The movie is an otherwise forgettable sequel to the fabulous progenitor of the Austin Powers franchise, aside from a few things: Heather Graham, Mini Me, the phrase "Get in my belly!" and Lenny Kravitz' cover of The Guess Who's slow-burning rocker "American Woman". I bought the soundtrack on CD simply because of this song (does that sentence mean anything to you, boys and girls?). This was just something we did before there was iTunes, Napster, etc.
Lenny and his funky guitar stylings became part of my pre-meet ritual. I would blast Kravitz' cover though non-ear-covering or noise-canceling headphones from my shock-protected, bass-boosted Panasonic CD player on the bus, repeatedly, before each meet. Not social enough yet to feel comfortable talking with other swimmers and relaxing prior to the swim, I would press play, close my eyes and let the juicy bass line and guitar riff waltz me into my race mindset.
Here's where I went:
To be honest, I'd never watched this official music video for what became one of my favorite pump-up songs until about ten minutes ago. But there's a lot swimmers could learn from it as an instructional tool. Just fast-forward to 2:42, and there's Ms Graham demonstrating impeccable streamline technique. Highly commendable! She must've been a swimmer prior to her illustrious acting career...
I'm curious what music everyone's listening to these days to get psyched and amped up for swimming. Michael Phelps and Ryan Lochte claim to benefit from some manner of heavy-hitting rap "beatz" prior to their events. I'll admit to falling victim lately to the likes of Carly Rae Jepson and Taylor Swift urging me onward during masters practice.
But don't blame me; blame the secret geniuses who've perfected the formula for ultimate pop performance. "Call Me Maybe" is exquisitely planned and executed, ear-burrowing, Top 40 gold. It just is.