Posted by Pete Berg on Saturday, November 29th, 2008 at 9:08 am
Epic.
“Stand by me” is a featured song around the world in which 37 musicians from five continents assemble together to create one unified track. The musicians have never met in person and connect through their music. Each track is added to the song as the musicians are recorded LIVE outside across the globe. The end result is a remarkable human connection and a powerful song.
Posted by Pete Berg on Friday, November 28th, 2008 at 4:34 pm
I stumbled across this video and I have no idea what these Congolese boys are singing about — I think it might be something political — but I really don’t know. Anyway, it’s really catchy and pretty sweet, so I thought I’d post it.
Posted by Pete Berg on Friday, November 28th, 2008 at 1:04 am
I’m glad smart people spend their time making things like this rather than curing cancer or solving the global energy crisis. But you can’t fault them for their choice in music.`
Posted by Pete Berg on Friday, November 28th, 2008 at 12:24 am
Yesterday, on live TV, Rick Astley rickrolled the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade, officially ending the Rickrolling phenomenon. It was an epic win for the Internet, but like a college graduation or the loss of one’s virginity, it signaled the end of an era. Ladies and gentlemen, the Internet has won, and now rickrolling is officially dead.
Granted, by around April Fools Day of this year, Rickrolling had already become too mainstream to initiate “teh lulz’ that it once had (and many, myself included, were already declaring it to have jumped she shark) — but this, as I see it, was the proper send-off. Rick Astley was voted “Best Act Ever” on MTV, and then Rick Astley himself rickrolls everyone in America during her most sacred televised event. Now the joke’s over, and it ended in epic fashion. Please, please, please, please, please — for all that’s good and proper and holy in this world — let’s let this rickrolling thing end now when it’s on top. The rickrolling horse just died the most noble possible death. Let’s not desecrate its memory by beating it into oblivion.