I have discovered a new musical act to love: Garfunkel & Oates, also known as Riki Lindhome and Kate Micucci. Riki Lindhome seemed really familiar, but it wasn’t until I read about her that I realized that I recognized her from her guest role as a rabidly devoted grad student on The Big Bang Theory. The duo is a fun study in contrasts: tall Aryan princess and tiny brunette pixie. Well and good, but this quirky attractiveness is merely incidental beside their abundant musical talent and wit. Moreover, they’re eminently relatable; it feels like they were spying on your innermost thoughts–beastly and ridiculous though they might be–and stole them to use as fodder for their songs. Like many of us, Garfunkel & Oates not so much angry as bemused by such things as men, societal conventions, and LOST.
This video of “Self-Esteem” has a little bit of a banter, and a guitar pick incident that interrupts the song…but I think it only adds to its charm. It’s also valuable for the insight it goes into that song, which is about THAT guy. You know THAT guy. He might even be your friend (but nothing more, b/c you’d never want to be treated the way he treats his “girlfriends,” all of whom you feel vaguely sorry for). He’s good-looking and presumptuous, and is smooth…but not so much as he thinks. He juggles girls and does egregious things like assign them numbers. This song is dedicated to jerks like him, and takes them to task for preying on love-starved girls who have low expectations and even lower self-esteem.
I’m not going to say too much about this song, just that it’s embarrassingly true, and I’m glad someone had the courage to stand up and sing/rap about it, b/c I sure don’t!
If you’re like me, you’ve noticed–if only via facebook–that all of a sudden all these people you know are getting married. You know what they say, first comes love, then comes marriage, then comes baby….This song is a hilarious take on those women who seem to have transcended the rest of us poor single and/or childless simpletons, and reminds us how silly it is to think that the only thing a woman needs to be fulfilled is a baby in her belly.