Tuesday, May 15, 2007

God Knows What They're Saying in Portuguese

My souvenir from this year's Coachella — aside from photos and the unavoidable, permanent hearing loss I think I've suffered — is the music I now have that I wouldn't have otherwise. Though I could have used the event to check out new bands that, given their appearance on the line-up, I would probably dig. But more often, I end up seeing the acts I already know and like, who also tend to populate the Coachella stages.

The clear winner for this year's batch, at least as far as my iTunes play count is concerned, is CSS, a São Paulo indie band whose three-letter name stands for "Cansei de Ser Sexy," a Portuguese translation of a quote by Beyoncé Knowles about how she is "tired of being sexy." Mike and Kristen touted the band's rockitude in the hotel room the night before their set, but I brushed the recommendation off. After all, I had pictures to take. In retrospect, I should have caught CSS. Though they might look like an American Apparel photo shoot set to music, CSS makes the kind of dance rock that my inner hipster craves. Their big hit, "Let's Make Love and Listen to Death From Above," was apparently used in some promos for Ugly Bety earlier this year, but it somehow escaped my notice.

This is the video. It tickles me inside, in the appropriate way.



The top of my personal charts, however, belongs to "Music Is My Hot, Hot Sex." I doubt this — what I'm guessing is a parody of R. Kelly's "Trapped in the Closet" video starring who I think is the midget from Gummo — is the track's official video. I have to like a song that includes lines like these.
Music is my beach house
Music is my hometown
Music is my king-size bed
Music is my hot, hot bath
Music is my hot, hot sex
Music is my back rub
Music is where I'd like you to touch

God knows what they're saying in Portuguese.



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1 comment:

  1. Yeah. I like CSS too, and I am shocked you just heard of them! But when they are featured on the GAP soundtrack month after month, yeah, it makes me sad.


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