Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts

Thursday, April 12, 2007

Nickelback? More like Nickelsuck.


Okay. That was lame. Almost as lame as a Nickelback song. Hey-oh!

Speaking of which, thewebshite.net explains why Nickelback is so hateable. Hint: It's not just Chad Kroeger's face.

As much as I love hating on the 'Back, I have to wonder how much of this is due to inherent suckitude and how much is due to the record industry machine.

Tuesday, April 3, 2007

So, uh, it turns out Kermit is left-handed.

This was brought to my attention this weekend and keeping with the theme of crazy-ass videos it seemed like it would be a good idea to post a video of Kermit the Frog singing "Hurt" by Nine Inch Nails.

So for those of you who have had a burning desire to see your favorite muppet shooting up, vomiting and crying, here you go. It's disturbing, but still not as sad as the Johnny Cash version.



He still looks more convincing with a guitar than Lindsay Lohan.

Monday, April 2, 2007

It must be something in the air


Ryan Reynolds has always filled the role of generic cheesy blond "hunky" guy with abs. Lately however, he has gotten hot. Like, Ryan Gossling hot. In fact, in Smokin' Aces, Reynolds bore a striking resemblence to a Half Nelson Gossling.

So taking this into consideration, it makes complete sense for Alanis Morissette to pull a Beyonce and make a completely insane video. Reynolds must have been very good in bed, as she didn't stop at making a crazy video for one of her songs. No, she decided to do a cover of The Black-Eyed Peas' "My Humps." It's truly terrifying.



I usually just eat a lot of ice cream and watch Law & Order, but good for you, Alanis. Get through it any way you can.

Beyonce takes things literally

Poor Beyonce. I've been worried about her for awhile. First, she came out with her highly-anticipated follow-up to her debut solo project, Dangerously in Love, and decided to wear the wig that ate Pittsburgh on the cover. So instead of looking totally hot, she ended up looking like somebody's crazy aunt Melba.


Then, of course, there's the awkward title, B'Day. I'm pretty sure this is supposed to be "B-Day" like the abbreviation for birthday, but kind of looks like it should be pronounced "bidet," which, ew. All of these are unfortunate decisions on B's part, but nothing to be overly worried about.

Then Dreamgirls happened.

What was supposed to be her breakout performance turned into a coming-out party for Jennifer Hudson, relegating Beyonce to the role of "co-star who claps politely and smiles through the rage at every award show of the season." When Hudson won the Oscar, I think it was a tipping point for Miss Beyonce.

To wit: her new video for the song "Kitty Kat."




Wait, what? I saw this on April Fool's, but I'm pretty sure she's deadly serious. She's riding a house cat and batting around a ball of yarn. This is what her life has come to.

But I don't cry for her. Why? because I think this could mark the beginning of an exciting new arc in her career. She can go from being Miss Beyonce, diva extraordinaire, to Beyonce Knowles, crazy Diva who shows up to the red carpet wearing a cape and dragging along a manservant on a leash. She can be music's Janice Dickinson.

So ride that house cat Beyonce. Ride it.