1) Last night I watched this concert film of DAAS at Redlands Community College in Queensland. I'd never seen it before--last time I was fannish about DAAS, it wasn't on the internet. It was great to see routines I didn't know, even if a lot of it seemed like new pieces being tested that weren't fated to make the cut. The boys seemed to be having an off night as well. But all that means that the anarchic potential people say was characteristic of their live shows is much closer to the surface than in their more polished concert films. And if for nothing else, I must love it for the "sociology experiment" in which Paul selects a man from the audience and kisses him lengthily.
2) There's a moment in the song "I Love the French" when the boys shout out "baise mon cul." They probably thought they were saying "kiss my ass," but what it actually means is "fuck my ass."* I'm equally amused by the possibility that their ignorance of French turned an aggressive statement in a xenophobic song into a plea for some foreign lovin', and the possibility that they knew perfectly well what they were saying and it's some meta-ironic thing.
*Baiser is a notorious opportunity for French learners to embarrass themselves. As a noun, un baiser does indeed mean "a kiss." But the verb baiser means "to fuck."
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