The plans surrounding this show decidedly went agley; I’d initially thought we’d drive out early, see some of Williamsburg, catch the show, and then hang out with some folks for drinks afterwards. But it was probably all for the best.
I will preface this by saying a) I lived in Michigan for a while. So while I am not personally a big fan of hats, and am bemused by the cultural prostration in front of Aretha Franklin’s, I accept their utility in the winter months. And b) I get that there were probably not too many opportunities for washing hair while jaunting around from base to base. The most important thing, clearly, is the fact that he went to entertain the soldiers, so I was not expecting GQ ensembles.
None of this explains why we can no longer see Cook’s eyebrows.
To sum up: Tuque. Ur wearin it wrong.
2) Many of us were pleasantly surprised by the massive amounts of promotion that occurred during the first week of American Idol, and even more pleasantly surprised by the surge in sales for both the album and the single. But even the video for Light On got a nice boost in iTunes sales, and has passed 2.3 million views on Youtube. One could certainly attribute that to the rest of the promotion, and his continued VH1 spins.
But I not-so-secretly think that the big push came from many students returning to school, who really responded to the hidden message of the video: Mah brainz, let me show you them. You don’t have to put out for assholes.*
3) In a remarkably clever move, Cook’s management has decided to distract us from his inability to alter the space-time continuum by answering another question.^
We can haz platinum certification?
Yes, we can haz.
* Or nice guys, either. But still. Resonance!
^ I am aware that there were other factors involved than just physics. And my hope is that there will be some shifting later in the year so everyone has their brief history, and time.
Posted on January 26th, 2009 by sourwoodmtn | 2 Comments »
Cook managed a relatively quiet period of rest, but after hustling to Vegas, where he may have played a song (it was hard to tell among all the diagrams of Robbie Kinevel’s Patented Ways to Die[tm]), he’s clearly back to the grindstone, providing new radiointerviews. And of course, said interviews provided a few crumbs of information (official confirmation of a new! puppy!, nostalgic references to queuing! ducklings!), but included some information we’d either already heard or really didn’t need to.
Or, you could answer mine, which will be of no value to anyone, except me, since I will likely laugh.
Do you get some sort of Ambassador discount for your QuikTrip boosterism? Have you asked for one?
If you were feeling ambivalent about cursing during your Orlando performance of Man in the Box, why didn’t you sing “pit?” (For the record, I want to hear you sing “shit” every.single.time. [Maybe even in songs for which that isn't an original lyric.] But you do have options.)
How often, in high school and college, did friends/acquaintances/fraternity brothers suggest that you “cowboy up, Cook?” How often did you punch them in the arm for doing so?
Would you ever consider getting this for Dublin for use while on tour?
Welcome back to the grind, kid. Getting tour dates at some point would be swell.
Posted on January 8th, 2009 by sourwoodmtn | 1 Comment »
Well, after a couple of weeks that would turn live-and-let-live libertarians into distressed English housematrons announcing “SOME CONSIDERATION FOR OTHERS IS NECESSARY IN COMMUNITY LIFE,” and after Cook himself ran around like a dirty dancingcursing back-maskingbackslidden Mouseketeer, we’ve reached a pause in the action.
But, in the midst of all that goodness, a few minor points of interest may have slipped by. So.
In an interview with WPLJ, Cook suggested he is reasonably talented in the kitchen but admitted that he has never “closed the deal” with an egg sandwich. (You won’t actually hear that mentioned in the clips on the site, but I heard it during the stream and frankly, I couldn’t make that shit up.) Perhaps he would have had better luck with eggs benedict, but undoubtedly the hollandaise would make him vom.
During the CD release party on November 18, people witnessed the first documented case of Neal Tiemann making hearthands. During the Ellen appearance that aired on December 1, people witnessed hopefully the only documented case of Neal Tiemann wearing an Elizabethan injury collar. (The performance was quite tasty, though.)
But apparently he is over making funny faces as a defense mechanism. Awww. And he doesn’t have the masses of bling to hide behind anymore, either (although your humble chronicler thinks this is a delightful development). Maybe that sword will be more useful than anyone anticipated.
But I’m still hoping that, one of these days, I’ll get a doughnut. For the record, I will totally stand outside in the cold if someone promises that there will be chocolate cake ones in any future assortment.
Posted on December 3rd, 2008 by sourwoodmtn | No Comments »
Sure, the album doesn’t actually come out for a few more hours (or possibly more, depending on your local retailers’ stocking policies), but with secret song snippets and streaming media and the Do the Wright Thing Gala performance, it seems like half of America has heard it already. But I have thoughts, which I reserve the right to change given a) the full studio effect of the songs, b) more time, and c) actually being able to read the lyrics. These thoughts are ridiculously long, so if you’d rather just watch DCook and DWright be each other’s crush with eyeliner, knock yourself out.
And to top off the night, none other than the trailblazer herself, Hillary Clinton. Friend Mary Steenburgen presented the American Idol fan with a surprise, a one-on-one serenade from David Cook with “The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face.”
See what the fuss is about below. It is remarkably fun to watch. But you should know that you only get the “Mah brainz, let me show you them” shot in the official video.