Friday, September 26, 2008

My loony bun

I can't believe I haven't posted this yet! I gotcher Grade-A Guaranteed Friday Rocker! right here.

Kalluri Vaanil by Prabhu Deva, 'translation' by Buffalax

Young Son & I have been enjoying the hell* out of the Indian music videos we're finding on YouTube, both the real ones and the fake-English-subtitled ones.

The whole Bollywood thing is such a different aesthetic than we're** used to. I find it charming that many of the men in the Indian music videos would not exactly be considered hunky here in the Ol' Yew Ess of Ay-uh.

I admit, I'm a little bit smitten with Prabhu Deva and his crazy mad dance moves.

Don't get it? Check this out. Puts it all in context. So g'won wi'cho crazy hobo sef, Prabhu Deva!

* To be precise, Young Son has been enjoying the heck out of them. I, on the other hand, have been enjoying the shit out of them. I figured 'hell' split the difference.

** That would be us Amurrikins

1 comment:

  1. Oh, Liz. Thank you, THANK YOU, for sharing this -- it makes up for my otherwise boring night of editing.

    And thank YOU, Indian George Michael, for making me smile with your shimmying, almost but not quite crotch-grabbing, Elaine from Seinfeld dance moves. Really, you have left me speechless.



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