Showing posts with label MTV Music Awards. Show all posts
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Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Rummaging Around In The Bag (On A Red Letter Day)




























 

As Long As Miley Cyrus Is On Stage She's A Disaster

 

 Check out how, only after she's out of the picture, does the performance gain cohesion. 

Then she pops up again, and it's like, "Oh. My. God."

 Devastating,...
 

Saturday, November 13, 2010

The Lesson: You Live You Learn (Crash & Burn)



There are some days when we don't know what to think about the world. Like, we've always said Kanye West is an idiot. We knew it from the days of his first major hit, "Golddigger", where he won kudos for celebrating a woman who's a user of men.



But - and here's the tricky part - we also had to wonder about the people who bought that record, celebrated it as a feminist statement of (we hate this word) "empowerment", and showered this lame brain (he mentions going to a psychic in the lyrics) with riches for it.

Then came his disgusting attack on President Bush during Hurricane Katrina. Again, it wasn't bad enough that the asshole said it, but that a large segment of the public gave him props for it - something that clearly troubles him now - as it should.



It wasn't until the Taylor Swift incident that anyone seemed to get a clue about what kind of brain cell-challenged monster they had supported/created, but, by then, it was too late:

He'd sunk your battle ship.



Now, of course, everyone's happy to laugh at him. But, the truth be told, the general public has no one to laugh at but themselves. They are Kanye West. They are the ones who applauded the ugly message in "Golddigger". They are the ones who applauded the ugly message about President Bush. They are the ones who gave Kanye their money - so much he'll be rich for the rest of his days - for saying and doing the wrong things. And now it is they who will happily abandon him because they never believed in loyalty, and aren't smart enough, or reflective enough, to see their own wrong-headed role in his life, or themselves in his lantern-jawed visage.

Well, they can think whatever they want - but so can we - and we think the public is just as guilty, and should see itself as just as troubled, as he is. Say whatever you like:

Jesus does NOT walk with any of you.



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Friday, September 18, 2009

Cruel To Be Kind (In The Right Measure)

"Think about what happened in this moment, because it’s not something you’ll see too often in entertainment.

Hip people don’t like country music. They don’t like the performers or the fans unless a performer alienates its fans by saying something hip, like the Dixie Chicks. Hip people don’t like innocence unless it’s portrayed in some sort of ironic way, like a vixen in a school girl uniform, or a young child with a knife behind its back. Hip people do like controversy and people who push the envelope, which is why they liked the 'wardrobe malfunction' at the Super Bowl. They loved the idea that a bunch of heartland families recoiled in shock as something traditionally innocent like the Super Bowl was invaded by hipness."


-- Dallas Jenkins, exposing the cynicism that rules the roost - that would be OUR LIVES - while being portrayed as a good thing, everywhere, but at Big Hollywood.

Monday, September 8, 2008

That's It: Back Across The Pond For You, Weirdo

Just who is Russell Brand?

If his aim was to be noticed by America, Russell Brand more than achieved his goal last night as he ranted that President Bush was a “retarded cowboy” while hosting the MTV awards.

The British comedian, who is a virtual unknown in America, left the crème of the music world stunned as he championed Barack Obama, ran down George Bush and made lewd jokes about the Christian pop band Jonas Brothers.

Ignoring the renowned patriotism of Americans, Brand told the Hollywood audience they must vote for Barrack Obama “on behalf of the world”, before insinuating that America had lower standards than Britain when it came to picking leaders.

"Some people, I think they're called racists, say America is not ready for a black president.

"But I know America to be a forward thinking country because otherwise why would you have let that retard and cowboy fella be president for eight years?

"We were very impressed. We thought it was nice of you to let him have a go, because, in England, he wouldn't be trusted with a pair of scissors."

Members of the studio audience, including Britney Spears, who was making a much-hyped comeback appearance, and Hannah Montana star Miley Cyrus, looked horrified at Brand’s jokes.

American Idol winner turned chart-topper Jordin Sparks was so incensed by a joke about Christian band Jonas Brothers that she launched her own tirade at the host.

The teenage singer, who wears a ring symbolising her belief in abstaining from sex until marriage, snapped at Brand: "I just want to say, it's not bad to wear a promise ring because not every guy and girl wants to be a slut, OK?"

Brand, a self-confessed sex addict known for his huge hair and boundary-pushing act, apologised for the crack but later went on to make another bawdy joke.

Yet to really break America, despite a role in spring rom-com
Forgetting Sarah Marshall, Brand was considered an odd choice for host, a role previously filled by A-listers including Jack Black and P Diddy.

Acknowledging the criticism, Brand joked about his lack of fame in the US: "My persona doesn't really work without fame. Without fame, this haircut could be mistaken for mental illness."


-- Veronica Schmidt, capturing a mentally ill Brit as he projects on our president, for the Times Online.

A few thoughts:

1. Doesn't he look like Obama in the previous post?

2. Since when are Jack Black and P Diddy "A-listers"?

3. Who said America isn't ready for a black anything? (I swear, these people just make this stuff up - like when Obama did it, too.)

4. Britain picks better leaders? This moron obviously isn't aware of the outrageously NewAge proclivities of Tony and Cherie Blair.

5. Shouts out to Britney Spears (!) and, especially, Miley Cyrus for speaking up.

Thursday, August 28, 2008

She's Not Gay - Just Very, Very, Confused

"Why do I have this relationship with France?" [Madonna] asked the 1,500-member audience.

"I'm always drawn to working with French people — and frenching French people! Vive la France!"

The mother of three — who turns 50 in August — famously smooched Britney Spears at the 2003 MTV Video Music Awards.

After that kiss, her daughter Lourdes asked her Material Mom if she were gay.

"I am the mommy pop star and she is the baby pop star," Madonna recalled telling her in an interview with Out magazine. "I am kissing her to pass my energy on to her."


-- Alissa R, attempting to drive a finger down my throat, for US Magazine

Monday, February 11, 2008

Rockit!: Rap's Got No Rules



I found Steve Salerno (author of SHAM: How The Self-Help Movement Made America Helpless) saluting Herbie hancock for his Best Album Grammy Award, and knew I ought to do the same. Rockit!, of course, is the song that inspired most DJs to think they could go it alone - without Rappers. Just check out what Prefuse 73 does to this guy's flow over a slamming Jazz groove:



Leave it to an old-school Jazz artist, like Herbie, to teach 'em that. Herbie's Jazz was inspired by Rap and, likewise, Jazz has always inspired Rap artists. Honestly, unless they have mental problems, Rappers are inspired by *everything* they come in contact with - even fuckin' Bambi - This shit's hilarious:



Here's another one by Pre, with robots, rockets, and (for some reason) mermaids:



I remember getting into an argument with some jackass Buddhist about Rap music, and (as happens a lot today when I talk to anybody "spiritual" about anything) having to inform him, in a most unpleasant manner, that he didn't understand the depth, or breath, of Rap music at all. He thought because he hears what's on the radio, or on MTV - or what some fucking gangsta's beat out of their rides - that he's heard everything out there, when real heads couldn't give a rat's ass about that shit. Prefuse 73 is a perfect example of how far from the mark simple-minded assholes can be - about everything:





Here's some Beat Jugglin' too (which, contrary to what my Buddhist friend thinks, they don't teach in monasteries):



And, for anyone who would dare say "Rap's not music", Kid Koala ("The nicest guy in Rap") is a fine example of the control that one man and his turntables can demonstrate, making Jazz new and fresh again, for people who probably rarely listen to it: