Continuing Yo Gabba Gabba! Obsession
6:34 am, 18th Dec 2008
OK so now that I have two blogs about Yo Gabba Gabba! I must, by default, make a Yo Gabba Gabba! category. So anyway, I had posted the Yo Gabba Gabba! (I just like typing those words!) blog, and my friend Sam said that before she even knew about my Yo Gabba Gabba! (see what I mean?) love, she had been meaning to send me a video of this song, “Party in My Tummy”:
[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wm-ODeyFHjY]
PARTY IN MY TUMMY!!! YUMMY YUMMY!!! I’m a little worried for those carrots and green beans though – they’ve been brainwashed!. It’s a little Logan’s Run. They want to join the party, but do they know they’re begging to meet their own death by stomach acid?! Also, they are floating IN their friend, Juice. That’s just plain weird.
Also, I am somewhat confused by how this song/video could remind someone of ME, but I TOTALLY AGREE! I can’t put my finger on it, but yeah…I like this kooky song, hehe. It’s totally my sense of humor – really ironic, with supercute stuff playing out a totally morbid scenario. Kind of like Kawaii Not:
If you “get” that, you must check out Kawaii Not. I first came across the Kawaii Not book a few months ago at Urban Outfitters. It’s basically a bunch of cutie pie Japanese-inspired cartoons of inanimate objects saying/doing very un-cute things. In fact, there is a Japanese trend called grotesque-cute. OK, the Japanese are weird, but I must admit my favorite part of the Murakami exhibit at the Brooklyn Museum was a 20-minute cartoon about poop. Did I appreciate it because I’m an art lover and I liked it ironically? Or did I just laugh because I’m immature and like poop jokes?
I read somewhere recently that irony is OUT and innocence/naivete is in – a side effect of “Yes We Did”.
It seems like for a long long while, a majority of people – especially New Yorkers -have prided themselves on being “snarky” and calling anyone NOT included in their social circle a “douchebag”. Irony, cynicism, criticism. Just another badge on the snark cadet uniform. (And yes, I mostly hang out with snarky comedians, but I’m actually talking mainly about non-comedians who think anything sarcastic counts as witty.)
Now that history’s been made and our country’s new mantras are “hope” and “change”, does the liberal media and the comedians who supported Obama have to shut up and try very hard not to make fun of the government it helped elect? Hmmm…it’s tricky. Is that flip gonna happen, or will there always be vultures no matter what the meat? Who’s gonna touch an Obama impersonation on SNL? What was once ironical and satirical could now be hypocritical (depending on how – and by whom – it’s done).
Right now, I will appreciate the fact that little kids laugh at “Party in My Tummy” because it’s silly (though some part of them must realize that it’s morose), while I laugh at it because it’s morose (though some part of me must realize that it’s silly).
OK so now that I have two blogs about Yo Gabba Gabba! I must, by default, make a Yo Gabba Gabba! category. So anyway, I had posted the Yo Gabba Gabba! (I just like typing those words!) blog, and my friend Sam said that before she even knew about my Yo Gabba Gabba! (see what I mean?) love, she had been meaning to send me a video of this song, “Party in My Tummy”:
[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wm-ODeyFHjY]
PARTY IN MY TUMMY!!! YUMMY YUMMY!!! I’m a little worried for those carrots and green beans though – they’ve been brainwashed!. It’s a little Logan’s Run. They want to join the party, but do they know they’re begging to meet their own death by stomach acid?! Also, they are floating IN their friend, Juice. That’s just plain weird.
Also, I am somewhat confused by how this song/video could remind someone of ME, but I TOTALLY AGREE! I can’t put my finger on it, but yeah…I like this kooky song, hehe. It’s totally my sense of humor – really ironic, with supercute stuff playing out a totally morbid scenario. Kind of like Kawaii Not:
If you “get” that, you must check out Kawaii Not. I first came across the Kawaii Not book a few months ago at Urban Outfitters. It’s basically a bunch of cutie pie Japanese-inspired cartoons of inanimate objects saying/doing very un-cute things. In fact, there is a Japanese trend called grotesque-cute. OK, the Japanese are weird, but I must admit my favorite part of the Murakami exhibit at the Brooklyn Museum was a 20-minute cartoon about poop. Did I appreciate it because I’m an art lover and I liked it ironically? Or did I just laugh because I’m immature and like poop jokes?
I read somewhere recently that irony is OUT and innocence/naivete is in – a side effect of “Yes We Did”.
It seems like for a long long while, a majority of people – especially New Yorkers -have prided themselves on being “snarky” and calling anyone NOT included in their social circle a “douchebag”. Irony, cynicism, criticism. Just another badge on the snark cadet uniform. (And yes, I mostly hang out with snarky comedians, but I’m actually talking mainly about non-comedians who think anything sarcastic counts as witty.)
Now that history’s been made and our country’s new mantras are “hope” and “change”, does the liberal media and the comedians who supported Obama have to shut up and try very hard not to make fun of the government it helped elect? Hmmm…it’s tricky. Is that flip gonna happen, or will there always be vultures no matter what the meat? Who’s gonna touch an Obama impersonation on SNL? What was once ironical and satirical could now be hypocritical (depending on how – and by whom – it’s done).
Right now, I will appreciate the fact that little kids laugh at “Party in My Tummy” because it’s silly (though some part of them must realize that it’s morose), while I laugh at it because it’s morose (though some part of me must realize that it’s silly).












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