Pursuant to listening to Fred, Fred and nothing but Fred all day, the following question propels forward from my current New Wave coma.
Did anyone catch the 99 Luftballons loop on VH1 on Sunday, March 26th?
The music video presentation, to air Sunday (2 p.m. EST), caps off the cable channel’s “Pay to Play for Hurricane Katrina Relief,” which raised over $200,000 for Mercy Corps, a humanitarian relief organization.
Viewers could request one video to be played on VH1 Classic for every $25 donation. For a $35,000 donation, they could select an hour’s worth of music videos from the 1960s through the early 1990s … one viewer chose something different for his allotted hour, requesting continuous playing of [German group Nena’s] “99 Luftballons” …
Great, it’s one step above a bake sale. Speaking of bake, the past tense of that word is the condition I would have to be in to watch one hour of Nena singing “Hast du etwas zeit für mich, Dann singe ich ein lied für dich …”
P.S. Can you point me to a good feed aggregator that is not Google? My BlogLines and NewsGator accounts will continue to lie idle until someone convinces me that they have any use.
When you said Fred, i thought you meant Fred leBlanc, or maybe even Fred Schneider. Luddite mimes don’t subscribe to XM yet.
Hey now, don’t be hatin’ on Nena. She ist das bomb! (Of course, this is coming from a culture that considers David Hasselhoff to be the pinnacle of musical perfection, so I may have shot my own argument in the foot.) Ach!!
And when you said Fred, I thought you meant Right Said Fred, Mr. I’m Too Sexy. That’s just wrong.
Ashley, how do you reconcile luddite and CS professor in one being?
Joel, even Hasselhoff’s wife can’t stand him. The only good thing associated with that human (vaguely) is K.I.T.T.
oodles, that is simply wrong. In such a right sort of way. Now you have me singing, “I’m a model, you know what I mean …” Isn’t it great the powers you have all the way from SF? Who said mind control is impossible?
Easy: I use Fortran instead of C++, Emacs instead of Visual Studio, and stuff like that.
You got me. But as revenge, I implant this thought into your brain from across the miles: “I’m hooked on a feeling. I’m high on believing…”
Had enough? Or do I have to break out the ABBA?
You are singing the Hasselhoff version, yes?
If not, you will want to gouge your eyes and ears out after this:
http://www.ifilm.com/ifilmdetail/2433520?htv=12
You’re welcome.