An aca-post about ‘Pitch Perfect’
Lately a few select songs from Pitch Perfect have been in constant rotation on one of my FUN or SING ALONG playlists.
Sidebar: You should own both the soundtrack and the movie if you don’t already.
Let me be clear. I typically watch the movie in fast forward, having long ago memorized how to avoid the puking scenes in order to get to the good stuff. And there’s so much good stuff.
This is Jesse and he is darling. He can sing. He’s romantic. He loves Breakfast Club. If this were 1994, we’d be soul mates.
I know every word to this mash-up. You have my permission to be impressed. Yes I am a teenager stuck in a 38-year-old body. Even if that weren’t the case, could you resist mellow accents of the Blackstreet and Teddy — the original rump shakers? I think not, dear reader. I think not.
Are you kidding me? Beca singing “Don’t You Forget About Me” straight to Jesse in the audience and then he raises his fist in the air with sweet victory like Judd Nelson? I swoon.
The pool scene is actually my favorite performance from the movie. It makes me want to join a real a cappella group instead of pretending I’m a Barden Bella while in my car or in my living room. It’s good to have a dream kids! Keep reaching for those stars!
This song was my anthem for 2004/2005. Play on Kelly Clarkson.
This time next year I’ll be sharing my favorite moments from the sequel. Yes Jesse, Beca and Fat Amy are back back for Pitch Perfect 2. Yes my fingers are crossed for another homage to an ionic 80s movie or a popular romantic comedy. Either or both will be fine. Someone call the musical director for me.