As a kick off to what I hope will be a series, I thought it apropos to start with my favorite version of the Star Spangled Banner. Okay, I know. You’ve heard it a thousand times – more, in fact – and in this post-9/11 world you are sick, sick, sick of the patriotic songs.
Whatever kids. It’s my blog and I’ll do what I want!
(Sidebar: As you may know, the above line comes from a South Park episode. I’m not totally into South Park, but I do find it outrageous and funny… a lot of the time. Definitely more than I’d like to admit. Anyway, I tried to find the clip and no go. Oh, I found it in Spanish and with weird actual Maury footage woven in, but that’s whack.)
So we begin with some of my favorite performances of the Star Spangled Banner.
First, a gimme. Cause you know it’s the best fucking rendition of this song. Ever. Seriously, EVER.
Wow. Incredible. And despite my real doubts, I am anxiously awaiting Ms. Houston’s reemergence onto the national stage.
Next, I’m going to go with the late, great Marvin Gaye.
Is it just me, or is it just plain wrong to be sexual aroused by this song? Seriously, I don’t think you should want to have sex during the national anthem. Yet, somehow Mr. Gaye has brought a little sexual healing to our stars and stripes.
Third up, Christina Aguilera. At a hockey game. In Pittsburgh. And no, I’m not lying. And despite claiming her as a local, the bastard announcer can’t even pronounce her name correctly. Jesus-H-Christ! Pull it together, man! (AM, take solace in the fact that Christina A. feels your pain too.)
Okay, maybe this one is just me. But I sure do love Christina Aguilera. And that beginning… amazing.
Now, I bring a trio because I sure do love a girl singing group.
I love everything about this. The sound. The clothes. The strike-a-pose legs. The harmony. Those left arms. That little scatting at minute 2. The wind. Oh, the wind in the hair. Fucking love this whole performance.
Now, for the verdict.
After hours and hours of youtube research, Whitney Houston’s version continues to rock my world. From the first time I heard it – LIVE while watching the Super Bowl at some dumb party in high school (well, not really dumb because, you know, there was alcohol, but it wasn’t cool either) – and then every time I heard it on the radio there after, and even today as I stalk Ms. Houston and her unbelievable performances on youtube, this performance is amazing. Like makes me want to stand-up-and-salute-the-flag amazing. And this is coming from a lefty pinko communist who still gets enraged every time she’s at a baseball game and they fucking insist on playing the Battle Hymn of the Republic during the 7th inning stretch. That’s not what that time if for, you morons! Christ. But that’s for another post.