Showing posts with label Serebro. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Serebro. Show all posts

Friday, January 19, 2018

Yet ANOTHER Top 100 (or so) Songs I Absolutely Must Have With Me on 1/48/50

#288) "Mi Mi Mi" by Serebro - A few months back, I admitted publicly (er, so to speak) to really liking the song "Mama Luba", suggested, even, that there was more to Serebro - at least in certain musical instances - than mere off-the-hook sex appeal. At the time, I wondered if I'd discover another song by the Russian girl group that I could listen to and a) not be bored by (which is the worst offense of all), and b) totally not care whether they were attractive or not. A song that could truly stand on its own, without being dependent on the group's ridiculously over-the-top sexual image.

I found it, ironically enough, in "Mi Mi Mi", a song that on the surface seems little more than a pop throwaway extolling the grotesque trappings of the artistically barren, image-obsessed, materialistic age we live in.

But whoa, Nelly...easy girl...unless you're one of those individuals completely bogged down by taking your music (and yourself) too seriously, there's really nothing not to like about this song. Fatally infectious, confident, sassy, bratty...almost a little sinister (as in, this just may be the music playing in Hell's waiting room)...I like its funky, freak show vibe. It's considered Europop (ish), but there are subtle musical shades of the girls' Russian heritage found embedded in its rhythm, moments when it sounds less like a pop song of any kind, more like the bed music to Tetris. And really, what could be wrong with that? Definitely nothing here to get bored by. The song is, in a word, bewitching.

It's largely the construction of the song itself, but also partly the women of Serebro. I like the fact that the singers - Elena Temnikova and Olga Seryabkina (who also has a writing credit) - seem to have a tenuous grasp of English at best, or none at all. Maybe I'm wrong, but they sound like I might sound singing a song in Russian, merely saying the memorized words without being able to convince people that I fully understand them, and in some strange way, for some strange reason, it totally works. And no, we're not talking strong vocals here, but that's okay. For what the song is, and what the song isn't, neither woman needs to be bellowing in three dimensional color like Adele. Their combined nasal attack works just fine.

And yes, they are astonishingly attractive women in my opinion. Not just "hot", which makes appearances throughout the world every day, but truly fucking stunning, all three of them (with Anastasia Karpova) totally rocking their cossacks with carefully crafted moves that for better or worse have become what the group's known for.

But it wouldn't matter if they weren't attractive, and that's the point here, that's why this song will come along on 1/48/50. Serebro could consist of three old Russian woman, their wizened faces peering out from underneath kerchiefs as they huddle in the sun, waiting for their cream to curdle, and all else being equal, musically speaking, "Mi Mi Mi" would still be a fantastic jam. Very super pupper drupper. ;-)


"I am so cool with my awesome big tits on the ground..."


#289) "The Sun Ain't Gonna Shine Anymore" by The Walker Brothers - I was not surprised at all to discover the creators of the movie "Seeking a Friend For the End of the World" used this song to help illustrate their end times tableau. It has been getting me thinking heavy, long thoughts ever since I first heard it dribbling out of the AM radio in my parents' bookstore when I was a little kid. Similar to "Don't Let the Sun Catch You Crying", it's actually the perfect road song because it always sounds like it's broadcasting from somewhere very far away, someplace you might want to get to, or get back to...or perhaps stay away from.

"The tears are always clouding your eyes, when you're without love, baby..."



Friday, November 10, 2017

Yet ANOTHER Top 100 (or so) Songs I Absolutely Must Have With Me on 1/48/50

#269) "Mama Luba" by Serebro - With the potent sex appeal of the three members of Serebro to contend with (seeming to confirm everything I've ever heard about the exceptional beauty of Russian women), it would be easy to dismiss "Mama Luba" as mere pop tripe performed by women who better be good-looking, because they're certainly not Joni Mitchell.

But "Mama Luba" is beyond catchy. The combination of driving rhythm, urgent melody (and vocals) and a synthesized horn jam end run that itself could teach a course in sexiness scratches deep enough to become a legitimate groove, the kind that gets into your blood as well as your ear. And honestly, that it's sung in Russian doesn't hurt...(although I don't know why I just typed that).

Sadly, the rest of Serebro's music is what you might expect from any manufactured girl group, Russian, American or otherwise: cloying, overtly sexual (that is, to the point of being annoyingly so...), sassy and salty for the sake of being "sassy and salty"...but "Mama Luba" more than makes up for the other fails simply by not trying too hard. Yes, the women of Serebro are purrrrdy (okay, astonishingly hot), but truly, it wouldn't matter if they weren't (and agreed, it shouldn't). I'd still be jamming out...;-)


Sorry, the lyrics are in a Russian...;-)

#270) "Silence on the Line" by Chris LeDoux - On the surface, just another country ballad about cowboys and rodeos, hard falls and painted canyon walls...and whatnot and shit...but not really.  If you sit and listen to this song, a richly textured (and kind of devastating) story is revealed, a story that touches on some universally known themes: the death of dreams, what we wish mattered in life compared to what ends up mattering, how we see ourselves as opposed to how others see us, the relationship between men and women, what's expected of men as time passes...

A former rodeo rider, LeDoux passed away in 2005 at the age of 56. Taken way too early, he left behind a musical legacy worthy of remembrance, with "Silence on the Line" worthy of analysis.

Truthfully, no other song has ever moved me quite the same way.

"Well there's silence on the line, and now I hear her saying / 'Babe, I only need a man for the things a man is good for...'"