Random MTV VMA Observations
Britney Spears’ uninspired, drug addled, performance was the best case of career suicide I’ve seen in a while. Her lame lip synching perfectly matched her bloated dance…”suggestions”. I call them suggestions because she looked like she was hinting at what she wanted to physically do, but couldn’t. And for that, we all got a good laugh.
The same can’t be said for Sarah Silverman’s tumbleweed summoning performance. You can’t tell me that with all of the makeup artists backstage, not one could hide her mustache?
Speaking of hiding, anyone who does a Michael Jackson routine should be shot on sight. The brotha can’t sell records, so at least let the man keep what little dignity he hasn’t lost from molesting other peoples kids and mentally destroying his own.
If someone replaced Kanye West with Urkel, would anyone know the difference?
If that’s what goes for music nowadays, the industry doesn’t have to worry about anybody downloading it illegally.
When I was a kid, MTV reluctantly played videos from black artists. Twenty years later, the channel reluctantly gives them awards.
And as far as awards go, when did it become kewl to nominate 10 people for the same award?
Watching YouTube videos of Expert Level Guitar Hero smoked any VMA performance
I haven’t bought music for five years, haven’t watched a music video in three, yet I still recognized the “artists”on the VMA’s because of Perez Hilton, TMZ, and Mediatakeout.com
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September 10th, 2007 at 2:54 pm
If Thriller was indication, the living dead can actually groove. After Britney’s VMA performance, I couldn’t exactly tell you where she’s classified on that spectrum.
Maybe it has something to do with the nature of the undead’s zombification?
In Thriller, MJ was the lead zombie/werewolf (it was the 80s, just go with it) of a dancing troup of zombies reanimated by the unholy combination of the musical stylings of Quincy Jones and MJ’s starpower in his prime — when clever make-up was intended to CONVEY not HIDE rotting flesh on his face. Basically, this introduced the concept of the “dancing zombie” to a culture dominated by Romero’s “walking zombie.” The power of this performance was such that over twenty years later, it is being replicated in foreign prisons.
In Britney’s VMA performance, she was also the lead zombie, followed by the soulless undead known as “back-up dancers.” Lacking compelling personal motivations such as Jo Jackson’s tough love or never having a childhood, Britney instead found her zombification fueled by booze, nights of partying, and lypo.
The chemical nature of this zombification explains her shambling “performance” with a scientific certainty unrivaled in this field.
September 10th, 2007 at 3:28 pm
You know, Kiros, when you put it that way, I guess that for a living dead zombie, Britney’s performance wasn’t half bad!