So, yeah, this movie heavily referenced up top? It's called Prince of Egypt, and it ROX. Even for non-religious people (heck, even satanists would be all 'ME GUSTA'), it's niiice. And the song in the little paper thingies? It's this one:
I couldn't find it in Polyvore's little music select-y thing. It was all 'When You Belieeeeve'... who cares about believing, let's hear about dem plagues! ANDANDAND: Ramses is played by Mr. Voldemort. And he sings. Which explains the title.
I saw him in this movie Red Dragon too, and it was all like 'NOSE!' and he was all like 'WHAAAT?' but not confused but in that homie-g whuuuut way. But then he was all 'IMMA KILL THIS FAMILY NAO.' and it ruined the moment.
I've been on a Disney villain song music kick recently, and discovered exactly how kick-arse they are. All the other songs are about frolicking and pronking (it's what gazelles do, bra) and BELIEEEEVE, wish upon a STAAAAR, don't do DRUUUUGS (not really the last one, but you know what? It's coming.) But villain songs? Ohoho, none of that idiocy. Down here it's all about being super epic and singing THREATENINGLY. I'm talking Friends on the Other Side, Savages (They're SANDWICHES, SANDWICHES), Be Prepared, all that jazz. And Hellfire. Oh bby, Hellfire. Hunchback of Notre Dame is already amazing, but then the villain, a judge/priest man, sings about LUST AND FIRE AND BURNING AND STUFF THAT SNUCK BY THE CENSORS. And I'm all 'Yo, Frollo, no need for all this, it's just an erection.' and he's all 'NOOOO I must express my feelings through SONG!'.
Yeah, I talk to movie characters. Problem, buddy?
I don't even know what to write now. I made this because I've had lots of people adding me to their contacts and liking/faving/whatever it is here my other 'blog' sets, so immediately I think 'FAAAAANS?' and attach myself to their legs like a chihuahua and refuse to let go. Ever. And just stare into your eyes with that chihuahua look, the kind of blank stare that makes you realize why Paris Hilton owns one. Because she RELATES.
-SEGWAY- My gosh I want to learn a new language. It's already pretty cool to know French and say french things with my mom about other people and they don't understand, I feel like Mission: Impossible but it IS possible cuz it just happened. But it's not enough. There's still that nagging for the title of trilingual. I'm sure if I do learn one the itch (get the reference? No? Thought not.) will be to be quadrilingual, and so on. But anyway, I want another language. Maybe German for the evil it immediately provokes (and the fact it's sentence structurally close to English). I've been trying Japanese, buuut... no dice. Speaking is going okay, but writing? Never. Looks good on tattoos, not so good-looking when I try to write it.
You know what else is fun, going back to Disney music? Listening to songs in the language the setting is in, so:
Hunchback of Notre Dame - French (oh yes.)
Aladdin - Arabic (fab.)
Mulan - Mandarin
Lion King - Zulu
Hercules - Greek
Anastasia - Russian
It's good stuff, man. Listen to it. Fill your ears up with their delightful sounds. That is, of course, only if you have already finished the song I so kindly linked you to up top. Which I hoped you clicked by the way.
My gosh, this isn't a lot. Well, I might update it, but then again probably not. I'm tired, I'll forget, and this will make me produce more sets, which is good. And I have to read King Leopold's Ghost, so... that sucks.
So long, farewell, Auf Wiedersehen, good bye, and happy Fourth of July to my fellow States residents. Let us celebrate the day the U.S. of A. said "Hey Great Britain, we declare independence, suckaaaah!" while running around in our corn fields and high-fiving Thomas Jefferson. And then Great Britain kind of looked confused in his white powdery wig and crown, but then gave a winky look to his friends on his left and right and then pompously said "Oh, dear! Whatever shall we do! Oh wait, I know... DENIED." and then they had themselves an uproarious laughing fit. At this all the Americans stopped in their tracks, some frolickers caught in mid air and high fives never meeting their targets.
But then we kicked butt, and then France saw what was going on and was all "Hey! Hey England! Hey!" and England was all "What is it, I'm fighting, GO AWAY." And then France snickered and scooted over next to the Americans. "We're going to help them." and elbowed eachother because they were so silly. And Britain was all like "What? Aww, c'mon, that's- THAT'S BULL CRAP. No fair, I call shenanigans!" and then France and the USA started to say NANANANA but not in the batman way with hand movements and silly faces to go along, and England became so upset he went back home and ate a whole bunch of cookies until he evolved into a large blob with a bowler hat and called himself Winston Churchill while France and U.S. had themselves a brofist.
And that, children, is what really happened.
Okay I'm done.
But don't tell me you totally can't imagine a Death Eater Barbershop Quartet. Voldie, Snape, Lucius, and Bellatrix. And they all get MUSTACHES and looking all dapper in their stripey suits. JUST IMAGINE IT. Isn't it beautiful?