i am an organised person. or rather, i'd like myself to be. i like my cd collection to be arranged according to size and date i bought it. i like to divide my wardrobe into the common-wears and the exiled. i like to date my homeworks.
but sometimes not everything is as simple as black and white. as much as i love black and white, i also love the grey in between, the vagueness and the oddity, the beauty of it that does not lie on either side, the weirdness and the exotic and the sidelined.
Ray Of Light, Madonna's comeback album from 1998 remains one of her best IMO. No album from her thereafter matched in terms of artistry and coherence. William Orbit, at his prime, gave Madge his best work. part urban-chick, part geisha, part Hindu devout, part spiritual mother, part celebrity, the album was beyond any classification.
this almost nihilistic song see's Madge reincarnating into spasing pop-art geisha. high concept, innovative, and utterly beautiful, it is one of my favourite videos. who says pop has to be about spilling boobs, sexy flashy cars and blings, and pretty girls in pretty make up? who says the odd need to be understood? cant it be what it is without reading too much into it? cant it be different?
Live at the Grammys
Frozen
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