Tuesday Jukebox welcomes 2009

...with something "new." Well, it's a touch new since the video has been out for several months, but to paraphrase one of the dumbest network campaigns in recent memory (of course it would be a NBC campaign): "it's new to this corner of the internet."

Sergey Lazarev doffs a slightly butcher (because supposedly scruff = butch...at least in modern media semiotics) persona in a collaboration with Russian rapper Timati/y*...that said, the man is wearing a shirt with a rainbow across it (a shout out to Mariah Carey? I thought he was in the Whitney club) and proclaiming he's a "lazerboy for life." One would argue that he's been one since birth with that surname. Either way, this is Lazerboy.

* I'm guessing those pseudonyms are influenced by watching Reservoir Dogs obsessively.



And now for something old, but good: Sheila E's Sex Cymbal. A killer song, but four things stand out for me in the video:

1. Two bare-chested men slow dancing together (kind of forward for 1991 pop)
2. Sheila E holds her own during the dance break.
3. Given the song's title and her fame as a drummer, it's interesting that she doesn't once play the drums in the video.
4. The mise-en-scene makes me think that the theme behind the video was a sly critique of Herb Ritts.