According to the High Court of Australia, the band Men at Work got famous by stealing another’s work. Two years ago, the band was sued for copyright infringement by a company called Larrikin Music. Larrikin claims that the flute riff that is the backbone to the band’s hit, “Down Under,” was stolen from a popular kid’s song called “Kookaburra Sits in the Old Gum Tree.” The song was written more than 70 years ago by a teacher named Marion Sinclair, who passed away in 1988. While Sinclair didn’t made a stink about the likeness when he was alive, now that Larrikin Music owns the rights to his song, they decided to bring the case to court. As the victors, they will be able to seek royalties made on the song from 2002 on. Only someone should probably tell them that this song was the height of popularity … in 1983. They kind of missed the boat on this one. [Huffington Post]
It’s not just that we love Beyonce’s new video for “Countdown” (and we loooooove it). It’s more like in the last hour or so we’ve viewed it about 10 times, and are obsessed with Miss B.’s incredible styling and Audrey Hepburn-meets-Bob-Fosse-meets-”Dreamgirls” vibe. Could she be any cuter with those Audrey-inspired bangs and perfectly manicured eyebrows. Oooh girl, it’s almost too good. We just had to break down all of the looks from the video, so we could salivate over them/try to reproduce them ourselves.
I, like everyone else who has read “The Telltale Heart” and “The Masque of the Red Death,” am obsessed with Edgar Allan Poe. And yet, I’ve been a little apprehensive about the fact that Relativity Media is making a movie called “The Raven,” about the classic American author. I had assumed it would be a traditional biopic, but now that I see the trailer, it clearly isn’t. Nope, it’s a thriller that imagines what would have happened if a serial killer in the 1800s had been so inspired by Poe’s stories that he started recreating them. Poe—played by adorable John Cusack—is recruited by a police detective to help him solve the crimes. I don’t know if I love the concept, but I’m at least sold on plunking down $12 to see it. You? [StarPulse]
Mates of State is a band composed of two people—Jason Hammel and Kori Gardner—who happen to be married. And their upbeat, clap-able tunes make marriage sound really, really fun. But things got complicated for the couple when they had their first daughter, Magnolia, four years ago and even more complicated two years later, when they had a second daughter, June. But they didn’t let having kids stop their days of making music and touring—nope, they decided to bring the girls on the road with them. And in their rider, they stipulate that venues provide “surprises for a 2-year-old and surprises for a 4-year-old.” Kori and Jason say people have taken this very, very seriously.
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Oh, Mike. You’re such a creep. On last night’s episode of “Jersey Shore,” Mike tries to teach Snooki a lesson (his choice of words) by spreading the rumor that he or his friend called Jionni to tattletale about their alleged hookup. It’s hard to say whether doing that, or letting Snooki think he did that, is the more douchey thing to do.
So, thanks to him, we learned a new Jerseylicious acronym: GTD or “Gym, Tan, Drama.” Though GTD could just as easily be “Gym, Tan, Domestic Violence,” because Snooki freaked the f**k out on Mike and chucked like 12 wine bottles at his head.
Now, what The Situation did to her was bad. Really bad. But for the love of gelato, that was insane. Snooki is like the new Ronnie, which is to say an emotionally-stunted caricature of an adult human being.
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“Close your eyes, give me your hand … darling. Do you feel my heart beating?”
Earlier this week, I found myself swaying back and forth, a glass of Prosecco in my hand, belting out the lyrics to The Bangles’ “Eternal Flame,” my favorite song circa 1988. I was 8 years old when the tune came out and, at the time, it seemed far more important that I learn to tease my hair a la front woman Susanna Hoffs than study my multiplication tables for third grade math. I put even more effort into memorizing the lyrics to “Walk Like An Egyptian.” The song remains my karaoke standard to this day.
As I looked around the packed club at the large number of iPhones being held in the air, capturing the moment on video, it occurred to me that “Eternal Flame,” a song that had sounded so deep to me as a kid, was actually kind of trite. But I pushed the thought from my mind. I wasn’t hear to evaluate the artistic merit of the music I had loved when I was younger—I was here simply to revel in the fact that I had loved it. As the song ended, Susanna took a moment to address the crowd with some heartfelt words. “It’s the 30th anniversary of The Bangles,” she said. “All the love you’ve given to us, we want to give back to you.”
I jumped up and down, clapping wildly. And something occurred to me—I realized that I am a reunion tour junkie.
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