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Let’s hear it for New York

Posted: November 12th, 2009 | Filed under: Music | Tags: , , | No Comments »

I am obsessed with this song. Like listen to it five times back-to-back on my way to jury duty obsessed. I’m sure you have songs that you feel the same way about. If not, you’re suffering a musical depression and should seek help immediately.

Part of it is the excitement I get when I hear places I’m familiar with. I also like the beat (especially a certain piano part that is reminiscent of an earlier Jay-Z song).

But I have some issues with Alicia Keyes. First of all. What is she wearing? Why is her hair crazy? And would someone please give her a bench so she can sit down and stop dancing at the piano. I feel uncomfortable for her. You’re obviously not actually playing the piano, so why even pretend if that is the result.

Would it really hurt Jay-Z to make eye contact with the camera? I don’t think there’s an eclipse in the camera lens, so no bodily harm would come to him if he simply looked straight ahead.

My other problem is the lack of annunciation. Granted, I’m known to have some crazy interpretations of song lyrics, but I could swear that they’re saying “I’m thinking this is where wet dreams are made of…” Which, I mean, it is New York, and I’m sure is applicable to some people. But in reality the lyrics are actually “Concrete jungle where dreams are made of…” Yeah, I know, I should get my ears checked.

Fact of the day: Jay-Z and I share the same last name. Holler, Mr. Carter!