Saturday, April 25, 2009

More Pussycat Dolls

Ok, a good point was brought up. Why do I hate Pussybitch Dolls but love American Idol?

Here we go. I know most the world loves American Idol but basically thinks that its also manufactured too, mostly is, yes. Don't get me wrong, I hate group songs to the point I'd almost put a bullet in my head rather than listen to the top 8 sing Play That Funky Music. Nor do I give a rats ass about the stupid Ford commercials. Basically on Wednesday I just wanna see someones dreams get shattered and head home. I don't need to see Ryan Seacrest and his 1001 ways to drag out the elimination. I mean, the elimination episode needs to be only five minutes long really.

Back to the point, yes, American Idol is highly manufactured. Its all about production. Do I care abhout the winners once they've won? No, I don't care about Jordan Sparks 'hit' new record, and my life wouldn't suck if Kelly Clarkson would go away. But, I do care about David Cook, Chris Daughtry, and hell, to my chagrin, even Adam Lambert.

90% of the winners and losers that make it after the show, they will be successful, but they will never write a song, never be themselves ever again. They'll be the cookie cutter pop idol, and thats okay, because someone has to spend money on itunes.

But there are those, like the aforementioned David Cook, Chris Daughtry, Bo Bice, Taylor Hicks, and women too I'm sure, but I root against them because I don't like female singers (I'm weird like that). There are those that have more than paid their dues before they ever step in front of Simon, Randy and Paula (Kara is a mistake I hope will go away). You can laugh them off all you want because they were on a reality show, but they had the guts to try whatever it takes to get where they wanna be.

Back in the day before technology, being found in a bar or having the right person hear your demo tape was apparently the only legitamite way to make it in the biz, but now whether you like it or not, there is a new way, reality shows. No one complains that some start up musician puts a demo on MySpace and never plays a true live gig, but makes it big. How is that anymore legitimite?

Anyway, again, I hate the Pussycat Dolls. They are a burlesque troupe that happens to sing, well, one of them. Simon may judge the singers on Idol, but the only manufacturing is done by the artists themselves, don't believe me, look up Sanjaya Malakar. No one in their right mind would have manufactured that mohawk.

Pussycat Dolls

Oh my god. These bitches are so annoying. Lets get one rather hot chick, flank her with talentless chicks that aren't near as hot, and call it a band.

I'm trying to figure out the point of these other girls, they just dance, they don't sing. Nicole Scherzelwhatever does all the singing, and background vocals.

I mean yeah, I wish my girlfriend was as hot as them. I wish she was a freak like them. But seeings as I don't have a girlfriend, the point is moot.

I'm still trying to figure out why they credit Jai Ho as A R Rahman's song. He seems to be doing background vocals for his own song. Lets take a good song from the Oscar winning Slumdog Millionaire, then sex it up, and mute out the original artist, and you have Jai Ho, by Nicole Szzzchernizzel and fleeting seconds of A R Rahman.

I hate manufactured pop music. I'm just saying. Atleast they dress nice I guess. They are good for a spank bank, not the auditory canal. I'd rather listen to Are We Human by The Killers on repeat the rest of my life, seriously, thats a baaaaaaaaaaaaad song.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Up To Date

I don't blog nearly as much as I want to anymore. Twitter is taking over my life, and I'm learning to love Facebook (or Dr. Strangelove). Ha, very few will get that.

I recently got a new xbox from Microsoft since mine had bitten the dust. But oddly, I've not had any interest in playing, even after buying Rock Band 2, Pearl Jam 10 and Foo Fighters for Rock Band. Oh well, sometimes its just more interesting to spend your time playing with your son. Weird how life changes like that.

Didn't get to celebrate 420 like I would've liked. It was just another day this year, and thats a shame because its like my christmas. G4 had a pretty good AOTS on the subject (again), and Doug Benson had a documentary about smoking weed for thirty days straight. Haven't watched it yet, but I have lived it, for more than thirty days, but unlike Michael Phelps, I had no cameras presesnt.

I don't know what it is about DC Comics, but they are sucking bad lately. This whole Final Crisis and Batman R.I.P. which was supposed to be epic, just blew monkey cock. Grant Morrison is usually a great writer, but damn...Thats alright though,I'm pretty sure the blame lies hgher up the editorial chain. So, they cancelled Nightwing ands Robin, my two favorite books. Granted Dick Grayson is going on to be Batman (we know, have known, quit with the thirty million tie-ins just to get to that). Just two less books to cancel when I make my exodus to smaller publishers. I'd go to Marvel, but not really liking the whole Ultimatium thing. If it ain't broke, don't fix it, you just end up breaking it.

Everyone needs to get Twitterized. Its obsessive, fun, and easy. No apps to fuck with like Myspace and Facebook are littered with. Just communication, pure and simple. Its like texting 2.0. When you come around to it, I'm at Twitter.com/last_1_here.

Of course I'm at Facebook, the super behemoth of social networking. I don't know my url at the moment, nor do I feel like looking so just search for me. I'm public.

Now go listen to some hip-hop music and smoke a bowl. Do it for me.