Dear Poor Lucky Me,
\nHelp! I’m in big trouble. For the past two weeks, I’ve had the Crash Test Dummies song “Mmm Mmm Mmmm Mmmm” stuck in my head! The song is enigmatic both in its meaning and it’s success, as far as I’m concerned.<\/p>\n
Would you please enlighten us with your interpretation of the lyrics and the song’s commercial popularity in it’s hey day. Or is it hay day? Please answer that as well.<\/p>\n
Yours Truly,
\nAnything’s Better Than That Suzanne Vega Song<\/p>\n
Dear Anything’s Better, Now, let’s take a moment to read the song’s lyrics together and draw out some meaning:<\/p>\n Once there was this kid who Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm Once there was this girl who Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm But both girl and boy were glad ‘Cause then there was this boy whose Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm So it’s a song about a few social outcasts. It’s like Radio Head, but doesn’t make you want to bury yourself in a hole in your backyard out of hopelessness and depression. Also, interesting that the kid who’s got it worst is the kid who has to go to the weirdo church. I mean he can eventually just rebel and stop going, those other kids have white hair and birthmarks all over their bodies for life. All three kids make me want to say “boofuckinhoo, at least you don’t live on a garbage dump in Micronesia…mmm mmm mmmm mmmm”.<\/p>\n It’s heyday, and the internet said it’s probably a variation of “heyda”; an exclamation of pleasure. Which, I will now incorporate into my daily speech.<\/p>\n Sincerely, Dear Poor Lucky Me, Help! I’m in big trouble. For the past two weeks, I’ve had the Crash Test Dummies song “Mmm Mmm Mmmm Mmmm” stuck in my head! The song is enigmatic both in its meaning and it’s success, as far as I’m concerned. Would you please enlighten us with your interpretation of the … Continue reading “Wednesday, February 18th”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-23","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/23","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=23"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/23\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3857,"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/23\/revisions\/3857"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=23"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=23"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=23"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nThat song has stood the test of time in it’s amazing ability to get stuck in your heads for months, even years. I don’t even know if its a good song, or just embedded with satanic chants that your brain can pick up on but are not audible to the human ear. When I played it for my dog last night she whimpered and hid under the bed. And she’s Pentecostal so you know she can pick up on devil chants. So that probably explains the song’s commercial success. Satan’s influence explains a lot of curious success stories (examples: Bill O’Reilly, Ryan Seacrest, Ann Coulture, Jim Belushi)<\/p>\n
\nGot into an accident and couldn’t come to school
\nBut when he finally came back
\nHis hair had turned from black into bright white
\nHe said that it was from when
\nThe cars had smashed so hard<\/p>\n
\nMmm Mmm Mmm Mmm<\/p>\n
\nWouldn’t go and change with the girls in the change room
\nBut when they finally made her
\nThey saw birthmarks all over her body
\nShe couldn’t quite explain it
\nThey’d always just been there<\/p>\n
\nMmm Mmm Mmm Mmm<\/p>\n
\n‘Cause one kid had it worse than that<\/p>\n
\nParents made him come directly home right after school
\nAnd when they went to their church
\nThey shook and lurched all over the church floor
\nHe couldn’t quite explain it
\nThey’d always just gone there<\/p>\n
\nMmm Mmm Mmm Mmm<\/p>\n
\nPoor Lucky Me <\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"