spice girls

man, do i love the spice girls. never could figure out why they were so hated. was just working on the computer, with media player in the background shuffling around my remote server full of ripped CDs (something i avoided too long). up came “Never Give Up On The Good Times”, from the soundtrack to the joke film Spice World.

don’t try to play music snob with me, yo. you’ll lose. laugh but damn do i like good pop music. many people don’t understand that the spice girls weren’t four somewhat dingbatty young women. they were a well financed production team, grooming team, and power-punching crew of world class pop writers, musicians, and choreographers who took four mildly talented women and taught them to sing, dance, and jive their way to a damned respectable package. they had some music videos that combined humor (e.g., “Say You’ll Be There”), slickness, and often cinematic beauty (e.g., “2 Become 1″) that should shut up any critic who gives them a chance. some of the studio recordings are pure ear candy, despite the occasional off-tune vocal from one of the gals. hey, they never pretended they were anything but exactly what they were.

my fave spice? sporty, no question. wanted to be reincarnated as her bicycle seat. ::sigh::

sporty spice

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