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Katy Perry says “using blasphemy as entertainment is as cheap as a comedian telling a fart joke”.
Uh huh.
Well Katy, I’d have to say that pretending to belong to a marginalized minority group a la “I kissed a girl and I liked it” in order to titillate male fans into buying your music is equally cheap. Lucrative, but cheap nonetheless.
Not that I love Gaga’s performances
, I just feel the need to point out that no matter how big your house is after selling 2 million albums, if it’s made of glass, you still shouldn’t throw stones inside it.
You may already have heard that the Much Music video Awards are this weekend. I certainly have, and I’m not that into pop culture. In the spirit of supporting the only Canadian media event that garners attention from outside (or for that matter inside) our borders, I watched Much Music for a few minutes today. I have to say, I was thrilled with what I saw. First of all, it’s fabulous to know that the days of needing to be beautiful in looks or voice seem to be gone from the music industry, opening a world of opportunities for those of us once relegated to singing into hair brushes; and second because I’ve now found a backup for Showcase to meet my soft porn needs.
The first thing I saw was a video by someone I’d never heard of before: Elise Estrada. This girl spent 4 full minutes having lesbian orgies in an outfit that makes me suspect she was there when David Carradine died. Admittedly, she’s probably quite pretty even after you remove the teal eye-shadow that covered her natural eyebrows and mingled closely with her hair line. But then came Girlicious.
I’m pretty sure that this particular group creates what Barney Stinson (from How I Met Your Mother) so aptly described as the “cheerleader effect.” If you separated the girls and, more importantly dressed them in something more than panties, you’d probably discover they’re not all that hot. But forget their wardrobe, what’s with the token fat black guy? Why is he there? Would the song really suffer if they left out his intermittent “woos” and “oh yeahs?” Are we supposed to think that they’re not shallow because they’re hanging out with the fat guy even as they sing “look at me, ain’t I hot?” Because I’m not buying it.
When that was done it was time for Lady Gaga. What kind of name is Gaga anyway? And what’s with the eternal absence of pants? Moreover, what’s with the absence of any clothing in whichever video it was I saw this morning? In one segment, she’s wearing nothing but body paint and Beadazzler vomit, while sitting on a concrete bench giving a male dancer a view of her anatomy that is ordinarily reserved for those with obstetrical degrees. The rest of the video is spent by her and her dancers in a very Michael Jackson-esque series of crotch grabs.
What amazes me most about this woman is that no one seems to have noticed that from the neck up, she really is quite hideous. I’m sure the pant thing is specifically designed to draw your attention down below the neck, so kudos to her for a winning strategy. Also, she’s cleverly cut her bangs halfway down her face preventing us from clearly seeing it even if we can resist the expanse of bare leg flesh below.
But hey, at least the bareness is saving me from yet another rerun of Emmanuelle.
