except maybe Mozart. He had a thing for cones. And music. Without words.
IF THIS ALBUM WERE A FILM, it would be a cross-genre indie flick written by Charlie Kaufman, directed partly in black and white by Christopher Nolan, starring John Cleese, Steve Buscemi, Ben Stiller, and Marisa Tomei, with a cameo by Jon Stewart as Homer Simpson. It would receive mixed critical reviews at Sundance (after being soundly rejected by Cannes) before the Weinsteins purchase the rights and launch this film to moderate indie box office success. It would become a contentious coffee-shop conversation piece, as viewers debated the dichotomous layers, the suspend-your-disbelief plot twists, the indulgent meta-story, and the question of whether the film is goofy with serious undertones or serious with goofy undertones. One reviewer would momentarily lose his glib façade and write with unfortunate sincerity, “I laughed, I cried” (but regrettably his review was never published as his editor fired him on the spot for inappropriate and non-ironic use of a trite 70s cliché. He now works at Hallmark.)
IF THIS ALBUM WERE A BODY PART, it would be the corpus callosum, that intricate network of tissue which connects the left brain to the right, which allows creative juices and pheromones and unspellchecked chaos to flow bidirectionally to the logical and mathematical chess-playing inner geek who pronounces Linux with a soft “I” and gets you to your office on time. It would offer valuable public relations and conflict resolution services to the heart and groin and cerebral cortex, each of which has sworn allegiance to their respective versions of Google maps.
IF THIS ALBUM WERE... UM... AN ALBUM, people who constantly complain about the intra-album musical homogeneity of current releases would have no choice but to shut up. People who lament the paucity of meaningful lyrics and fresh perspective would never again be allowed to use the word paucity in public. People who moan that today’s music can’t skip like a 33 1/3 needle from silly to poignant to irreverent to angina-inducing-sincerity before revealing secret truths by playing a song backwards, will have to throw their preconceptions out the window of their 1973 Pinto.
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