Kill Bill and Recipe
Meanwhile, BEG continues to have The Best MVs.
The girls look like they're having a blast being assassins and killing each other.
Narsha continues to dance with female backdancers. I love her.
Wait, this is going to need an Imogene Heap edit.
Unfortunately, Kill Bill as a song is just a boring triplet song.
Recipe, like Hotshot, is the retro B-side. What I love about it is how BEG have essentially taken the retro movement in American Pop Music going on right now with Daft Punk, Robin Thicke, Bruno Mars, and arguably all of the little retro elements that come with being or imitating Justin Timberlake, which everyone from Bieber to Chris Brown have done recently, and reclaimed it from male territory. If Recipe were released in America, it would have been by a male artist, with BEG guesting on the chorus as said male artist's object of desire. BEG have done away with the male artist. The sex that the genre (Marvin Gaye 4evar) brings is for their own pleasure, on their own terms. Better yet, rather than doing a straight role reversal and having some kind of explicit male figure to sing to, or even making the male backdancers the people they're singing to, BEG really make their desires all about them. No pining here, no shift of power dynamic that singing to a certain someone brings through the implication of monogamy and twue wuv. This is strictly BEG's show, and they like it that way. (If the lyrics do turn out to be about love, all that does is cast BEG in the position of Bruno Mars. Again, still reclaiming the genre from male territory, and taking on the sexual autonomy of male privilege, just acknowledging that someone in that seat of male power can still be a sensitive lover.)
Click to viewThe girls look like they're having a blast being assassins and killing each other.
Narsha continues to dance with female backdancers. I love her.
Wait, this is going to need an Imogene Heap edit.
Unfortunately, Kill Bill as a song is just a boring triplet song.
Recipe, like Hotshot, is the retro B-side. What I love about it is how BEG have essentially taken the retro movement in American Pop Music going on right now with Daft Punk, Robin Thicke, Bruno Mars, and arguably all of the little retro elements that come with being or imitating Justin Timberlake, which everyone from Bieber to Chris Brown have done recently, and reclaimed it from male territory. If Recipe were released in America, it would have been by a male artist, with BEG guesting on the chorus as said male artist's object of desire. BEG have done away with the male artist. The sex that the genre (Marvin Gaye 4evar) brings is for their own pleasure, on their own terms. Better yet, rather than doing a straight role reversal and having some kind of explicit male figure to sing to, or even making the male backdancers the people they're singing to, BEG really make their desires all about them. No pining here, no shift of power dynamic that singing to a certain someone brings through the implication of monogamy and twue wuv. This is strictly BEG's show, and they like it that way. (If the lyrics do turn out to be about love, all that does is cast BEG in the position of Bruno Mars. Again, still reclaiming the genre from male territory, and taking on the sexual autonomy of male privilege, just acknowledging that someone in that seat of male power can still be a sensitive lover.)