Ask and Ye Shall Receive.
I’m alright, don’t feel sorry ’cause it’s true – when I’m gone, you realize I’m the best thing to happen to you. You always love me more miles away. Miles Away.Madonna
And while that might be the most relevant breakup song of the moment, I give you, dear readers, my favorite breakup songs of all time.
1) Shit On The Radio.Nelly Furtado (The “I Just Realized How Much Better I Am Than You” Slow Song)
I remember the days when I was so eager to satisfy you and be less than I was to prove I could walk beside you. And now that I’ve flown away, you curse the day I decided to stay true to myself.
2) Brand New Man.Letter Kills (The Happy Dance Song When You Know The Other Person Is Gonna Be Hurt by a New Person)
I can’t complain, I just walked away and took more steps towards being safe. Baby, you just bought yourself a brand new man.
3) Don’t Bother.Shakira (The Sad Song About When They Date Someone Better Than You)
For you, I would give up all I own and move to a communist country, if you came with me of course. And I’d file my nails so they don’t hurt you, lose those pounds, learn about futbol… if it made you stay. But you won’t. But you won’t.
4) I Could Say.Lily Allen (The Song About How Happy You Are Now)
Since you’ve gone, I’ve lost that chip on my shoulder. Since you’ve gone, I feel like I’ve grown older. Now you’re gone, it’s as if the whole wide world is my stage. Now you’ve gone, it’s like I’ve been let out of my cage.
5) Happy Without You.Annie (The Song That Makes You Believe You Are Happy Because It Says That Line Over And Over Again)
And while we’re on the subject, here’s an extra gift:
“Love isn’t supposed to be easy. Easy don’t make you grow, easy doesn’t make you learn, easy doesn’t make you think. I thank God every day for giving me a man whom makes me think.” Madonna on Guy Ritchie, 2004.
You’re The Realest Thing I Know, Hands Down.
The Real Housewives of New Jersey.
1) Two are not housewives.
2) They have the most annoying accents that I did not know were accents for the first twenty years of my life.
3) Yes, I know their town.
4) I recently met a second cousin of one of the show’s housewives. Since the show has aired, people have sent him facebook messages to ask whether they are related. He responds, “Yes” and that’s it.
5) It’s the only show of all the Housewives where I actually follow the season. Atlanta had my attention for about two episodes and Orange County and New York bored me within five minutes.
6) I do find all of the women have some very redeeming qualities. But all their other qualities make them totally horrific personalities.
7) Since when does seven episodes make a season? I guess the obligatory reunion show makes eight, but c’mon, did Bravo keep production short in the event that the show wasn’t a hit? Everything out of New Jersey, if not admired, is at the very least watched. (Garden State, True Life : I Have a Summer Share, et cetera et cetera et cetera…)
Watch the season finale. There will be a table thrown.
Devon Sawa Was Onto Something…
Johanna Ganthaler missed her flight on May 30th. The AirFrance plane mysteriously ended up in the Atlantic Ocean.
She died in a car accident in Austria this week.
Don’t You Get Around?
So last week my mind was blown for about 7 minutes and 52 seconds while watching Lady Gaga’s new video Paparazzi, one of my favorite songs from her:
In it, she spends a few brief moments on a couch making out with some three people (male? female? gaga look-a-likes? i don’t understand) who look like they stepped out of 1984. A wonderful British newspaper article pointed out these males (!) are actually Swedish (!) brothers (!) who are in a band (!) and are actually a nod (!) to Gaga’s former rock roots.
And then today, while catching up on some earlier episodes of “Daisy of Love” (ie – the show where Oscar De La Hoya’s niece and runner up in season two of Bret Michaels’s “Rock of Love” gets to pick a new boyfriend from a slew of unemployed musicians), I see those guys again, who were actually picked to be on the show.
Which is pretty interesting considering someone once asked me while watching “Daisy of Love” if that was Lady Gaga as the woman at the center. Although I balked at the suggestion, this is too much coincidence for my lil brain to handle at the moment. Especially given Gaga’s comment this week about the Jonas Brothers, famous for being Christian virgins from N.J., requesting a foursome. Although perhaps this all happened because Snake of Eden has some American publicist who f’ed up royally with the “Daisy of Love” idea and had to find a new way to promote them and thought having them all make out and eat Gaga’s shoe on a couch was a good idea. Time will tell.
drama queen
So all this hubbub around Miss California is really damn annoying. There’s enough self-righteousness in the air to clog a girl’s pores around here. And, I have to say, it’s Shanna moakler who comes out looking like the biggest idiot. Not a big surprise.
Let’s look at shanna’s history, shall we? The woman was once Miss USA herself in a time long long ago called 1995. then she went on to star in a series on USA Network, then to pose in Playboy, and then to have her own reality show with (ex?)-husband Travis Barker of Blink 182. Eventually she became co-director of the Miss California pageant of Miss USA.
And then Carrie Preejan ran her mouth about not liking gay marriage. So then Moakler and the other director ran their mouth about Preejan getting a boob job which was paid for by the Miss California organization (at least it wasn’t tax payer money?). And then some photos Preejan wearing just panties showed up on the internet. And then Donald Trump gets on stage. And he tells Miss Preejan that she can still be Miss California. And then Moakler resigns the next day.
Not to come off too Fox News-ish here, but whatever, a woman shouldn’t be stripped of a crown just because she made a public statement some people didn’t happen to like. And this isn’t the first time Moakler has come across as an impulsive, emotional idiot. Like the time she tried pushing Paris Hilton down a flight of stairs after pictures surfaced of Hilton making out with Moakler’s (ex?)husband. Or the time she invited People magazine to her “divorce party” which included a mini-her-cake-topper pushing a bloody mini-Barker-cake-topper off of a white cake. Or her MySpace blog fights with her (ex?)husband.
Role models all among us.
is this enough, do you want more?
Although chick rock isn’t really my thing, europop is. So when you mix the two together, I just might be sold. Check out Kerli an Estonian chick who mixes rock with a lil drum n bass. I particularly enjoy “Strange Boy”, “Hate Me”, and “Creationist”. Enjoy!
He (She?) Stole Our Look!
So, there’s this newish blog called loltatz, which is like lolcats but of tattoos. Stupid tattoos. Tattoos that are only forgivable if you were on the jersey shore and high on roofies when it was done to you. and By forgivable, I mean excusable. And then I found this one… which is unbelievably magical.
Which, I must say is about close to a combination of henna tattoos and a shall-remain-nameless-friend received at a certain outdoor undergraduate campus event at the brilliant age of 21.
Whoa.
So, I’m going to come clean about some things. When I gave up celebrity gossip for Lent, I did not give up on entertainment news. And the news site with the best entertainmenst section happens to be www.msnbc.com. And, yes, they tend to be just a bit farther left on the spectrum than I, but I nonetheless have particularly enjoyed their entertainment section and continue to.
So, tonight I’m clicking around and I come across an article on what the Obama’s donated for the charity auction at their daughter’s school and how it was not as generous as what the Clinton’s donated when Chelsea attended blah blah. And below it is a story about Levi Johnston, aka Sarah Palin’s daughter’s baby’s daddy. And the newspaper describes Levi’s son as “Sarah Palin’s first acknowledge grandchild”. Um, what? Totally unecessary to throw that one in there, especially since it’s almost a year later. Find something new to hold a grip about. It’s also insanely hypocritical that the very same people who whine about how Sarah Palin remains relevant are the people who keep her relevant. I don’t think the person who actually got to be Vice President (what’s his name – Jim?) probably gets half the amount of news coverage that Palin still does.
BTW, has any one found out where I can get those boots Jill wore during the Inaug? Those things were hot!
Mis-step America
So, on last night’s Miss America pageant, Miss California made it to the question and answer section. When she was asked by Perez Hilton about states legalizing gay marriage. And she replied in an incoherent mess.
First of all, who the hell made Perez Hilton a judge on the Miss America pageant? The guy is famous for drawing penises on the face of young women. Not surprised Kenan Thompson (yea, remember him from “All That”?) was also a judge despite his comment after the Rihanna/Chris Brown incident that SNL will still let him perform on their show so long as he has another hit single.
Anyway, back to Miss California. The girl made a mistake. Not because she gave the “wrong” opinion, but because she gave her opinion at all. The question particularly did not call for her own opinion, and I can’t remember there ever being a Miss America who did talk about political issues, I thought they just held things, lived in one of the Trump buildings, and made surprise stints in rehab. She didn’t need to give her own opinion, but she did and at the very least, we should respect her for being honest and not giving a half-hearted P.C. comment that the judges would have prefered. The real d.b. here is Perez Hilton for using his question as a way to promote his own personal cause.
and i can go, but i don’t want to stay.
I wanted to write this a long time ago, but I thought someone would say “who are you to speak of this?” Well I’ve got eyes and ears and a heart, and I can feel it. And it pains me more than you
will ever know.
British singer Jem has this way that just breaks me down into tears with whatever she sings. And most of the songs on “Down to Earth” (which can be streamed entirely on her myspace for free) have the same effect on me.
x.
