Friday, January 06, 2023
Schoolhouse Rock! : Part 1 - Multiplication Rock | Andrew’s Funshine All-Star Superstar Supercade Saturday! ...Show '73
Wednesday, December 21, 2022
Reflection: 10 Year Anniversary MMost
"Hello ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, hipsters and hackers of the world. My name is Andrew and I welcome you to a new blog Maroon Mondays. Here I bring you all opinions of all I have opinions of. Pop culture, world news, my life and the occasional talk about why everything isn't up roses for me (it may never will). Also I can accept your opinion on topics and my blog itself (as long as you can spell and not type like a borderline psycho.) I'll be ready for anything and will not hold back anything. I hope you will too."
And with this post, a new blog was born.
Hello, everyone. Its me, Andrew. And yes, this new blog is still here, alive and kicking, ten years later. Welcome back to Maroon Mondays.
Okay so, usually when a media concept or the like reaches a certain milestone in their history, they make a post revealing their origin story, and so here I am to take part in it. And honestly, it's not much of a story to tell about anything, let alone how I began a website.
So, 2012. I've graduated from high school, I didn't go to college -- despite a small scholarship and many years of dreaming to attend (or the indoctrination by the previous generations of society and decades of TV show parents demanding their kids go and won't settle for anything else -- whichever one makes the most sense), and couldn't get a job if I tried. So from graduation to Christmas, I had literally nothing to do but wasting the dawn of my adult life on absolutely nothing but sitting on my broke ass and watching TV so I decided to take whatever talents I have and put them into (somewhat) good use.
So one day a few months before launch, I read an article by Deadline about Orange Wednesdays -- a two-for-one movie ticket-based promotion owned by British communications company Orange (later rebranded as EE in 2015). And I loved that name so much that I decided to name a blog based on it...'s naming convention. And that's where Maroon Mondays was born. (Also, the fact that this name highly similar to the program of the University of is strictly and highly a coincidence. My apologies to them.)
On December 21, 2012 Maroon Mondays launched (although the first post (my review of the newest incarnation of 106 & Park was published on January 13, 2013). When I began Maroon Mondays, I had absolutely no idea about how to run a blog what I'd like to cover. TV, music, headline news, opinion, etc.; my writing style and humor were a mess that I had to improve on my own as time went on; I was just making things up as I go, and threw whatever I could at the wall and whatever stuck was what you read (punctuation and proofreading be damned). As time passes, I would reach my focus and drive, finding my niche in opinion pieces about the big news stories (with Serious Post) and reviewing TV shows -- short-lived (with One Season Wonder) and animated (with Andrew's Animation Audibles [fka Toony Tuesday and started out as A Surprise Review]). Sometimes, I also review music with Short/Long Music Review. Other segments include Tweeter in My Mouth (where I spotlight famous people posting controversial and ridiculous tweets on Twitter and give my thoughts against them), and Andrew's ... Saturday! Show (in which I review Saturday Morning Cartoons [and it will be back between January 6 with my review of Schoolhouse Rock]. I finally found a good voice to amplify with my website, and honestly, it became a lot of fun.
Sometimes, though, it wasn't fun to create new ideas and not see them though. As you all know, sometimes I take time off from the blog (sometimes for a few months; sometimes for much longer) and not announce my absence. Doing it gave me time to recharge, reflect and re-energize, and i font regrets about that. However, I could've just said something brief on Twitter and take my time off, and not doing so is a huge regret. To that, I apologize.
However, what I won't apologize for what I write on this site. What I publish is of my opinion and while I do my absolute best to be open-minded, respectful and inclusive as possible in my posts, I may say something that may not be so. So if you'd like to call me out for such, let me know in the comments section.
Oh and about me? I've since got a great job with great pay and Healthcare, I've gone to therapy to be a better, happier person, , I feel much more comfortable with myself to get out there and out of my shell. I've went to some amazing places (comic-cons, concerts, traveling etc.), much more willing to go out and have fun and let go of whatever that's made me empty inside and embrace my true self.
Other than the time I announced that I'd leave Blogger for WordPress, I'm not going anywhere, and I have things planned for the site next year and beyond. So I'd like to thank everyone who have worked with me on select posts -- Virginia Anne Hubbard (for my collaboration review of season one of Gravity Falls) (I had tons of fun on that hope we can do season two very soon) and Hayden Silverman (on our joint discussion on the Fine Bros. REACT controversy) (He also made the current logo, which still looks fantastic. Thank you for that, dear sir).
And most importantly, I'd like to thank all of you, my loyal and dedicated readers. When I began this site, I didn't expect much and would've appreciated tens of views per post. However, more and more of you came from the woodwork and found my work worth your time and entertainment. I can't thank you all individually (because you don't want to know who I am behind the computer and I don't know where you've been, and that's okay), but I will say I'm blessed to be a place you can come to for someone else's opinion to agree with or at least be enthused by. Thank you and I love you.
I'm still ready to post about almost anything and if you're willing to suggest anything to me to discuss, I'm right here.
Saturday, July 02, 2022
Fat Albert and the Cosby Kids | Andrew’s Funshine All-Star Superstar Supercade Saturday! ...Show '72
Thursday, June 02, 2022
BET Awards 2022 Nominations: Lil Nas X Was Robbed, Fuck Chris Brown & Other Nonsense
At least Taraji is hosting again, so idiots wont know much is different] and on Tuesday (May 31) - while watching Celebrity Family Feud, an ad aired stating that it will air "nest Sunday" (whomever was in the control room at the time [whether placing the ads in or lording over the automatic swtches] should be fired like the dumb intern who published the post "while Nicki Minaj got dragged by her lace front" after Cardi B won a Grammy for Invasion of Privacy or some shit) and the nominations still piss me off.
I'll get to the major music awards later on. But first, some brief beats on everything else.
(looks at other categories)
Honestly nothing much to rage about. Just some of the same nominees all around in the sports and acting categories, with few newcomers.
For Sports, I wish all the nominees well... but prepare to lose to Serena and LeBron.
Best New Artist
I've only heard Mooney (Muni) Long and Tens (Tems) [via Wizkid"s outta-nowhere smash "Essence"], but I can't see either woman winning. Here's why.
Blung Yeu probably will have a great showing this year. For the past few years, whenever a new(-ish) artist gets noms in both Best New Artist and one of the main categories, there's a great chance they'll win BNA. So my guess is he'll be just like Giveon, Roddy Ricch, Lil Baby, SZA, Chance the Rapper in winning Best New Artist, because it's so damn obvious that any half-brained chode can figure it out, the Voting Academy are so damn easy to read like an open book.
Saturday, May 21, 2022
SNL Review: Season 47 (and something else's) Finale
Let me be honest for a moment. Before tonight's finale, Saturday Night Live Review has been an on-and-off segment. When on, I have the time of my life recapping and critiquing one of my favorite TV shows, looking forward to whatever sketches and performances i loved and those I wish I never seen in my whole life. When off, I have no excitement, no amusement, and no time to waste on it. Its as if my focus is a high-speed roller coaster at Six Flags.
After tonight's finale, I'm largely giving up on SNL Review... and SNL itself. Like the review, after years of dwindling anticipation and increasing consternation, I realize for whatever reason (less amusement for the sketches, more attention to the same few cast members, musical guests I refuse to waste a second of oral or visual consumption on, the stale forced and schmaltzy production feel and much of anything missing more than hitting overall), SNL isn't a much-watch program for me anymore. And thus, im more interested in watching another show or my eyelids from now on. Apparently, I've become one of the old geezers whom decry every year about SNL's yearly decline in quality after season 5 or a decade before the 2010s. Yep, I'm a hypocrite who is now like the people I hate, I can admit it.
So what better time to bid goodnights to the Icon from Studio 8H than when the biggest stars of the shows current era under Kenan Thompson are departing. Aidy Bryant, Kyle Mooney, Pete Davidson and the Benevolent Queen who reigns over all else Kate McKinnon are leaving the show after an impressive and (depending on the actor) unforgettable run in the cast. I cant say im not surprised but I also cant say I m not heartbroken. We'll get to more on that later, but first, we got a show to watch.
We begin (no surprise) with one of the most popular and successful recurring sketches possibly ever... Alien Abduction 3. You know what it is. Like the last ones, this one its just hilarious. Even if I know Aidy and especially Kate would take the spotlight, everyone else (Cecily Strong, Mikey Day and host Natasha Lyonne) kept my attention before they speak
again. I also expected a visual aid to Kate's exit with the spaceship was bittersweet but refreshingly nuanced and simple and beautiful.
And now, the final Monologue by Ms. Lyonne, looking fabu like the dive bar's Catwoman. In it she talks about what makes SNL SNL, her start in acting on an episode of Pee-Wee's Playhouse and her rough but sweet and inspiring childhood in comparison to Fabio getting hit by a baseball. Her crackling, eager voice telling the story made it work and funny. Oh and Maya Rudolph and Fred Arminsen returned real quick to mimic her voice. Okay...
In the Pre-Tape After, a bunch of people talk about what it means to be... stupid. Not mentally-challenged, but plain stupid and their encouragement for other smarter Americans to vote in the midterms. It was so damn funny, seeing the subjects doing and saying random things that cant be described immediately is the best of them all.
In the final Sketch After the Monologue, a new radio announcer joins a New York Yankees radio station WNYX (which has to be a next-level reference to NewsRadio) for a broadcast... and is terrible. This was hilarious. Lyonne (and her rough, yet hot 50s sexpot voice) commanded the skit with the new host random, uncomfortable and inappropriate commentary, and Funtime Mikey's desperate straight man attempts to siphon attention back to the diamond competition were also funny. It seems like whatever attribute and talent the host has, the show will mine it for all eight sketches and the Cut for Time YouTube clip.
At a special event, the lounge singer guest Treece (Kenan) and his band, keyboardist Brad Dates (Mooney), wandering dancer Helen (CecStrong), and harmonica harper Cassie Marie (Lyonne) are serenading the guests. Other than Treece's begging for allergy medicine (like me as I'm suffering from the bout I've probably ever had), this was alright and chuckleworthy. Kenan and Lyonne had some sprinkles of chemistry but it was too hype for my taste. Plus I don't blame the gay man played by Bowen Yang -- that shit is four dollars too much for me to run out from too.
In the next Pre-Tape, a high schooler (played by Andrew Dismukes -- the better, more successful, happier and even better-looking) narrates the future events of his classmates at their senior proms as it reaches its doldrums. Despite the syrupy nice voice, the events themselves sound like something out of a period piece dramatization and a true crime show together with jokes that make you uncomfortable and crossing the line twice aplenty. This was even better than the "stupid people vote" one. It had me both shivering (not from the allergies I swear) and splitting sides. White Andrew was perfect to narrate and the offsetting visuals mesh well with the events. Gosh this was insane. (I would later end up in a metal hospital for the brutal assaults of four distant cousins at a family reunion at Fairmount Park near a five-year-old's birthday party. I ate a piece of the cake and then shat on the clown.)
It's Time for a Final Update! Michael Che and Colin Jost are back for the last time this season with what always has to be their best jokes of the season (which explains why they've been coasting half the time the last several years). Jokes include Jost's Nostradumbass moment involving COVID's plateau, Tucker Carlson and Elon Musk being Republican evil edgelords, the baby formula shortage, TikTok in the Catholic Chruch, .
The Guy Who Just Bought a Boat (Alex Moffatt) is back to be everyone's favorite high-end punchable douchebag saying anything that could be the grosser White version of the first verse ass-grabbing asshole in verse one of Queen Latifah's U.N.I.T.Y. while making everyone feel like the most used expression in the 2020s -- utter shame and disgust. He was one of my favorite characters of the Che/Jost era and Moffatt portrays him with such perfection and never skips a beat while possibly feeling grossed out while reciting every line.
Two on-trend forecasters (Baby Aidy and Gay-by Bowen) predict the weather while being the most out-of-pocket drama-excreted Queens. of RuPaul's Drag Race. The individual and collective performance was ridiculously hilarious and their voices are perfect. The one line by Yang, hand-holding and embracing for Baby Aidy was just so beautiful, I almost cried.
Pete Davidson makes his one final appearance in the finale to talk about his time on the show, leaving as he got hired -- a brunette (sometimes blonde) rail-thin, pale-skinned comedian who set the world on fire with his borderline acting and weed-soaked demeanor. It was a tumultuous tenure, and i was there for most of it with eyes peeked and mouth puckered with some laughs in-between. So it makes sense for his farewell speech to be bittersweet and humbling. I admit, I wanted him to leave or end up let go for the past few years thanks to his teasing. But now that he is, I'm kinda sad to see him go. But not sad enough because a successful career waiting for him at the other side of the studio doors. You see kids, a lesson is learned. If you do fine enough to convince the creator of a TV show to hire you and then do less and less on said show while dealing with a whole bunch of shit outside and doing more effort into your personal projects, you too can have a very successful career at the end of the rainbow. Pete, congrats on your time on SNL, I hope you'll be happy and healthy as the years progress and I wish you a damn good career in comedy.
Next in this parody of 9 to 5 (called 9:15 to 5:10), three women (CecStrong, Heidi Gardner and Ego Nwodim) deal with their misogynistic boss (Lyonne) - not with their feminism and awesomeness, but by killing him. Then it becomes a Weekend at Bernie's ripoff as they try to keep their supervisors (Armisen and KyMoo) unaware. Honestly, thr only thing that was funny was the physical comedy by the girls and Lyonne and Natasha's successful attempts at not corpsing. Like the cameo by Armisen too.
Next up, making their SNL debut at the last and luckiest possible moment is alternative pop band Japanese Breakfast. I love listening to new bands on SNL, because I try my best to expand my musical footprint from 2000s pop, 90s and 2000s R&B and the handful of tracks from 1972. And that's all i can think about on the surface. So I think Japanese Breakfast would be a good candidate for my thirst for new music. And... they succeed with their reteaux new-wave sound like it came straight from the works of John Hughes and frontwoman Michelle Zauner's hauntingly velvety voice. Both performances are bright, ethereal, charasmatic and colorful with the set flanked by bright multicolored LED lights and a backing band playing their hearts out like they're about to make their big break (and do). It's amazing and I will definitely be hearing more and more from the Beakfast so Japanese-y very soon.
In the final Sketch for Grey pigtails, three middle-aged women decide to mesh with the years and let go, and two spokeswomen (Baby Aidy and Katey) encourage them to do so. It was okay, but it was still beautiful seeing McKinnon, Mooney and Bryant in a non-flashy final Sketch before saying goodbye.
Which is what happens after a final hang with the 8H Band. I'm gonna miss them a lot, because of their upbeat, professional, saxophone-dominated sound. I grew up on listening to smooth jazz, so I always found listening to Lenny Pickett rock out on the woodwind a constant collection of joy, charm and warmth. Besides listening to WJJZ as a kid, this is the best presentation of recurring live popular music in media. It's gonna be hard to walk away from the 8H Band.
Now to the cast members leaving. Honestly for the last few years, I was sick of seeing them so much more than other cast members every week, no matter how talented they are or how their performances make the show work partially. Every Sketch they're in takes precious time and potential away from the newer members (which they'll finally get next season - even if Cecily Strong, Mikey Day and Kenan will still take refuge in most of them) that make me wonder what the point was of even hiring them in the first place. And Pete sometimes not being there would make me happy if I never noriced his absences to begin with. That seems to be the criticism the show by others as well, but they're still here nonetheless. They even took some episodes off to do other projects -- which isn't bad but could've happened during summer break. But now that they're leaving, I honestly will miss. They're still incredibly talented and brought us some unforgettable characters and memorable sketches,, and their presence was totally felt every time they were on screen. I cannot and never had time to deny it. I wish them the best in their careers from here on out and I hope they are happy and grateful with everything Lorne and the producers have given them this past better part of a decade. It's too bad I can't feel excited for what's to come later on this year and probably beyond.
I'm gonna stop watching SNL for a long while, as I've mentioned earlier, because it's just to much of a chore for me to watch. Just too cumbersome and time-consuming to do. Even if it has a great cast and crew at the moment, and Lorne is still at the top of his game, I feel no interest in watching anymore. That's why the Review segment has diminishing and diminutive returns. I feel nothing about it now. So consider this the very last review I'll ever do for Saturday Night Live. (I'm sure you're very pleased) I hope you enjoyed this show and all the jokes I wrote bring you some good in times of good and bad and I hope you'll enjoy the other posts I'll do here from here on out.
Oh, as for the episode itself, it was really good. Natasha Lyonne was a firebrand as host, the cast were amazing as always and it was a bittersweet, beautiful send-off for the four departing cast members. I knew my eyes would well up from second one and they did. I knew it would be emotional and funny and I have the words go prove it.
And so ends this final review of Saturday Night Live (at least maybe until Season 50 comes around. MAYBE.) This is Andrew Pollard saying, and if you've read this far ... I just wanna say, I hope you had a great day, that life's treating you nicely and that you're doing whatever is making you happy (or at the very least, that you're doing that makes you money). May God, Allah, Buddha, Jehovah, Hare Crisna, Satan or Visnu (or whoever you worship) bless you and have a great life. Goodnight.