Monday, November 17, 2008
Madonna Week: Nothing Really Matters
This is one of my favorites. I loved the entire "Ray Of Light" album, but I think I really "got" this one as a.) I'd also just finished reading "Memoirs of a Geisha" and b.) I connected to the lyrics as I was just beginning to recognize how little value I was contributing by expecting something good to happen to me, because I was entitled to it. The blessing was realizing that I was already blessed, and that it was my responsibility to share that with as many as I possibly can. Plus I liked that pulsing sort of camera-work and the whole mystical Dali-esque element of the treatment. Sometimes I still run up and down the hall dragging my hands on it and expecting a big bubble wrap baby to be waiting in a bassinet. True story.