Trap of Lesbos (1970) ... Peaches & Herb - Shake Your Groove Thing ...item 2.. FSU News - Snapchat, solipsism and stupid cups .. Okay, full disclosure: I’m sort of a Snapchat whore. (Jun. 26, 2013) ...

Let's show the world we can dance... Bad enough to strut our stuff... The music gives us a chance... We do more out on the floor

 

Groovin' loose or heart to heart... We put in motion every single part... Funky sounds wall to wall

 

We're bumpin' booties havin us a ball y'all

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.....item 1a).... youtube video ... Peaches & Herb - Shake Your Groove Thing(extended version) ...

 

6:42 minutes ...

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=45GTRrz2L6s

 

fab70smusic

 

Published on Mar 2, 2012

UK hit 1979 peaked at No.26, 10 weeks on chart

 

Category

Music

 

License

Standard YouTube License

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.....item 1b)....song lyrics ... LyricsMode.com ... www.lyricsmode.com ...

 

Peaches And Herb

Shake Your Groove Thing lyrics

 

www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/p/peaches_and_herb/shake_your_g...

 

Shake it, shake it

 

Shake your groove thing

Shake your groove thing, yeah yeah

Show 'em how we do it now

 

Shake your groove thing

Shake your groove thing, yeah yeah

Show 'em how we do it now

Show 'em how we do it now

 

Let's show the world we can dance

Bad enough to strut our stuff

The music gives us a chance

We do more out on the floor

Groovin' loose or heart to heart

We put in motion every single part

Funky sounds wall to wall

We're bumpin' booties havin us a ball y'all

 

Shake your groove thing

Shake your groove thing, yeah yeah

Show 'em how we do it now

(repeat)

 

We've got the rhythm tonight

All the rest know we're the best

Our shadows flash in moonlight

Twistin', turnin', we keep burnin'

Shake it high or shake it low

We take our bodies where they want to go

Feel that beat, never stop

Or hold me tight, spin me like a top

 

Shake your groove thing

Shake your groove thing, yeah yeah

Show 'em how we do it now

(repeat)

 

There's nothing more that I like to do

Than take the floor and dance with you

Keep dancin'

Let's keep dancin'

 

Shake it, shake it

 

Shake it, shake it

 

Groovin' loose or heart to heart

We put in motion every single part

Funky sounds wall to wall

We're bumpin' booties havin us a ball y'all

 

Shake your groove thing

Shake your groove thing, yeah yeah

Show 'em how we do it now

 

Shake your groove thing

Shake your groove thing, yeah yeah

Show 'em how we do it now, yeah

 

Shake it

 

Show 'em how we do it now, yeah

 

Shake it, shake it

 

More lyrics: www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/p/peaches_and_herb/#share

 

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......item 2).... Snapchat, solipsism and stupid cups

 

... FSU News ... www.fsunews.com/ ...

 

Jun. 26, 2013 |

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img code photo ... What’s the better experience

 

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What’s the better experience: playing with the dog or snapping the dog to share with friends? / Perry Kostidakis / FSView

 

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www.fsunews.com/article/20130627/FSVIEW03/130626021/Snapc...

 

Phones don’t belong in cups. Tables, desks, car cupholders, possibly pockets (still haven’t figured that one out, have we science?) are all suitable locations for phones. Cups, not so much. However, that is where I discovered mine after a lovely night out in Orlando’s finest establishment. If you desire an image of this bar, think Potbelly’s, but replace the FSU athletes with the broiest of bros and picture it somehow more trashy. It was lovely.

 

Anyway, the phone in the cup problem is the point here. I’d like to imagine my phone wanted a cozy cover to sleep away the night’s fun dreaming of future Snapchat selfies and inappropriate late-night texting conversations…but no, this is a nightmare where the camera lens is cloudy with moisture and the shutter refuses to open on my iPhone. All is for the worst in the worst of all possible worlds.

 

The moisture’s bastardly tentacles had only seeped its way to infiltrating my phone and corresponding apps, which meant one thing in particular—no more Snapchat. Okay, full disclosure: I’m sort of a Snapchat whore. I can’t explain its addictive quality, but I now I was like a meth addict on the Heisenberg Blue special the first time I snapped. Okay fuller disclosure: I’m a mass Snapchatter. When I made videos of myself singing Beyonce’s “Ego (Remix) with Kanye West in the mirror without a shirt, sunglasses off, wearing a participation medal from an adventure race like it was my Jesus piece, I felt compelled to share with everyone. I had to give the people what they wanted. They just didn’t know they had wanted that.

 

But this “no camera” problem posed a particularly difficult situation: I was headed to Itchetucknee Springs with my high school friends. Not to get overly sentimental or anything (a.k.a. that’s exactly what I’m about to do), but, as incoming seniors, this was sort of a last hurrah for us. Of course I wanted some photos to keep (and upload on Facebook, Instagram, Twitter and to Snapchat obviously).

 

While on our car ride to Itchetucknee, a couple of my friends started Snapchatting my caravan, almost as a direct taunt to me. They knew my addiction, they knew my current withdrawals, yet they flashed that wondrous white ghost dancing in front of the kaleidoscope-flashing colors. I missed my ghost friend.

 

But then my buddy Tom launched an interesting quandary at us: “Speaking as someone looking from the outside on this, isn’t Snapchat kind of strange? Photos are supposed to capture memories, or at least they used to, but Snapchats disappear after like five seconds.”

 

And he’s right—Snapchat, once you take a step back from the narcissistic, instant gratification of it, is pretty dumb. Some joke Snapchat was created for nude pics sent, but that would entail somebody sending a single Snapchat to a specific person. Unless it’s a response, that never happens. When it comes to sending out those Mission Impossible, self-destructive photos, everyone exists on different tiers, at least that’s how it is for me. It’s Google-Plus circles, except people actually use them.

 

1) Elite Tier:

Reserved for childhood best friends and possible/current love interests. If we’re dating, you’re receiving every, single Snapchat I send. You will not forget my bushy face.

 

2) Buddy Tier:

Reserved for people I regularly hang out with and know of my daily adventures (a.k.a. what I read on the Internet that day). These friends receive a large majority of Snapchats, but if things get too personal or emotional, I’m leaving them out of it.

 

3) Acquaintance Tier:

Reserved for those friends only tolerable for a day or two every three weeks. You’re receiving this Snapchat from me because I need attention and if my buddies or girlfriend don’t respond, you’re my last hope to stroke my ego. Please don’t let me down.

 

4) D-Tier:

Otherwise known as #drunj tier. If you are in my Snapchat contact list, and I have had a few, I’m sending you some pictures. I don’t care if you respond or not, because we’re not really friends, but it would be a delightful surprise if you did, like discovering an extra jelly bean in what was believed to be an empty bag.

 

Regardless of where you exist on those planes, each Snapchat isn’t sent to you for memory’s sake. People may have the ability to save by screenshotting, but social media has fundamentally changed our purpose for personal photography (professional photography’s intention has stayed relatively the same). We don’t snapshot our lives to remember later; we snapshot to share with others. Whether this sharing of pictures is more designated so those “friends” who see them will like those pictures on Facebook, or favorite them on Instagram and Twitter, or respond how goofy/attractive/happy/sad you look on Snapchat remains unknown. It seems like social media’s intention is to engage others and include them in our daily lives on a large scale operation. But this may come at the cost of cheapening our own experiences. Instead of simply enjoying a tube ride down the river, or a night at a bar, we’re overly concerned with others knowing we’re doing those things. How many dumb duckface selfies does this world truly need to see?

 

Maybe this digital era of photography isn’t so different, as we used to share those photo albums the second a relative visited, and maybe I’m just a sad solipsistic bored without Snapchat. Liquid can be a real ponderous bitch like that, sometimes.

 

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