You know, people out there are still fascinated and irritated enough by those milk commercials to search for them on Google. I know because it shows up in my stats, here at JillMurray.com.
When I spot those search links, I sometimes click them to who else is out there writing about the same things I am. Call me a reverse sycophant but I’m glad I do because every once in a while, I find something cool, like this DemonBaby Blogger site that has a really cool Robot-Dinosaur-Ray-Gun graphic in the header, and the kind of running commentary you might expect from a male, west-coasty analog to Michelle Collins.
Here’s what he has to say about Canadian milk commercials:
“Remember in the early nineties when the golden ticket of trying to market something to kids was by turning everything into a shitty rap? I fear those days have returned. I saw this amazing commercial before a movie last night with these dumb blinged-out chicks singing about milk with hip-hop dairy farmers doing dance numbers around a cow (”big bad bessie”), with Missy Elliot somehow involved. I was so horrified and amazed I had to look it up online, and thank God it’s available for everyone to view. Behold: Drinkin’ milk is straight hip-hop, yo.
My favorite part is when the dairy farmer turns his hat to the side. For some reason the confused and offended way that commercial made me feel reminded me of something I’d meant to write about a while back:”
He somehow goes on to relate that experience to Devo. Wicked. Further proof that everyone wins when funny people get frustrated.
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