It’s kind of hard to describe, since there’s really not too much to describe in this song–it’s not much more than a synth hook, a one-line chorus and the aforementioned techno flourishes. Really, I think there’s something sort of magical about this song–a songcraft that transcends the cheesy connotations of its easily pop-trance formula and goofy, time-stamped sound effects (though sorry, I’ll always love those synth squelches at the end of each phrase). This said, I don’t mean to suggest that the only worth of “Better Off Alone” is its cultural relic status. Hip-hop isn’t the only kind of dance music in existence, y’know? Which naturally is pretty much all true, but I feel like if we knew how little time we’d have left with this style of music, we might not have been so quick to dismiss. Of course at the time, these songs were largely drubbed, roundly derided for being derivative, crass and infuriatingly insiduous.
I mean, sure, we get flukes like Cascade’s “Everytime We Touch” about once a year now, but this was a time when songs like ATC’s “Around the World,” Darude’s “Sandstorm” and DJ Sammy’s “(We’re In) Heaven” were just part of the pop music landscape, without seeming particularly anomolous. This is one of the things I miss most about popular music from earlier this decade–hi-NRG pop-trance hits like this were still possible. The car trip never regained the momentum lost. What really annoyed me about getting the ticket, though–arguably even more the financial loss and the indignity suffered–was that it interrupted our listening to “Better Off Alone,” just when we had a real groove going. I got a ticket last night, driving back from Maryland with some friends, listening to Alice DeeJay’s “Better Off Alone.” I kinda hoped that the guy would let me off for being a first timer (although the fact that it took me this long to ever get pulled over is sort of a miracle) but it was a legit ticket–I was going something like 30 MPH over the speed limit, aggressively passing cars, the whole bit. I also added a link to an mp3 of that Weezer cover, for whatever that’s worth) It’s actually an article I’m fairly proud of, minus perhaps the bit about the ticket, so if you haven’t read it before, please do. (I already wrote about this song at length, and I don’t have much to add, so unfortunately I’m just going to be re-running this one from an article I wrote in December of 2007. If you want to argue about the order, you can’t, because we’re not totally sure what the qualifications are either.
Never.Over the final months of our fine decade, Intensities in Ten Suburbs will be sending the Naughty Oughties out in style with a series of essays devoted to the top 100 songs of the decade–the ones we will most remember as we look back fondly on this period of pop music years down the road. Phew! Ask me if I'll ever sew for another wedding again? Um, no. 55+ rows of shirring, 11 tiers of gathering on the exhausts me even to type it out)īest part, the bride was thrilled with them.
We spent around 32 hours making these 4 dresses plus a tie for a little boy. (Her patterns are so simple - simple does not necessarily mean short and easy. We used both the Lydia and Sophia pattern from Pink Fig Patterns. My girls loved them and want one for themselves.
She had so many great ideas about how to make things look nicer, changing up the pattern so that the seams were nicer, adding details like a hem that has a faux underskirt look. And 4 beautiful sunny days with the most perfect breeze blowing through the house. She spent 4 whole long days with me while we cut, recalculated patterns for custom fits and custom details, stitched, sewed, enjoyed lovely lunches in our sunroom with Sophie and chatted about sewing successes and failures. Nova is the mother of my dear friend Barb and she is the seamstress queen. Every time I thought about the project, I got a nervous stomach. I was so overwhelmed about the prospect of sewing, not a little Sunday's best kind of dress, but for a gulp, wedding. I procrastinated to the very last moment. It sounded like a fun task to take on.įirst, they gave me plenty of time. I was commissioned to sew up some little bridesmaid dresses for a wedding in New Orleans this June.