It prob. doesn't fall under the technical definition, but I'd still say this song was the first time I had heard this style of repetitive "techno-rock" or maybe it's called "trance". I'd say "trance" definitely has roots to this song or type of music.
And, I will admit, I like it. It's no masterpiece, but I find it hard not to tap my foot while listening to it; it's not "head-bangin'" stuff, but more like "head-bobbin' " .
After watching this....thought I would get active with a similar work out.....not quite the same result..ended up with a twisted ankle ,neck, back..and a towel burn...lol....think listening and looking is enough for me !
I never liked exercising to begin with, much less with a bunch of people. Maybe if I was like the sole guy in THIS session...
I didn't like warming up with the team when I played football; guess that just shows I'm a non-conformist and probably not a great team player. The part I hated worst was having to call out the numbers, the cadence for the particular excercise, esp. "jumping jacks". All that yelling took up needed air for the exertion caused by the extreme movement.
Nah, I just moved my mouth, mouthed out the numbers. I did all right until the guys around me noticed what I was doing (or not doing) and started doing the same thing.
Pretty soon my section looked like a bunch of mimes flappin' their arms and legs and sounded like Helen Keller doin' drill.
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Nothing like a little soft-core porn to start out the middle of the week, huh?
Gives a whole new meaning to "Hump Day".
It prob. doesn't fall under the technical definition, but I'd still say this song was the first time I had heard this style of repetitive "techno-rock" or maybe it's called "trance". I'd say "trance" definitely has roots to this song or type of music.
And, I will admit, I like it. It's no masterpiece, but I find it hard not to tap my foot while listening to it; it's not "head-bangin'" stuff, but more like "head-bobbin' " .
After watching this....thought I would get active with a similar work out.....not quite the same result..ended up with a twisted ankle ,neck, back..and a towel burn...lol....think listening and looking is enough for me !
LOL, reminds me of an old SNL skit where the ladies of SNL do a soft porn work out with guest host Drew Barrymore.
*Help* I can't stop nodding my head to the beat.
I never liked exercising to begin with, much less with a bunch of people. Maybe if I was like the sole guy in THIS session...
I didn't like warming up with the team when I played football; guess that just shows I'm a non-conformist and probably not a great team player. The part I hated worst was having to call out the numbers, the cadence for the particular excercise, esp. "jumping jacks". All that yelling took up needed air for the exertion caused by the extreme movement.
Nah, I just moved my mouth, mouthed out the numbers. I did all right until the guys around me noticed what I was doing (or not doing) and started doing the same thing.
Pretty soon my section looked like a bunch of mimes flappin' their arms and legs and sounded like Helen Keller doin' drill.
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