Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Sunday, August 28, 2011
MTV Video Music Awards 2011
Seriously? Are the MTV VMA's even relevant anymore? Let's start with the fact that Music TeleVision NO LONGER shows any music videos. Neither does MTV2. It's gotten so bad even VH1, MTV's red-headed stepchild, relies heavily on quality reality programming like "La La's Full Court Life" to stay afloat. Okay, so after a quick show listing lineup search, I discovered there is a 2 hour block of music videos starting at 6am. I think my point has been made.
This awards show is absolutely redonk. That's my quirky slang for Frigging RIDICULOUS!!!! Yet, I tuned in (halfway through, of course, I'm fashionably late like that). And I have this to say:
What's up with Jessie J., an average European one-hit wonder heading up the awards show band in the tackiest nude and black skintight jumpsuit rocking a leg brace in the most boring sit-down performances of flat, off-key and awkward renditions of past and present music hits that aren't hers? Talk about WORST. COVER. BAND. EVER. I feel for the audience. At least MTV graciously pulls away for a commercial break to rest my bleeding ears.
So Britney Spears received the Michael Jackson Inspirational Award? WTF is that? Oh, I know. An excuse to bring up MJ near the anniversary of his death while simultaneously incorporating maximum BS (that's Britney Spears) into the show. What disgusts me is the BS dance tribute through her music career where the girls get younger and younger as the songs get trashier and trashier.
Beyonce is not yet 30. Who cares that she's married to a man 11 years her senior with baby on the way? I don't, she's HAWT, HOTT, HOT! So what was with the ridiculously bedazzled mom outfit? Ask Kelly Rowland for some preggers fashion advice. Well, that may not be much better. Her "Project Runway" knockoff was a huge disaster.
I guess not THAT huge, since I think I may have been one of only 7 people to have tuned in to a single episode. Still...You and Jay-Z make a shit fuck ton (I'm rounding up) of money. Surely you can afford a decent stylist.
There was a commercial for Taylor Lautner's new movie Abduction.
I'm not saying it looks particularly good, but *fingers crossed* he has a better career than Robert Pattinson. I can't stand his fake American accent. Or the fact that he's dating Kristen Stewart. I'm not jealous or anything, it's just that she can't act. At all. And she seems like a bitch. I'm just saying...
Then there's the fact that Taylor Lautner is incredibly sexy. I say this knowing full well he is my brother's age and I'm trying to ignore the creep factor. But tan, and "RRRipped Like Jesus" with a killer smile beats RPatz bedhead anyday.
Really, Sir? It's called a brush, please run one through your hair. Or a comb. Fingers will work. I'm sure there is some girl somewhere willing to run her fingers through your hair. Please accept the next offer STAT.
I must say, I'm not that shocked by Lady Gaga's cross-dressing. After the raw meat dress from last year's VMA's, I, like the rest of America, held my breath in anticipation of how she could possibly top herself.
Then she did it. Not by dressing like a 1950's greaser, but by embodying the spirit of being a man so completely that he/she actually referred to "Gaga" as a 3rd party persona. I admire her for doing her own thing. I guess. Better than BS.
Russell Brand's tribute to Amy Winehouse. It's difficult listening to Russell Brand in general. But now he's talking about a serious subject matter. In that insane British accent. Not gonna lie, I just kept repeating random sentences in my head in a British accent instead of listening to what he said. Don't lie, you know you started speaking in tongues after his speech too. Now, let's continue the rant: Alcoholism and drug addiction are NOT DISEASES. Amy Winehouse had an amazing gift-a beautiful, soulful voice. She literally sat on top of the world with a record career many can't even get the courage to dream about and she sabotaged it at every possible chance. She had the opportunity to be a role model and do something good in her life, but Amy Winehouse chose to continue on her destructive path. There is nobody to blame but herself and the more MTV glamorizes her decision, the more they are socially accepting her fate and promoting it to the next generation.
I adore Katy Perry for being herself, but she wore a cube on her head. Her music is way too bubblegum-pop and overplayed for me, but it starts out catchy so I'll give her that. She named her cat Kitty Purry. I'm still not sure how I feel about that. Although I'm annoyed by her weird 80's persona, Kathy Beth Terry, it kind of reminds me of high school pictures of my friend, Jen.
But her last outfit at the VMA's was hideous and I cannot forgive such a faux-pas. There's a cube on her head. A cube, people. The gap between her funky-retro (and not in a good way) jacket and mildly hideous skirt defied the laws of physics by displaying Katy Perry's back fat. And Katy Perry doesn't have back fat! I can deal with the quirky outfit and even swallow my distaste for the cube (?!?), but I REFUSE to overlook such chunky heels. You had how many outfits changes throughout the night and THIS is how you chose to end it? I can only imagine Katy Perry at home and in a very cheesy typical rom-com montage set to her own soundtrack trying on outfit after endless outfit for a bored Russell Brand when she emerges from the closet in this gem of an ensemble and earnestly asks her husband "How do I look?" To which he responds in a cheery British accent "Lovely, mate, as were the first 130. Now can we order some Chinese?" Because he's a GUY and doesn't CARE and is HUNGRY and now you have a CUBE on YOUR HEAD and those clunky, dare I call them heels(?) clodding on stage while you accept a well-deserved award on a live, national broadcast.
So there's my take. Believe it or not, I have more to say, but some of us are real people living in the real world who have work in the morning and need to get our beauty sleep because we don't have a team of overpaid stylists to dress us up in the most ridiculous outfits just so bloggers can unwittingly continue to promote us and extend our 15 minutes of fame. Which is why I must go to bed now instead of stay up for another 4 hours just to say everything I want to say about Nicki Minaj. Thankfully, a picture is worth a thousand words so I leave you with this:
Saturday, April 16, 2011
Road Trip to Phoenix
So on our trip to Phoenix this past weekend, Daniel had this crazy notion he would pass the time on his laptop while I drove. Unbelievably, he did just that the whole way. It is incredible to think we no longer live in the era of road trip I-Spy and parents no longer need to entice children with a riveting round of "the quiet game." We have game-boys, iPods, portable DVD players, and laptops to keep us individually entertained for extended periods of time.
Occasionally, I prompted Daniel to take random photos and instructed him to keep track of the music we were listening to so I could later put together a road trip mix CD, if I felt so inclined. He thought it would be better to write down our conversations, and later, random musings. Chaos ensued, and from this, comedic genius was birthed. I admit, it gets rather silly and kind of long, so read on at your own risk....
Actual transcripts from our road trip to Phoenix:
Valerie-Rain drops Daniel, Rain Drops!!
puts in Broken Bells CD
to each his own
the dog don't answer if you knock
clap clap clap
Daniel-shakes his head
Aerosmith walk this way plays
Daniel-oh yeah!
Daniel-oh I love this song. Have you heard it?
Occasionally, I prompted Daniel to take random photos and instructed him to keep track of the music we were listening to so I could later put together a road trip mix CD, if I felt so inclined. He thought it would be better to write down our conversations, and later, random musings. Chaos ensued, and from this, comedic genius was birthed. I admit, it gets rather silly and kind of long, so read on at your own risk....
Actual transcripts from our road trip to Phoenix:
Mambo #5-Lou Bega
45-shine down
Meet at the equinox-Death Cab for Cutie
When I'm gone- Eminem
Mocking Bird- Eminem
One is the Loneliest Number-Three Dog Night
Take a Minute- K'Naan
Waiting for My Ruca-Absract Rude
Mexican Radio- Authority Zero
Falls Apart- Hurt
Bless The Broken Road-Rascal Flatts
Smooth-Santana
The Only Exception-Paramore
The Dog Days-??
Valerie-Rain drops Daniel, Rain Drops!!
Daniel- YEHOO!!!
Valerie-wow I have not watched the road this entire time
Daniel-It's not like its going anywhere
Valerie-:P Doh
Daniel-why is there snow on the small mountain. but not the big one?
Valerie- Well that one is slightly more south.
Daniel- Vall you better not slow down cuz I'll shoot you.
Valerie- oh, well that's not very nice.
Valerie- Are you really typing everything?
Daniel- No response but it was an understood yes
Daniel-what is this song?
Valerie- Fly by Ludvico
Daniel- How do you spell that?
Valerie- F-L
Daniel- I hate you Val *PMF*
Valerie-smack hand on window, "It's cold."
Daniel- Great observation, eye roll
Stop at Arby's for food. Daniel isn't hungry, but ends up eating half Valerie's fries. Valerie ordered 5 chicken strips, but was awesomely awarded 6. Val feeding Daniel while he drives:
Valerie-open up wide, I got fries
Daniel-opens wide-
Valerie-feeding Daniel
Daniel-val, you totally missed my mouth-he lciks the side of his cheek
Valerie-oops, sorry. here's a piece of chicken'
Daniel-open mouth even wider, starts to close
Valerie-wait! don't bite me
Daniel-then get you're hand out of me mouth
Valerie-I didn't want to hit your cheek again
Daniel-whatever
Valerie-ok, ready for another bite?
Daniel-opens up mouth
Valerie-okay, I'm just going to set the food on your tongue this time
Daniel-starts laughing
two songs go by
Daniel-are you writing these songs down?
Valerie-no, Bryce put random songs on here
Daniel-you should play with the camera and record yourself
track 3
Valerie-okay, I think we've heard all these songs about 3 times now. Time for a new CD
puts in Broken Bells CD
Valerie-I love this song, but I cant understand the lyrics, so I just make them up
to each his own
the dog don't answer if you knock
cut his lips on the bar
I don't know but the dead cant talk to anyone
come on and get the mini bar
before you open up your eyes
this zombie's already hands
to analyze
this zombie's already hands
to analyze
collect it at the borderline
the ones you get out of your hair
cuz we love our salty moms
the high road is hard to find
the detour is onion line
tell all of your friends killing mine
the dogs who ran all night
that's all you hoped it was
a break from the warfare in your house
to each his own
the soldiers bent bailing out
the dogs who ran all night
that's all you hoped it was
a break from the warfare in your house
to each his own
the soldiers bent bailing out
its too late to change your mind
let guard be your guide
its too late to change your life
you let laws be your guide
Valerie-oh here's another one
clap clap clap
clap clap clap
she sold her love to a modern man
cuz solid currency is the hardest to love
all of that money lets you cover your arm
all of that money lets you cover your arm
don't let the lady finger blow in your hand
still in love
with your daughter
still in love
with your daughter
shes a star tonight
without warning
she gave up the ghost inside
just like Lewinsky, ball and chain on the floor
too lit to lead all the songs in the cut
for our daughter
shes a star tonight
without warning
she gave up the ghost inside
some call it chivalry never pull a punch for free
you ever wonder why they had to move on
it so neon coat
it so neon coat
a double standard you invoke when you walk
for our daughter
shes a star tonight
without warning
she gave up the ghost inside
was it all for show
don't turn into arms again
turn another page
trust me darling
turn it all hate
trust me darling
cover them up to the dust in your town'
crawling over rubble
Daniel-gawd I was hoping one of these cars would stop so I could pass
Valerie-sighs-are we there yet?
Valerie-this is weird, I'm actually getting really tired
Daniel-well you worked all day and I slept in
Valerie-rub it in why don't you?
Daniel-well...
Daniel-it's dark out and its nighttime and I'm tired. this has never happened before. what do i do?
Valerie-shut up
Daniel-i can only help you so much, val
Valerie changes CD and Kesha starts playing
Daniel-shakes his head
Daniel-horrible
Daniel-seriously, val….open up videos on the laptop and search dynamite hack
Valerie-plays boyz in da hood video
Daniel-sings along
the video skips ahead to the end
Daniel-did you skip ahead?
Valerie-not on purpose, I may have hit something
song ends
Daniel-yeah, you did. It didn’t play the whole song
Valerie-sorry, want me to start over?
Daniel-nah, I just needed a song I knew the lyrics too and relief from kesha
it gets quiet
Valerie-I need something, what other videos do you have?
Daniel-I have more music than videos
Valerie-50 cent? No thank you. Oooh…clicks song
Aerosmith walk this way plays
Daniel-oh yeah!
Valerie and Daniel sing along
Daniel-so how much cocaine did Charlie sheen actually do?
Valerie-damn! I know this one. I just heard it the other day. Um…
Daniel-just stares at Valerie
Valerie-I dunno
Daniel-enough to kill two and half men
Valerie-see, I told you I knew that one
Daniel-do you realize we are coming home with 25 boxes of girl scout cookies?
Valerie-yeah, I know
Daniel-we should stop at the hoover dam and give some away to the security guards
Valerie-we’ll still have like 20 boxes left
Daniel-oh I love this song. Have you heard it?
Valerie-yeah
Daniel-do u like it?
Valerie-I'm playing it now, aren’t i?
Daniel starts singing along
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