Sunday, July 27, 2014

The Carousel: In Theaters Friday (mid-2078)

I've been doing another Camp Nanowrimo throughout July, and one of the forums posed the challenge of figuring out what the movie trailer of the film version of your book would look like. It was kind of a fun exercise for me. Here is what I came up with.
 
 
 
[Nighttime in a noisy bar. A woman in business attire is seated opposite a tall blonde waitress named Caris]

 

Woman: I have a proposition for you.

 

Caris: (being pleasant) ‘Proposition’ is always my first red flag.

 

[Close-up of the woman smiling warmly]

 

Woman: You’ll like this one.

 

[Cut to a formal ballroom. Caris is wearing a slit black dress, smiling politely at the other attendees. She picks up a glass of champagne from one of the servers and takes a sip]

 

Woman: (in voice over) What do you know about demons?

 

Caris: (in voice over) As a metaphor?

 

[Caris tries to stifle making a face at the taste of the champagne and embarrassedly sets the glass on the lid of a grand piano]

 

Woman: (in voice over) This world is changing.

 

[Cut to Caris standing alone in a large shadowy room in front of a pedestal containing a metallic disk with what appears to be the face of a fanged creature roaring engraved in it. Caris studies it intensely.]

 

Woman: (in voice over) I want to know why.

 

[Gunshots are heard along with people screaming and general commotion. Caris is still wearing the same black dress, but it has been torn in a few places and her hair has fallen into disarray. She dives into the driver’s side of one of the cars outside a mansion, watching nervously behind her. She hits the accelerator and travels two feet into the back fender of the vehicle in front of her. Caris takes a moment to look perplexed at the impact]

 

[Cut back to Caris at the bar]

 

Caris: I should warn you. I’m not a very good driver.

 

[Cut back to an overhead view of the same car being driven down a tight alley. The screeching of metal against brick is heard and sparks are flying off both sides as the car scrapes against both sides of the alley. The car emerges out the other side and slows to a halt. Two armed thugs have stopped their car at the entrance to the alleyway to stare in disbelief at what had just happened. Caris’s hand pops up through the sunroof of the damaged car]

 

Caris: (waving politely to her pursuers) I’m okay.

 

[The two thugs open fire at her through the alleyway as she proceeds to drive away.]

 

[Cut to Caris and Brandon examining an image of an attractive redhead on the computer screen.]

 

Caris: Who is she?

 

Brandon: Her name is Zelphina.

 

[A shot of Zelphina dealing at a blackjack table. She shuffles the deck with a skill indicating an unnatural level of dexterity]

 

Caris: (in voice over) And what is she?

 

[A male patron rudely snaps his fingers in her face to get her attention. Without blinking, Zelphina grabs his wrist and dislocates it before returning to the deck]

 

Brandon: (in voice over) We’re not quite sure.

 

[Cut to an outdoor scene at night where Zelphina is standing on top of a roof of a tall building. She sprouts a pair of large bat-like wings on her back and jumps off the roof.]

 

Caris: (in voice over) So what am I supposed to do? Ask her to hang out?

 

[Cut to an outdoor shot on a pedestrian road by the beach during the day. Zelphina is in closeup with Caris standing directly behind her.]

 

Caris: We can protect you.

 

[A quick montage at a local carnival at night of Zelphina being choked from behind by an assailant but flipping him over the barrier of an active bumper car attraction; followed by her catching the upper rails of a rollercoaster and letting go, her fingers barely avoiding contact with the oncoming train; landing on the lower rails just as the same train rolls back around where she is. She springs up in the air, clearing the train and landing back on the rails, rolling her eyes in irritation.]

 

Zelphina: What do I need protection from?

 

Caris: (warmly) Yourself.

 

[Cut to a daytime shot of Zelphina walking up to a stopped pickup truck in the middle of an intersection. The truck’s horn is sounding. Zelphina puts her fist through the driver’s side window and pulls the steering wheel out. The sound of the horn stops.]

 

[Cut back to Zelphina and Caris on the beach.]

 

Zelphina: Your point is acceptable.

 

[Caris holds up the metallic disk to Zelphina.]

 

Caris: Do you know what this is for?

 

Zelphina: It’s a decoy.

 

Caris: Some men tried to kill me for it.

 

Zelphina: Then it’s working.

 

[Cut to a road at night. Caris is in the driver’s seat of yet another speeding car but is holding onto the headrest with both hands while Zelphina steers from the passenger seat.]

 

Zelphina: Are they still behind us?

 

[Caris takes a quick look over her shoulder but immediately resumes her previous position when the back windshield shatters from an apparent gunshot.]

 

Caris: Yep.

 

[The car careens across a set of railroad tracks, narrowly avoiding a collision with an oncoming train.]

 

Caris: Why don’t you just drive?

 

Zelphina: Road rage.

 

[Cut to the dense jungle with Caris and Zelphina in a brief montage of climbing uneven terrain.]

 

Caris: (in voice over) So a decoy? To lead people away from what they’re looking for?

 

Zelphina: (in voice over) Or to lead them straight into something they aren’t prepared to handle.

 

Caris: (in voice over) So where does that put us?

 

[A pack of hostile baboons surrounds the two women screeching and bearing their teeth. Zelphina, standing right next to Caris, lets out a demonic scream causing the baboons to scatter. Caris blinks and rubs her ear.]

 

Zelphina: Sorry.

 

[Cut to Caris in a cavern shining a flashlight on a large stone container.]

 

Caris: (in voice over) Have you heard the story of Pandora’s Box?

 

Zelphina: (in voice over) No, why?

 

[Cut to Caris and Zelphina back outside looking much worse for wear.]

 

Caris: (sheepishly) Oh…no reason.

 

[Cut back to the cavern with Caris running for her life from a large shadowy mist-like figure. She suddenly finds herself in front of a steep drop-off and has nowhere to run.]

 

Caris: (holding her flashlight above her head unconvincingly) You shall not pass!

 

[The figure flies straight through her, and she drops to the ground to avoid being blown over the drop-off. Her flashlight goes over the edge but Caris manages to stay on safe ground. Once the mist has blown past her and she realizes that she’s unharmed, Caris turns to where the figure has gone.]

 

Caris: (more confidently) And just keep walking!

 

[The title card appears. “The Soul of a Succubus” followed by the tagline “Sometimes a guardian angel comes from below”.]

 

[Cut to a large ominous looking cabin on the top of a hill in the wilderness. Caris is about to walk through the back door with Zelphina waiting outside]

 

Caris: (smiling) You’re sweet. But I don’t always need you to protect me.

 

[There is an explosion visible through the windows of the cabin and the panes shatter. Then a shot of the roof on fire, followed by a shot of the entire cabin sliding down the hill where it demolishes itself by crashing into several trees below. Caris and Zelphina are still standing at the top of the hill, staring with disbelief at the wreckage.]

 

Caris: (meekly) Oops.

 

[Cut back to the title card followed by the usual slew of credits.]

Tuesday, July 15, 2014

Weird Al: Review of Mandatory Fun

Mandatory Fun

I'll definitely give Al credit for marketing this album as an event instead of slowly seeping it through the sieve as with Alpocalypse.

So I understand that this is conceivably the last physical CD Al is going to put out and I can't say I'm all that excited about the notion. I haven't embraced the whole digital download process, and based on my opinion that the music industry has become the equivalent of a barren desert with a few oases here and there, I don't expect I'm ever going to.

I'm not part of the music industry so I can't say with any confidence what the mentality of a record company is today, but based on the cracked.com articles I've read I'm convinced that today's popular music is mass produced by committee. Case in point: the Iggy Azalea song Fancy has SEVEN freaking names credited as writers. How hard of a song was this to write? And it's still stupid. I know it's popular, but that doesn't make it any less stupid. A LOT of stupid things manage to become popular.

I'm certain that people in the music industry who actually know anything about music are in the minority. When I do encounter currents songs, I find them monotonous and devoid of any real melody lines. And I know my decade (the 80's) produced quite a bit of the same aerobic tempo interchangeability, but we also had the good stuff along with it. I'm not seeing much in the way of the good stuff anymore and I don't really understand why that is.

Well anyway, let's look at what the parody king does with the resources he has to work with.

Handy: If it wasn't clear from my intro, I hate the Iggy Azalea song. Knowing that she was going to lead off Al's newest album I listened to it about five times trying to find a way to like it and I just couldn't. So I bought Mandatory Fun this morning and popped the CD in thinking "Let's just get this first track over with" and I don't know what the hell happened but I suddenly loved it. There is absolutely no reason for Al's parody to have worked as well as it did, but I can't deny it's a great way to kick off the album.

Lame Claim to Fame: This is a nice concept even if the song hasn't really stayed with me (you know, after the one time I've heard it). It's a decent enough second track even if it feels like Talk Soup's B-side.

Foil: Another not-quite-there song. I guess Foil has inherited the food parody legacy, but it doesn't quite have the passion of Spam or Addicted to Spuds. I'm predicting that this is going to be my overriding response to this album. Despite his best efforts Al really may have peaked after goin', goin' to the, yes after goin' to the Hardware Store and his music since then has just felt a little on the Al-lite side.

Sports Song: Out of all the songs that I knew were going to appear on this album I was most looking forward to this one. Al said he was going to write a Superbowl stadium song, and in my mind I was imagining a drum heavy jock jam like Pour Some Sugar on Me. Instead we get the full length version of  Harvey the Wonder Hamster. Eh...okay? Maybe the song could have been rescued if the content had been an honest satirization of the sports fan's sense of accomplishment when the people on the field accomplish something, but instead Al plays it safe making it Weird Al Show friendly.

Word Crimes: Unlike the Iggy Azalea, this parody didn't make me like the original. The Robin Thicke song is overrated, and the only reason we paid it any mind was because of topless women. As for the parody lyrics, they're good. Not quite the in-your-face spirit of It's All About the Pentiums that I was hoping for, but Al rose to the challenge admirably. I would say this song hits the target, just not the bull's-eye.

My Own Eyes: This would have been a much better second track than Lame Claim to Fame. The jokes work more frequently and it's just a stronger song overall.

NOW That's What I Call Polka!: I'm not hearing what Patton Oswalt is hearing. It's still an early call but this may in fact be my least favorite of the polka medleys. By its nature the polka medley is an espresso shot to its album, and this medley comes across as decaf. It's slower than usual and by the time we reach Get Lucky it feels as though we're just starting the polka instead of concluding it. I suspect that Al is tired of doing the polka medleys, and if the tepidness of Now That's What I Call Polka! is any indication, we're probably witnessing the swansong. Kind of an unsatisfying sendoff to an incredible legacy.

Mission Statement: I've never personally gotten into the style of Crosby, Stills, Nash and sometimes Young but Al does a really solid pastiche. The big problem is this song really needs to go somewhere, like revealing at the end that this is Linus giving a motivational speech to MetLife. Even The Check's in the Mail had a little bit of an implicit story arc. Mission Statement just hovers on this one concept for four and a half minutes.

Inactive: This is the passion regarding nothing that identifies Weird Al. I've never heard of Imagine Dragons before this moment, but Al has introduced me to them. The music just hooked me and Al's lyrics came to life in a really bizarre manner.

First World Problems: Maybe Al is really trying to break his own template with this album, because the final third (ordinarily the dumping ground for the weaker songs) is really packing a punch. Musically this song hasn't had time to blossom with me, but I'm definitely going to grant it as many listens as it needs. As of now I'm giving it full credit.

Tacky: This song is cute. I would never have been interested in the original, but Al's parody puts it on a whole new level. I'm actually surprised this is the final parody as it could just as easily have led the album. And the video? The single tracking shot is incredibly energetic, Aisha Tyler and Jack Black couldn't appear more at home lip-synching a Weird Al song. I'll bet that was a really fun lunch after the shoot.

Jackson Park Express: I'm not sure how I feel about this one and it may take me another month before I figure it out. Unlike Trapped in the Drive-Thru the conclusion to Jackson Park Express feels natural, and at least something is happening on a musical level even if it doesn't really merit nine minutes of attention. My initial reaction is that Al could have shortened this song to the five minute mark and accomplished the same thing. As it stands, I think it's just an okay song, and the length doesn't make it funnier, just longer.

Conclusion:

I'm writing this review the day Mandatory Fun came out, so there's always the potential for some songs to grow on me over time. I may come back and do an update in a few months once the dust has settled, but for now here's how I've decided to score it. Handy, Tacky, First World Problems, My Own Eyes and Inactive each get 3 points. Lame Claim to Fame, Sports Song, Mission Statement, Jackson Park Express and the polka each get 2 points. That leaves me with Word Crimes and Foil which I think I'm going to let both slide with a 2.5 each. 30 out of 36 for a score of 83, a B. Same as Straight Outta Lynwood and Off the Deep End although on both of those albums I think the highs were higher and the lows were lower. ~update on 2/12/2015. While it hasn't affected the overall score, now that the album has had time to settle in my head I've wound up liking Word Crimes a little more and Foil a little less, so 3 points for the former and 2 for the latter. And for the record, Now That's What I Call Polka is in fact my least favorite of the polka medleys.

In fact, just out of curiosity: it turns out that the average score for Weird Al albums based on my biased and completely unfair criteria is 84 which puts this album right there in middle quality-wise and I think that feels about right. Mandatory Fun is new, so naturally it feels fresher than Dare to be Stupid but in reality it's as good as the rest of Weird Al's body of work.

More Conclusion:

It is very sad to me to think that this is the last album. I understand because of who "Weird Al" Yankovic is to music that it makes sense for him to be able to pop up in appearances whenever the muse of comedy commands it, but it already gnaws at me that I don't own a legal copy of Spy Hard, Headline News, or Polkamon (not enough to go get legal copies of them, but it does gripe me a little). I don't want to 'own' a virtual copy of anything, it means more to me to have the physical object in my hands, like a book or Michael Bay's esophagus. It's like getting a birthday present early, it just doesn't have that day-of specialness to it.

But nothing is definite. I know Al is weighing his options. And vinyl is even making a 'there, happy now?' comeback, so we may still get some CD releases just to shut people like me up. I'll tell you what I'm secretly hoping for (promise not to tell anyone, or it won't be a secret) is that somewhere down the road Al will deliberately release an outdated album called Missed Opportunities where he'll go back through the past few decades and grab those groups that just desperately need their songs parodied but never had those moments in the multicolored spotlight. It would be a wonderful way to introduce younger generations to the music of Bon Jovi, the Styx, Pat Benatar, and Edvard Grieg.

And maybe then we can finally get that polka where we hear the opening notes to Sweet Child of Mine re-envisioned by the accordion.


And the score rankings are:

Running with Scissors
99
A
1999
Poodle Hat
97
A
2003
UHF (SUMO SOAP)
95
A
1989
Bad Hair Day
89
B
1996
Dare to Be Stupid
87
B
1985
Off the Deep End
83
B
1992
Straight Outta Lynwood
83
B
2006
Mandatory Fun
83
B
2014
Even Worse
82
B
1988
"Weird Al" Yankovic in 3-D
79
C
1984
Alpocalypse
79
C
2011
Polka Party!
77
C
1986
"Weird Al" Yankovic
75
C
1983
Alapalooza
72
C
1993


Feel free to revisit these five previous blogs for information on how I graded Weird Al's past albums.

Wednesday, July 9, 2014

Food Network Star Finale

Even with episodes scheduled to continue into August, I have the results of this season right here:

Food Network Star is a failure.

It's just over. Giada is done with it. Alton has moved on. Bobby is...well Bobby is still being a team player but the show and the very concept is a dead horse.

Exhibit A: Four seasons ago was the last time a Food Network star (Jeff Mauro) actually went on to do anything. Justin Warner never got the show he was promised, he was given a Food Network blog. I could do that! And Damaris Phillips's greatest contribution is handling the leftovers from the subsequent season. The show is just not accomplishing anything. It's pointless.

Exhibit B: The contestants this season would never have lasted beyond a few weeks in any of the previous seasons. I've been told recently that the network no longer promises them a show for winning but instead rewards them with five free haircuts or something; the point is we're just pretending to do the show now. Maybe that didn't attract real contestants or maybe there just aren't any.

I used to watch this show because it was fun. I would find a handful of players that I would attach to based on a combination of talent and likability. I wanted them to win. I got mad when they didn't. I cared about them. Even villain-by-default Penny intrigued me on a certain level where I wanted to know who she was behind the competitive streak. Hell! Give me Danushka back with all of her 'I'm better than this' arrogance just so I can feel better about my lack of accomplishments when she gets crushed again on national television. See how bad this season is? It's making me miss Danushka!

So I tuned in this year ultimately to give Food Network Star a grace card to see if they could win me back after (what I still believe to be) a series of underhanded rigging from last year. This was the show's Star Salvation for me. And when it became evident in the opening episode that they weren't bringing it on the main program, I hung on because Chad was on the bench and I felt very strongly that the network owed him that chance that they took away from him. But they didn't give it to him.

So Food Network Star, I'm sending you home.

Sunday, July 6, 2014

Food Network Star Week Six

Halfway point, thank God.

The Food Network is airing a new promo, claiming this is the best season ever of Food Network Star. In advertising there's fluffing something up, there's putting a positive spin on something, and then there's straight up lying.

But on to the show, I guess. So the contestants are given the ability to make anything? And then present their POV? Shouldn't we have done this on the first episode?

Well whatever. At least I can actually figure out what each player's POV is.

Emma did a fair job. She took the criticism well. I'll even admit to feeling a little tension as the judges tasted her food.

Lenny, Chris and Nicole all seem to be in the same boat where they dropped the ball on the commercial but the judges liked the food.

"Loreal, I've got one word. 'Dang!" Yeah, I've got two words, but people I work for might be reading this. She had the opposite problem: the commercial was better than the food.

Sarah, Sarah, Sarah. You DON'T actually feel like you're at the beach when you're in front of a green screen. You actually did a good commercial. It's been your one victory this season. But in the name of basic human dignity stop acting like you're seeing the world for the first time.

Reuben...just go get Chad to take over.

And I am no closer to understanding the POV's. Lenny is a cowboy. That's all I've got and I figured that out on my own a month and a half ago.

So what have we learned at this point? Well, no matter how low we set the bar, NOBODY is standing out in this group. So, if Chad isn't on next week am I going to keep watching? Probably, just to finish out the season. But unless season eleven is an all-star season I think I'm going to be watching something else from now on.

Update: Chad isn't coming back. I have a week to decide if I'm even going to bother continuing with this blog project since there is literally nobody competing who I would vote for.

Weird Al Retrospective: I Need a Nap (What's the Matter with Kids Today?)

When July 15th rolls around we MIGHT be seeing Weird Al's last official album; which curiously enough falls right in the middle of Monty Python's farewell stage show, signifying the potential end of an era in comedy. (Mel Brooks still seems to be in good health, so let's hope that fate doesn't subscribe to the rule of three).

I want to go on record saying that when I was in my twenties I had a bit of a falling out with my own faith. It was a very angry and hopeless period in my life, but somewhere in the midst of it I found myself turning to comedy to help me make sense of the world. By the time I found my faith again, comedy was so intertwined with it that the two were now inseparable. Comedy is the way I feel I can understand who or what God is.

With that said, I sometimes like to imagine what the Church of Comedy might look like. I figure the Monty Python team are the archbishops answering only to Pope Groucho I. Weird Al would have to be my youth pastor.

Kids of all ages from 27 to Methuselah can discover and appreciate Weird Al's music, but probably the target audience remains the Mad Magazine age bracket- just mature enough to have a sense of humor but not so grown up that they're no longer interesting. And maybe as music changes, Al changes with it, and his newer stuff is ultimately for a different audience than me. So I think it's fair to say in the spirit of love and tolerance how many different ways these next two albums make me want to pull my hair out.



Straight Outta Lynwood

I'm not sure exactly what happened or why, but the release of this album put Al in the mainstream's eye. Part of it may have had to do with Chamillionaire's enthusiastic support of Weird Al's presumanly autobiographical parody of Ridin'. White and Nerdy cracked Billboard's top ten (a first for a Weird Al song) and was certified platinum as a single. The song was big enough that the following year Universal Studios in Orlando had a rather unconvincing Weird Al lookalike lip-synch the song during the finale of the Bill and Ted's Excellent Halloween Adventure. That's when you KNOW you've cracked the mainstream.

It's funny how that all happened because Atlantic Records track blocked the release of the James Blunt parody You're Pitiful. Equally funny is how both parodies could conceivably be about the same guy, from different perspectives. I'll talk more about White and Nerdy a little bit later.

White and Nerdy: Okay, it's a little bit later (I trimmed the dead space out of the blog). Well despite their best efforts Atlantic Records inadvertently did Al a favor because this song was (and is) fantastic. Maybe because the world in general has become nerdier with everybody owning the latest iThing and cinema revenue being dominated by comic books and Michael Bay playing with his action figures; this song just came at the right time. It didn't hurt that Al proved he was a better rapper than a lot of professional rappers, not to mention the music video where Donny Osmond INSTANTLY became cool. This album is off to a great start.

Pancreas: And just like that, it comes to a complete stop. I really cannot imagine how slow paced this album would have been if the James Blunt parody had opened it and then led into this as the first original. First the good: this song is musically complex and sophisticated. The bad: the only thing remotely interesting about the lyrics is the concept of it. In execution, it's like listening to a four minute podcast on the value of earthworms. And the ugly: Al has used the pancreas as a punchline way too many times in interviews and editorials and it was only funny 1.5 times. What inspired Al to go through so much trouble for no reason? Michael Bay perhaps?

Canadian Idiot: There's not much in the way of cleverness going from American Idiot to Canadian Idiot. I guess if you like Green Day (and I don’t) this song does what it sets out to do, but it just feels like Al was really having to force the muse to work on this one. If I’d heard this song prior to the rest of the album I would assume it was going to be in the Taco Grande spot, i.e. the weakest parody. Sadly this was not the case.

I’ll Sue Ya: Now here’s a song I can respect. I wonder why Al didn’t use this one as the second track as it has much more solidarity than Pancreas. A friend of mine says he uses this song for stress relief, and understandably so.

Polkarama!: Another B side polka. I don’t know if it’s the song selections or if Al is just getting tired of doing the polka medleys but Polkarama! just never seems to get going. I just looked at the song listing for the medley and was surprised to see that Somebody Told Me by The Killers (the only point the polka starts to breathe) was over halfway to the end when it should have been halfway through the first act. I gave Bohemian Polka two points, but I honestly think it's put together better, so this one is also getting two points.

Virus Alert: This is the Midnight Star of the album, and even though it gets a little too absurd too quickly the song still manages to find its good beats, so everything doesn’t just flow together in a single thought. I particularly love the ending where it sounds like we’re finishing the William Tell Overture.

Confessions Part III: We're back to R&B again, so naturally I’m agitated, but this song is honestly funny and Al sounds like he’s really enjoying the vocal overlaying. It's worth mentioning that even as a 'third part' to a story, Al's parody can stand on its own (mainly because he summarizes parts 1 and 2 in the first verse) leading to an added bonus joke of this is why the woman finally reaches her breaking point.

Weasel Stomping Day: I have no idea where this idea came from. I guess Al wanted a third holiday themed song about something horrible and he chose to come at it from a different angle. The result is fine with a little social commentary thrown onto the bonfire.

Close But No Cigar: How often do we get a Weird Al original you can dance to? It might be fun to try to compile a whole album's worth of Al's original content you could play for someone and them not be able to figure out they were listening to Weird Al.

Do I Creep You Out: This is an American Idol send up because Queen Amidala wanted it. This is Melanie light without the payoff. This is Girls Just Want to Have Lunch without the self-awareness. This song does nothing for the album except fill a quota.

Trapped in the Drive-Thru: Oh. God. You know, one thing I will say in favor of Do I Creep You Out: it's over. This song is not over, the CD was just smart enough to give up before I did. In all fairness I get the idea behind this, and at least it had an idea which is what Do I Creep You Out was missing. BUT IT WAS A BAD IDEA! Shaggy dog stories are never funny, they're tedious. Albuquerque wasn't a shaggy dog story because it had mini-sketches assembled into a convoluted narrative. This song doesn't go anywhere (except for the brief salvation in Led Zeppelin and then we're back in Hell)and that doesn't make it funny. Leave that crap for Seth MacFarlane, eventually his audience will figure out how tedious it is. You know how you can usually hear a Weird Al parody without hearing the original and still be privy to the joke? This parody seems to depend on your pre-existing hatred of R. Kelly. This song gave me a hatred of R. Kelly which wasn't there before. You think that's what Al was going for?

Don't Download This Song: My first time through, I thought this was a weak way to end the album, but it was really feelings left over from the previous two songs. On its own terms, this song is delightful, getting in its satire on both sides of the issue. It also has what I felt was the biggest laugh on Straight Outta Lynwood although you have to turn the volume up pretty loud to hear it.

Conclusion:

The originals have a much better batting average than the polka/parodies on this album. Pancreas gets 2 points for thoroughness on the music front. Canadian Idiot and Polkarama! also get 2 points each. Now I'm probably being a tad inflexible by only giving Do I Creep You Out and Trapped in the Drive-Thru 1 point each, so I'll toss in 1 extra point for the two of them to fraction out how ever they deem appropriate. Everything else gets 3 points for a total of 30 out of 36, or a score of 83, a B. Well, that was better than I was expecting.



Alpocalypse

Five years later...

Al was experimenting with the ability to download songs right away, which meant five of the tracks on this album were available a few years prior to Alpocalypse's release as a digital collection called Internet Leaks. In retrospect I think this may have been a mistake, owing to the fact that the album as a whole made no first impression on me. With Perform This Way being available a few months before the release date and the polka airing on Youtube it was up to three parodies and two originals to really grab the audience.

I almost wish after Internet Leaks Al had just released an album with those five tracks and a few odds and ends which had evaded past albums (Spy Hard, Polkamon, Headline News). I would have bought that.

But let's pretend none of that happened and we're looking at Alpocalypse for the first time with fresh eyes, an open mind, and whatever respect for Miley Cyrus still existed in 2011. We may as well, it's not going to improve the album's score.

Perform This Way: Great parody, decent song, snide comment, etc. What I really want to mention here is the drama behind this parody's release. If you don't know the story, Al had the idea for a Lady Gaga parody (and the rest of the world sort of demanded he do it) and he sent word to her people for the okay. He received word that she needed to hear the parody before agreeing to it, so he wrote out the lyrics and sent them back, getting the response from her manager that "No, she needed to hear it first." Al recorded the parody and sent it to her and got word back that she said no. So out of frustration he just released it for free online. Then internet blew up over this on Twitter and Yahoo and probably xoJane (or it should have) calling for Gaga's head. Lady Gaga (that is officially the STUPIDEST stage name by the way) responded saying her manager never actually sent her the parody, signed off on it, claimed to be a Weird Al fan and called the song "empowering". I'm going on record saying that I don't believe her. I believe she said no and then backtracked when she realized that Al had more passionate fans than she did. And my reasoning is the minimal amount of effort she did to defuse the situation. A Weird Al fan would have called Al personally to apologize and fired their manager. I believe Lady Gaga thought she was above Al's parody of her. Until I hear some actual sincerity over the whole thing I maintain she was never worthy of it.

CNR: Okay, so having to bounce back from that rant we turn to this style parody of The White Stripes, a band best known for needing a bass guitarist. I didn't care for this song the first few times mainly because it just seemed too 'out there' without actually being funny, but something in the downbeats of the guitar chords finally won me over.

TMZ: Kind of like Don't Download This Song Al does a great job taking shots at both sides of this topic. It's a really good second parody for this album, and curiously the second song in a row without a vowel in the title.

Skipper Dan: There's parody, there's spoof, there's dark humor and there's absurdity. But if there was ever a song Weird Al did that just hit the sweet spot on the very essence of comedy, this is it. This song comes dangerously close to sadness without ever crossing the line that it achieves a perfect balance on that dividing line. In the song, Dan is defeated but not because the world is against him, but because his expectations were too high. Yes, it's sad that his life didn't turn out the way he wanted, but he's also not the victim he perceives himself to be. This is why we can laugh at him and sympathize with him simultaneously.

Polka Face: I don't know why, probably because of the previous song, but this polka always sounds like a Fantasyland attraction to me. It's not a three point polka, but it's one of the better ones.

Craigslist: I am not a fan of Jim Morrison but I'm glad that Al is, because this song sounds great. And it works. I don't understand why it works, but the concept of Morrison screaming out the name of the website but making no statement for or against it just seems appropriate somehow.

Party in the CIA: Despite Al's best efforts with the lyrics, this song sucks. the original music is boring and monotonous; the fact that it's Miley Cyrus is a bonus on the detestability scale. Even though this song represents the point where I always skip to the end of the album, it gets two points because of how well Al did with the words.

Ringtone: One of the things a Weird Al album and a Queen album have in common is the variety of musical styles contained therein. So with Al choosing to do a style-parody of Queen I have to wonder why he chose this particular style of out of the whole Queen-spectrum he had to choose from. Like Pancreas, he put a lot into it, but the result is really not interesting. Two points for effort. I'll probably never sit through the whole song again.

Another Tattoo: At this point I'm beginning to worry that Al is just out of ideas. Any joke that could be done with this concept was already tackled by Groucho with Lydia the tattooed Lady and that song had a legitimate melody line. I'm also getting concerned about Mandatory Fun. I don't listen to the radio, but it sounds like every song in the past eight years can be performed by anyone who learns three chords. Another two points for effort, but my patience is wearing out.

If That Isn't Love: And it's worn out. Hanson has actually had some catchy songs but Al didn't seems to turn to them for inspiration here. I think it's also time to retire the anti-love song. That genre had a great run, but even though this is a fresh approach to it, this song doesn't feel fresh. It feels tired. In fact, this is the first Weird Al album in ages where the originals are starting to suffer.

Whatever You Like: I'd like a better song. Was there nothing by Linkin Park Al could have done a parody to? You know, that's great that Al could record a parody and release it online while the original was still on the charts. It doesn't mean this song should have been done. I've been using adjectives like monotonous, tedious, and boring a lot lately. This is where I trade them up for nouns like depression, migraine and Evanescence.

Stop Forwarding That Crap to Me: I'm in such a bad mood now that I'm ready to take it out on anything, and this is the closest song to me. Sorry, but life isn't fair. So what can I gripe about here? Well it sounds like Don't Download This Song all over again, so there's that; not that that was bad, just a little repetitive. It's also touted as a Jim Steinman/Meat Loaf style parody, so Al should really be belting it out operatically. Oh who am I kidding? I love this song! It's not enough to rescue the album but it's a really nice consolation prize.

Conclusion:

Perfect scores on the first half of the album except for a 2.5 for the polka. The next three songs get 2 each. The next two get 1 point each. 3 points for the last song. 28.5 for the whole album for a score of 79. A deserved C.



Meta-Conclusion:

So how do the past thirteen albums stack up against each other. Based on the results of the parameters I usually followed, here is a list of each album and its respective score in ascending order. My biggest surprises were the low score for "Weird Al" Yankovic in 3-D and the fact that Straight Outta Lynwood did better than Even Worse and Off the Deep End.

Mandatory Fun hits shelves on July 15th, and you can expect my scathing review of it by that evening. Any predictions on where it's going to be ranked on this list?



Alapalooza
72
C
1993
"Weird Al" Yankovic
75
C
1983
Polka Party!
77
C
1986
"Weird Al" Yankovic in 3-D
79
C
1984
Alpocalypse
79
C
2011
Even Worse
82
B
1988
Off the Deep End
83
B
1992
Straight Outta Lynwood
83
B
2006
Dare to Be Stupid
87
B
1985
Bad Hair Day
89
B
1996
UHF (SUMO SOAP)
95
A
1989
Poodle Hat
97
A
2003
Running with Scissors
99
A
1999