I absolutely love finding a video with a favourite actor being all brilliant in it. Below are some songs I love, with music videos made more awesome by actors I love. And I even showed restraint and left out the Passion Pit one with Sophia Bush. But only because I posted that one yesterday.
Let us begin with the obvious. ‘Weapon of Choice‘ by Fatboy Slim. Let’s just say, I am on board for anything Christopher Walken decides to do. I could watch the guy hail a cab. There’s just something about him that I find naturally hilarious.
And now onto some choices that are as much about the music. ‘Lover of the Light‘ by Mumford & Sons is, like any of their songs, absolutely magnificent. Then throw in Idris Elba and, well, I am truly captivated.
And now, a lesser known video, I think. ‘Not About Love’ by Fiona Apple. I am a bit partial to Fiona’s songs. I have all her albums. I think she’s extremely talented. And then add Zach Galifianakis. That clown. Well, it’s a cute video I think. Makes me do that half-laugh, half-smile thing.
And now, some absolute joy. ‘Don’t Worry Be Happy‘ by Bobby McFerrin. Starring Bobby McFerrin, Robin Williams and, um, that… other guy.
And a classic. ‘You Can Call Me Al‘ by Paul Simon. Because, I love Chevy Chase.
And to finish, something kinda whack. Matthew McConaughey in ‘Synthesizers‘ by Butch Walker and the Black Widows.
Today’s (and I am actually on the right day today!!) Daily Prompt asks… “Do you know the meaning of your name, and why your parents chose it? Do you think it suits you?”
My real name for those playing at home, is Ewen. I don’t know why my parents chose it. I suppose they wanted something different. Something easy to spell; both for them (laziness) and for myself (dunce-ness). Both parents have some family ancestry from Wales, and this is the Welsh form of the name… I think. Unlike Ewan McGregor, who bares the Scottish version. I always get that spelling. Gee, do I look like Obi Wan Kenobi to you? (Don’t answer that).
Mum wanted to call me Joel. That became my middle name. Dad won the name game ultimately. But, I like ‘Ewen’. It does suit me. It’s a bit different, simple, and a little mysterious. Mysterious as in, “really… why?!” But, mysterious nonetheless.
The name means ‘youth‘. I don’t know if, or how that applies to me. I think I am still young at heart. I might be clutching at straws there. Maybe my simpleton parents looked at me upon birth and said “Crikey, he’s young. Let’s name him after youth.”
All I know is that people never understand me the first time I introduce myself. They’re just not ready for it. It sounds foreign to them.
Me: “Hi, I’m Ewen.”
Random: “What? John?”
Me: “No, Ewen.”
Random: “Oh, Gwen.”
Random: “Oh, Melton.”
Me: “Yeah, fucking Melton, that’ll do.”
Okay, you just have to endure one last post about my soccer goalkeeping endeavors. For as of tonight I have ‘retired’. My back needs to be doing something different, and I’m only happy when I’m winning. So, time to shut it down. That was never the idea.
I am moving on to beach volleyball, at least for this season. A friend and I played a couple years ago and really enjoyed it. Won a few titles, too. We’re older and less mobile now. We both carry injuries collected over our soccer ‘careers’. It will be interesting to see how we go and if we can move at all. But most importantly, it will be fun. I am really looking forward to it.
That starts next week. This post was actually supposed to be about tonight’s futsal game. Sorry, I got sidetracked by volleyball thoughts. So, anyway, my brother’s futsal team had their Grand Final tonight. I decided it was a good game to go out on, and was still carrying momentum from the other epic Grand Final win last week, so I decided I would play.
Lady luck was smiling down on me again tonight. We won 6-1. We were up 3-1 at half time and we managed not to concede in the second half. It’s been a trend lately, and there isn’t really a better trend than that! To cap it all off, I was (probably incorrectly) awarded the MVP… Player of the Final… thingy.
So, yeah, a good night was had. I got to say my, at least temporary, goodbyes to futsal in good fashion. And now I am knackered again. But, I refuse to go to sleep on such a self-indulgent post. So, I shall be backing this up with another post shortly. Catch you all in a few!