the inside of bars used to always look like that video: fake greek pillars, checkerboard floors, mannequins in distress with good music playing.
lately, i have been quite taken with a remake of a lords of the new church song. it's actually better than the original which is odd because it's by a band purposely set up to be ironic and somewhat flippant: nouvelle vague. have a french girl sing old punk and new wave hits in heavily accented english that sometimes slips into oddly mistranslated words with a swinging cocktail hour jazzy accompaniment.
then, if that's not enough, someone went and synced the nouvelle vague version with an old french new wave film and made it even more fucking incredible.
previously ,i was going to just post a string of pussy jokes through music but i get seduced and obsessed so easily. and therefore you get a pagan love song. or two.