Love me some Bill Nye, Love me some Seth Meyers. Bill nye needs to work on his comedic timing just a bit, but I guess you don’t have time for any of that stuff when you are off saving the world. Seth Meyers putting the bit on his back like only he knows how to.
I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t pumped for this movie. I never gave the original one a chance until I had nothing else to do on a random night and watched it on HBO. I’ve now watched 21 Jump Street 15 times! Not really, but it was hysterical, and I expect 22 Jump Street to be just as good. Fingers crossed for another miracle Johnny Depp cameo.
These guys may have hit the niche market everyone has been so desperately praying for, vacuum cleaner bands. There is no doubt in my mind that these guys will be the next big thing in America. Billboards, trading cards, t shirts, you name it, these guys are going to do it. Not to mention there is huge potential for jokes (These guys don’t SUCK, their vacuums do!). I can only assume that Tulips from Amsterdam is the single off of there album. It just has that “I could see this playing on the radio” type of vibe.
This is easily the funniest and most disturbing music video you’ll ever see. Anytime you can get Ed Helms, Jason Sudekis, Jason Bateman and Will Forte on the same stage, you get a certain kind of magic. The best part about this video is how similar it is to an actual Mumford & Sons music video (minus the making out). Speaking of the french kiss sequence, if it’s wrong to watch Jaaon Sudekis and Will Forte make out, then I don’t wanna be right.
P.S. Proof positive that Will Forte is so underrated it hurts. MacGruber has it.
P.P.S. Mumford & Sons actually hired Sudekis, Forte, Helms and Bateman to impersonate them. All kinds of awesome.
Does Jim Peterik bring his guitar and fantastic tight white pants everywhere he goes? I hope so. And I hope he’s available this Saturday for funky butt Matt’s birthday extravaganza. Better yet, I need him to follow me around where ever I go. Maybe I’m having bad day, work is busy and I burned the roof of mouth on some canned soup. Jim is there to save the day and give me the motivation to go on. At this point, I’m really banking on him being financially secure. Wherever I go, money doesn’t exactly follow. He’s going to have to accept an unnecessary amount of Busch Light and a few burnt hamburgers as payment.
I don’t want to get ahead of myself, but when I retire from the force I may have a second career in the musical industry. If I’m able to find a band with as much talent as these three, then I have to believe that the sky’s the limit. As far as the three blind mice go, their passion for music comes right through the screen. No fans? No problem. No venue? Don’t need it. Get these guys an open field and a shit ton of cows and you have the equivalent of The Rolling Stones in the 70’s. You know you’re good when you don’t even incorporate any words into your songs. All they need is a drum set, a couple of saxophones and the combined musical talents that literally make animals run for their lives.
P.S. Get me that that saxophone player on the left’s shirt. It’s still 1960 to him god dammit.