Thursday, March 06, 2008

Idol Wrap Up AND SO MUCH MORE!

First things first:

Well it was another gruesome battle, but the Bitches You Loved and Hated for February have been decided...

Narrowly beating out my personal pick, LeiLani Billard, for Bitch You Loved In February, none other than the lovely and talented Tina Fey!!!


She'll go up against the Bitch You Loved in January, Carol Channing, and 10-as-yet-unnamed others...

And, to my personal surprise and delight, the Bitch YOU Hated in February was none other than hysterical cooter-chompee, Chola CuchiMuncho!!!

She'll go up against the Bitch You Hated in January, Tom Cruise, and 10-as-yet-unnamed others...

Second things second:

IDOL.

BOYS.

Luke Menard is gone. Singing Wham!'s "Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go", something tells me he'll never be waking up. In that he'll be sleeping. In that he'll be dead because he's gone. Going first + bad song choice + cynical-yet-inoffensive comments from the judges = gone.

David Archuleta continues his stranglehold on complete and utter Idol domination. He was able to serve up the exact same convincing flavour of cheese that Phil Collins did. Again, not my thing but I get it. So magnanimous of him to sing that in order to draw attention to the plight of the homeless. Somebody's going to heaven!

Danny Noriega is fierce. I have said it before and I will say it again. Fresh off the heels of some old myspace video blogs of him sporting a dew rag, swearing and proclaiming he's gay he goes and does the most audaciously faggy thing ever on that show - sings Soft Cell's "Tainted Love" with purple streaks up in his head... FIERCE! I am crossing everything that can be crossed on my body that he makes the Top 12...

Resident "stripper who had performed fully nude for a mostly-male crowd" David Hernandez stood out more for those shocking revelations than for his take on "It's All Coming Back To Me Now"? What's coming back to you now, David? The genital warts you contracted by tea-bagging skeezy old dudes in the strip joint you worked at for 'a mostly-male audience'? Someone get him some oigggnment, shoot.

Michael Johns did "Don't You Forget About Me" by Simple Minds and Randy said that he did Michael Hutchence of INXS proud. Whoops. From what I remember - if I try really hard - is that he did a pretty serviceable rendition of it. But the irony is that after that, I do think people will forget about him...

David Hook donned his axe once again and did a very emo-ized version of Lionel Ritchie's "Hello" - a really, isn't Lionel emo enough as it is? No no no - he did a very good job of it. I still get a very "Comic Book Guy" from The Simpsons-vibe from him, though.

Jason Castro should have sung "Lost In Your Eyes" by Debbie Gibson because that's what happens to me when I watch him perform/speak. The man is a dreamboat - and I almost never subscribe that kind of shit. Like literally, I've been hot for Jonathan Brandis (may God rest his soul) and Jason Castro. I thought he did brilliantly tonight - great song choice. I'm really happy to see him gaining steam. It's very reminiscent of Bo Bice's rise to front runner status circa Season 4.

And then there's Chikezie. [Sung like the Maude theme song] "And then there's Chikezie! And then there's Chikezie!"... ummm, yeah... that kinda works better with a one-syllable name... no matter... Bah... he would have been prime candidate to be sent homeward-bound alongside Luke Menard, but now, because of his pimp-spot placement, he'll be causing and upset tonight.

GIRLS

Asia'H Epperson did herself exactly 0.0 favours picking Whitney's "I Wanna Dance With Somebody". Despite the fact that Whitney sang every last fibre of shit out of it, it's really never perceived as a singer's song. It's kinda like "Groove Is In The Heart" in that respect... there are definitely some notes to be had there, but it's just too ingrained into people's head as a fun, party song if-not a jock jam *GASP*. I thought it was fine. Her face really shows it when she's unsure if she's going to be note perfect, though.

Kady Malloy continues her bloody, exhaustive march towards death by singing "Who Wants To Live Forever" by Queen. Who wants to live forever, indeed - something tells me not Kady... particularly by basically conceding to the fact that she thought she should have gone home instead of Alaina Whitaker (and Alexandrea Lushington, may I add) last week in her red room pre-interview. On the bright side, at least she'll leave on a high note as her performance last night wasn't out-and-out brutal. On a very, very dark note... two words: Hayley Scarnato. Kady could not only totally make it into the Top 12, but last for quite some time... because if there's one thing that Hayley Scarnato showed us, fucking anything is possible on this show...

Amanda Overmyer went back to basics tonight with a rollicking take on Joan Jett's "I Hate Myself For Loving You". Methinks a lot - not all, but a lot - of the damage she did with last week's "Carry On My Wayward Son" will be reconciled and her base will be re-energized after last night. She's still as uncomfortable as a sea gull wearing a tracking collar on stage, though. And VERY off putting with her perceived ambivalence when getting the judges' feedback.

No secret: I love every inch of Carly Smithson. Even though I thought she got a little shrill in the higher notes of Cyndi Lauper's "I Drove All Night", I totally agreed with Randy when he said that watching her go for those is like watching someone blast targets with a cannon. Bitch is fierce. I think it's safe to say that Carly's consistency, excellence and dynamism has won over any haters who thought her previous life as MCA recording artist Carly Hennessey by this point.

Kristy Lee Cook makes me barf. I can't stands the bitch no way. I really didn't think her countrified take on Journey's "Faithfull" was all that artful and worthy of the lauding it got. I didn't think it was understated; it was unsure. And I'm sorry, bitch could not remotely pull off what she attempted to at the end of the performance. Ugh. PS - Jean Smart from Designing Women called and she wants her head back.

Ramiele Malubay is not great. She's got a lovely voice with all sort of 'colours' to it, but she's got the depth of a bird bath. "Against All Odds"? Really? Apparently she's got quite an ardent fan base though, so expect to see her sail through...

Brooke White is gettin' on my last nerve - and something tells me I'll need to develop a few more nerves, because bitch is gonna be around for a while. I really have nothing to say about her whimpering, acoustic take on the Goddess Pat Benatar's "Love Is A Battlefield" other than what I said about her before: although Brooke's homogenized, ethereal singer-songwriter thing is unique in this competition - and responsible for her appeal - it's far from unique in the music industry. Is her seeing-eye pony of a voice really going to be able to compete with the mighty steed of a voice like yer Carly's or yer Syesha's when it comes down to it? NO!

As much as I think she's an arrogant, smug little beyotch, Syesha Mercado worked it out tonight. That little Whitney nugget, "Saving All My Love For You" is no walk in the park - it's rangy as hell, requiring someone to go from the top of their chest voice to the bottom of their chest voice to the top of their operatic voice to the top of their chest voice again and again - but she handled it with an unappreciated ease.

GONE -

On both sides of the coin tonight, it's anyone's guess.

Although Luke Menard and Kady Malloy are the most likely candidates, anything's possible. Well, Luke's certainly less possible, but still.

Beyond those two, I'd have to wager that for the boys Michael Johns will be in danger. I just see him slipping through the cracks - I don't think he's given anyone a reason to vote for him beyond the fact that he's competent. Otherwise, Danny Noriega - and believe me, I'm spittin on the ground, knocking wood and throwing salt behind me as I say this - could find himself out there based on his sheer audacity.

On the girls side, in terms of talent, it should be Kristy Lee Cook, but something tells me that lanky bimbess will slide through. At this point, it looks like Carly, Brooke, Amanda and Syesha have each made their cases and carved out their niches, so I'd be worried right now if I was Asia'H and/or Ramiele. Whomever has the bigger fan base will prevail.

Bitch Salad roundup tomorrow!
--- Aj

Tuesday, March 04, 2008

Bitches Loved, Bitches Hated

Hiya friends, friends of friends, and the rest of you...

Absolute first things first:

TONIGHT!!! TONIGHT!!! TONIGHT!!! TONIGHT!!! TONIGHT!!! TONIGHT!!! TONIGHT!!!

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That's right - the next installment of Bitch Salad fucking happens TONIGHT!!!

It's going to be so incredible... for real, this lineup is the things that dreams are made of. Like are you a Jihadist terrorist? This is going to be so much more magnificent, so much more fantastical than Harem that it's just gonna fuck your cause right up. It will discombobulate you and you will love it...

Featuring:

DEBRA DiGIOVANNI!!! If you haven't seen her live - you must. A master fucking class in comedy, let me tell ya.


SHANNON LAVERTY!!! Same thing goes for Shannon - she does shit on stage that I could never hope to do. She's been working coast to coast and burg to berg for a coon's age, but in a pre-Sex & The City world, was constantly told that she was 'too dirty' and "people don't want to see a woman on stage talking about that stuff". She's just absolutely incredible.

JAN CARUANA & STEFANIE DRUMMOND!!! Again, the same notion applies to Jan Caruana - if you've seen her improvise, you know that her powers are frightening. Holy fuck. And Stefanie Drummond has an inherent comedic genius that people would trade body parts for - talents that on full display, of course, in the film "Mean Girls"... I am SO excited for this...

REBECCA KOHLER!!! Another fucking fantastic, acerbic, contemporary female comic that I had the pleasure of working with when I spent that little stint in LA at the end of last year -

INESSA FRANTOWSKI!!! Part of the Sketchersons and mainstay of "Sunday Night Live", I love this woman. The highlight for me of any Sunday Night Live is Inessa's costume changes. For real. She is so particularly attired every time she comes on stage and as Oprah says, love is in the details. Couldn't be more true.

And of course, the entire evening is hosted by me. I don't think I need to blurb myself. Blurb myself. That sounds dirty. I think I'll blurb myself after the show tonight. Maybe even blurb myself to sleep. Yeah. That sounds nice.

So that's that. COME!

In other news:

BITCH I LOVED THIS WEEK

THIS CHICK

Who: Good question. I have no idea who she is or where she's from. The only thing I do know is that on July 8th, 1993, she beat the unholy shit out of her no-good boyfriend and someone had the presence of mind to whip out their camcorder.
Why I Love Her: Yeah. This woman is EASILY the hottest bitch alive. High points of that video: When she drags him down the street on all fours with his shirt over his head and spectators yell "Walkin' the dawg!" and of course, when a little kid runs up to her and she says "Please do not show me dat at dis point in time". AMAZING.

BITCH I HATED THIS WEEK

LAUREN CLERI

Who: Ghastly whore who went on "Moment of Truth" (that show where people hook themselves up to a lie detector and answer crazily personal questions and jeopardize their relationships in hopes of winning some cash) and admitted to cheating on her husband. For admitting that, she won $100,000. The next question was "do you think you are a good person?". She answered 'yes'. According to the lie detector, bitch was lying. HA! She lost all the money... Since then she's done a slew of interviews and has admitted that she's surprised she's not rolling in acting offers.
Why I Hate Her: It's actually not the fact that she sold out her relationship and ruined her (now ex-)husband's life for blind financial opportunity that bothers me. It's the fact that that potato-headed bitch thought this would catapult her into a career in the entertainment industry. Barf.

K.

That's it for today.

I am so exhausted.

I'll be fresh as a daisy tonight, though.

COME TO BITCH SALAD!!! 8 PM TONIGHT!!! BUDDIES IN BAD TIMES - 12 ALEXANDER ST.!!! 8 FUCKING DOLLARS!!!

If you don't, you're a more horrible person than Lauren Cleri.

Unless you actually ARE Lauren Cleri and beyond the fact that you cheated on your husband and humiliated him and yourself on national television, you're also not planning on coming to Bitch Salad... well... may God have mercy on your soul...

--- Aj

Monday, March 03, 2008

Guess What I Won't Be Watching...

Hellohellohello.

Is everyone's ass sufficiently rocked from that Madonna track? I gathered as much.

So, Ellen Page on SNL. Yeah yeah yeah. I came home Saturday night lookin' and feelin' a HOT mess, grabbed me a bag of Quaker crispy minis and made short work of it. Initially, I found it very underwhelming and entirely unhillarious, but upon revisiting it in a sober state, I've concluded that it was actually quite funny.

The Dakota Fanning show is fucking genius.

Dakota: "Who's your current celebrity crush?"
Girl: "Umm, Zac Efron"
Dakota: "Mine's Charlie Rose!"

That Peter Pan sketch made me barf it was so ridiculous. The Diablo Cody by-way-of Andy Samberg thing was hysterical - and also potentially inspirational in terms of this year's Hallowe'en costume, by the by. Lovely to see Virginica Hasting, as per always ("I'm only 18!", "Inches?"). NOT lovely to see that Maya Rudolph has not yet returned. I've gotta tell ya, I'm holding my breath here. And it's not comfortable...

Obviously, the out and out highlight of the night was "The Other, OTHER Boleyn Girl" - a joke I had already made last week on my facebook status with respective photoshopping:


... But yeah. They did it on SNL. I can only assume that they took a page from me, though. Yeah? Yeah? No.

And of course the sketch that everyone's talking about - the very last sketch of the evening which everyone's touting as Ellen Page's big coming out moment:

I watched it and was like "Was that supposed to be funny? Or did she just spend 3 minutes unfunnily coming out?" Still unclear.

Anyway...

As I do, I was perusing tonight's television listings on the good old Zap2It.com - as I don't like to be left in the dark if a program of interest is on - and noted SEVERAL things on tonight that I won't be watching.

1.) My Dad Is Better Than Your Dad, 8 PM, City TV

Oh Jesus Christ. Really? Has it come to this? Fuck.

Yep. In the place of the awesomeness that was the second coming of American Gladiators, the suits at NBC dreamed up this little miracle... May God help us all...

A Mark Burnett creation, "MDIBTYD" will see four dads paired up with their kids compete in stunts, quizzes and general tomfoolery.

There are Four Rounds:

Round 1: 'My Dad Is Stronger'. Apparently in the first episode the challenge was to see the dads destroy desks for two minutes and who ever does the most damage wins. Yeah. I'm not kidding.

Round 2: 'My Dad Is Faster'. Same deal. My dad sure as fuck wouldn't win that challenge. When you drive with my father, every day is Sunday. Sheesh.

Round 3: 'My Dad Is Smarter'. This one's fucking genius... apparently they assume a quiz show format with questions popping up - only the kid rings their dad in, and dad has to answer the question. That's completely retarded.

Round 4: "My Dad Is Braver". From what I can tell, this is just sort of Round 1 + Round 2 combined. The first episode sees them carrying around a pane of glass trying to dodge newspapers that are being shot at them from the rival dad. It all just seems to be getting more retarded by the second...

Round 5: "My Dad Knows Me Best". Pretty self-explanatory. They get 10,000 bucks for each right answer.

Holy fuck. This shit just reeks of Americana... and that in itself smells like pig spunk. Fuck. Like for real - look up "Americana" and this fucking show should be referenced as the most accurate embodiment ever. They might as well have just televised a potato-sack race and called it a fucking day. Whatever.

2.) Toller Cranston: The Art of Being, 9 PM, Bravo

Let's not holler for Toller.

Oh Jesus. Toller Cranston makes me want to barf and cry at the same time - so profusely, that I don't know what's barf and what's tears.

Known as the godfather of Figure Skating, he's now a painter living in Mexico. Not like painting houses, mind you, but actually making art work.

Have you ever seen this assache in interviews? He's like this elfin prince from another realm. It absolutely drives me nuts.

Anyway - there's an hour-long fucking documentary on tonight about Toller, in the autumn of his years, and his art.

I have to imagine that it's going to be insufferable.

Something I WILL be watching, however...

Mr. & Mrs. Smith, 8 PM, Global

Oh hells yes. The movie that started it all.

I saw it in theatres years ago when it came out, which is very unlike me as I never venture to the theatre, let alone to see an action film.

But I did. It was smack dab in the middle of all the swirling rumours that they were together and Angelina sexily snatched Brad from America's sweetheart, Jennifer Aniston. I was sitting there, in a packed Cineplex with everyone else who was there for one reason and one reason only: because we felt that if we saw this movie, we might be granted some sort of insight into these rumours that would only be exclusive to us. Really, that's why everyone fucking went to that movie. To see if the chemistry was real.

And boy-o was it ever. Shit. The shit sizzled. And yeah, it's not a bad movie either. I'll probably take it in for a second time...

Something I'll DEFINITELY be watching:

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TOMORROW TOMORROW TOMORROW TOMORROW TOMORROW TOMORROW TOMORROW TOMORROW TOMORROW TOMORROW TOMORROW TOMORROW TOMORROW TOMORROW TOMORROW TOMORROW TOMORROW TOMORROW TOMORROW TOMORROW TOMORROW TOMORROW TOMORROW TOMORROW TOMORROW TOMORROW TOMORROW TOMORROW TOMORROW TOMORROW!!!

Yes.

If you don't come, I'll kill myself.

Then haunt you.

Specifically, you're asshole.

--- Aj

Saturday, March 01, 2008

This shit is gonna be HUGE...

... And no, this isn't just an asinine Bitch Salad post, but, since you brought it up:

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O-M-G - THREE DAYS!!! HOLY FUCK!!!

But yeah...

A little birdy posted a HIGH QUALITY RADIO RIP OF MADONNA'S LATEST OFFERING - "4 Minutes To Save The World" - that little three-way she had with Timbaland and Justin Timberlake.

Okay... this shit is potentially too hot to even exist at all.

Be prepared to hear nothing except this song for the next 6 months. Like I'm predicting this to blow up to "Umbrella-ella-ella-ella"-esque proportions. It is just gut-wretchingly, knee-bucklingly, ass-burstingly, earth-shatteringly, getting-fucked-up-against-a-chain-linked-fence amazing.

Do yourself the greatest favour you will do all year and download/listen to it HERE!

Right? Right? Awesome! Very contemporary. I was afraid when I had heard that she was trying to work in contemporary hip-hop I was bracing myself for another old-lady-tries-to-get-jiggy-with-it debacle a-la "American Life" - but NO. This shit is awesome.

And yes - it's a radio rip, off of a station that I have to assume is in France. But yeah...

Enjoy it while it lasts - I'm pretty certain that Madonna has scoured the earth and found the last remaining heads of the Nazi Gestapo and employed them to comb the Internet and find people who are un-legally sharing her music. (I don't believe sharing music is illegal... it's un-legal.)

Anyway - if you haven't already, and I know that 95% of you haven't, VOTE for the the Bitch You LOVED and HATED in February. Currently, Tina Fey and LeiLani Billard are battling it out for Bitch You Loved (sorry Darcel... maybe in another life), and it's a Hispanic hate-fest raging betwixt baby-killer Carmen Molina and genital-mutilation-by-way-of-canine-enthusiast Chola Cuchimuncho. VOTE!!!

I'm off - have a blissful Saturday!

--- Aj

Friday, February 29, 2008

That "Top 10 Supermodels who SHOULD have replaced Twiggy instead of Paulina BORE-oskova on ANTM" Blog

Happy Friday to y' and y'rs...

Firstly - thank you Kitchener. You're just lovely, lovely people. Last night's show was a blast and a half. And I finally got things cleared up as to exactly what separates Kitchener & Waterloo - it's a river and a few street signs, apparently. And not, as I had guessed, a wall that houses a communist city-state on one side and Westernized values on t'other.

Secondly - I can promise you this: starting today at 8 PM, I am going to sleep for 48 hours straight. I'm effin' wiped. I will only wake up to catch Ellen Page host SNL and resurface sometime Sunday night to prepare for the next installment of Bitch Salad -

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WHICH IS JUST 4 MOTHERFUCKING DAYS AWAY!!! AHHHH!!!

Thirdly - Okay. So I missed the mark HUGECORE last night on Idol. The only one of my predictions that came true was Jason Yaeger-Bomb. Who actually looked surprised. Jesus.

I was pleasantly surprised to see Robbie Carrico sent packing as well. My throat is that much more comfortable now knowing it won't have notions that Robbie's a ROCKER shoved down it constantly from now on.

On the girls side: SHOCKING. Well, sort of. I was really disappointed to see Alexandrea Lushington leave us... I really hate it when they sing songs that are really fitting when they depart - shit that all of a sudden becomes really literal. Such as "If You Leave Me Now". Or "Hopelessly Devoted To You" - the song that did supposed "dark horse" Alaina Alexander in.

Who the balls saw that one comin'? When Ryan brought her and the inexplicably sustaining Kady Malloy centre stage, everyone in the world was expecting Kady to be served her walking papers - no one more so than Kady, by the looks of it. The look on her face when she found out she was safe and t'was instead Alaina going home was priceless. PRICELESS. I swear to Christ I watched it like 13 times. It was like "I have so thoroughly accepted that I am going home this week... here comes my name... here comes my name... I'm going to thank my family and America for voting for me... then I'm going to sing "Magic Man" again, and it's going to suck again... I totally won't cry because I SO know that I'm going home... then, I'm going to go back to the hotel and pack my curling iron- WHAT THE FUCK?! I'M SAFE?!"

Then Alaina had a crackdown that y'haven't seen in a coon's age on that program. I thought she was gonna run off stage or something - it was awesome. Ahhh well. And that's done.

In other reality programming news, America's Next Top Model debuted its 10th season this past week, and it was revealed that the resident "oldest living supermodel" spot on the judge's panel is now occupied by Paulina Poroskova, who has now replaced Twiggy (who herself replaced Janice Dickinson).

Naturally, I'm not sold on this decision. Mind you, I was never a fan of Twiggy, but I was getting used to her I suppose. At least she was a bonafide fashion Icon, if not a crazy bitch like Janice.

But Paulina Poroskova?! She's fucking NEITHER! I can think of about a million choices that would have been more suitable and more effective to occupy the "eccentric retired supermodel with years of wisdom in the business to impart on fledgling pseudo-models".

And, since it's Friday - a day made for countdowns - here is my list of Top 10 Crazy, Old-As-Hell Retired Models Who SHOULD Have Replaced Twiggy Instead of Paulina BORE-oscova!!!

Some omissions before we begin: Supermodels already attached to fashion-reality shows (Heidi Klum, Elizabeth Hurley, Iman) are inelligable; Naomi Campbell is inelligable due to the fact that Tyra openly despises her; Giselle Bundchen is inelligable because I think she's a skank.

Annnnnd we begin -

10.) LINDA EVANGELISTA

Linda Evangelista clocks in at 42 years old and hails from St. Catherine's, Ontario, CANADA! WOO-HOO. She entered modelling in 1978 upon winning the Miss Teen Niagara Pageant - which, I have to assume was filled with some real fuckin' beauts... if you know the Niagara regian local aesthetic, I'm sure you can understand. Aaaanyway - she was one of the Big 5 Supermodels back in the day... along with Cindy Crawford, Naomi Campbell, Claudia Schiffer and Christy Turlington - her claims to fame include kick-starting the whole "women having short, boyish haircuts" movement, lip synching George Michael songs and speaking the now-infamous quote "I don't get out of bed for less than $10,000 a day". With blithe arrogance like that, I'm certain she would have been an asset at the ANTM judging table.

9.) JEAN SHRIMPTON

Jean Shrimpton is 65 years old and comes to us from Buckinghamshire, England. A staple of Londontowne in the swinging 60's, "The Shrimp" help make the emaciated, working class waif the gold standard that all models must abide by since. "But wait, aren't you talking about Twiggy?" Yeah... her and Twiggy are pretty much interchangable. They rose to fame at pretty much the same time in pretty much the same place for pretty much the same reasons. Her claim to fame, besides inventing anorexia, is that she wore the first miniskirt... EVER! Apparently bakc in 1965 she went to this huge hoity-toity sporting affair wearing a white skirt that went - *GASP* - above the knee. This was a huge fucking deal at the time. It spurred a revolution. Skanks have been rejoicing ever since. Seeing as her and Twiggy are basically the same person, and she'd have that whole "I wore the first mini-skirt EVER" thing going for her, I can't see her being out of place on the ANTM panel.

8.) CAROL ALT

Carol Alt rings in at 47 years old and hails from Long Island, NY. Rocketing to fame in the early 90's via the Sport Illustrated sensation, Carol is yet another model who claims to be the first super model - she claims that title was given to her by then-head of Elite Models blah blah blah. She's gone on to star in a bunch of movies (mostly European for whatever reason) and wrote a book about the Raw diet - all raw foods, all the time. Currently, she can be seen proving her business acumen and tussling with Z-Listers Omorosa and Stephen Baldwin in the final episodes of The Celebrity Apprentice (a show that I swear to Christ I'm the only person watching). Opinionated and clearly at ease in a reality show environment, I think Carol would be a welcome addition to the ANTM inner circle.

7.) VERUSCHKA

Countess Vera von Lehndorff-Steinort, better known as Veruschka, is 68 years old and was born into an affluent family in Prussia (now Russia). Her father was a Nazi resister and tried (and failed) to assassinate Adolf Hitler! Well Adolf didn't take too kindly to that and had her father hanged. She spent many years in various labor camps until the end of the war, that then saw her study art in Hamburg. She was discovered by a photographer whilst there and her career as a model took off under her mysterious moniker "Veruschka". Towards the end of the 70's, she moved away from modelling and into the art world, becoming one of Salvador Dali's muses. From what I can gather, she had quite a penchant for body painting. Anyway - the woman's batshit nuts, peaked during the cocaine and art scene of the late 1970's and still looks good at almost 70. Isn't that more than enough reason to add her to the Top Model panel?

6.) JERRY HALL

Jerry Hall is 52 years old and hails from Mesquite, Texas. Weird, right? I always thought she was British. She's kind of got a British accent. That's kinda fucked. Annnnyballs - this 6-foot stunner is yet another model who came of age in the fast and nasty 1970's, starting by treading the catwalks of Paris and eventually repping makeup giants like Revlon - but it's undoubtably her penchant for rock stars that have brought her most of her notoriety. Specifically, her turbulent decades-long affair with Mick Jagger. They finally stopped kidding themselves and called it quits for good a few years back, despite the fact that they share 4 children together. Of late, Jerry starred in her own reality show entitled "Kept" - which saw her put a dozen bachelors through charm school intending to annoit one as her new mate... yeah, it was fucking horrible. I think I watched 3 minutes of one episode and was like 'THIS SUCKS!' More of late: she's now the global spokesperson for erectile aid Levitra. Anyway, she's crazy, she's a total bitch, she's a fame wore and she's lived hard. I couldn't think of a better fit for ANTM.

Palette Cleanser: DONYALE LUNA

Peggy-Anne Freeman, otherwise known as Donyale Luna, was born in 1945 in the Detroit projects (directly around the corner from Stevie Wonder, Diana Ross and Smokey Robinson, I'd have to assume. All those folks grew up around the block from each other back then, I swear...) Donyale was a big fucking deal when she broke in the mid-60's. At 6"2 and unimaginably thin, she was the muse of the greatest artists of her time: Warhol, Avedon, Fillini... the list goes on. She was the first black cover girl EVER - appearing on Harper's Bazaar and Vogue back in the mid 60's. But all was not right upstairs - described as 'always being in a dreamlike state' as a child, she developed an affinity for LSD and things just went to shit. Towards the end of her career, she started to develop some very erratic behaviour that included but is not limited to missing bookings, going everywhere barefoot and even speaking in her own alien language - shit that really is what dreams are made of in terms of having a crazy bitch judge on a modelling competition. Unfortunately that dream will never be realized as Luna passed away in 1979 at 34 years old.

5.) PEGGY MOFFITT

Peggy Moffit is a lucky 69 years old, heralds from California and is easily the hottest bitch alive. Alongside visionary and co-hort Rudi Gernreich, Peggy became the poster girl for the avant-garde Mod movement and, I'm quite certain, could see her 20-year-old self walk into any hipster fete wearing any of the clothes that she did back then and easily make Vice Magazine's "Do's" each and every time. Her signature look was very signature: heavy eye makeup inspired by Japanese Kabuki theatre and a modified bowl cut known at the time as "the five point". This woman is fucking awesome - LOOK AT HER! I'm still not sure that the world has caught up to her. She's clearly got an eye for what's next AND she's CLEARLY not afraid to go outside looking a busted mess, so for fuck sakes Tyra, PUT HER ON THAT PANEL!

4.) LAUREN HUTTON

Lauren Hutton is a big, bad 64 years old and hails from Charleston, North Carolina. The woman who many people stand in consensus with being the original supermodel, she was the first model to score a contract with a major costmetic chain and promote herself as a brand. Her healthy, earthly, All-American-girl image was a huge shit deal when it hit, and she parlayed that into a reasonably successful stint in film. A self-proclaimed "adventuress" and avid motorcylist, Hotton's lived fast and hard, suffering some significant injuries and had more than a few near-death experiences - Read: She's insane in the membrane. Read: She's perfect as a judge on ANTM. I'm actually really surprised that this one hasn't come to fruition... hmmm...

3.) CARMEN DELL'OREFICE

Giving Peggy Moffitt a run for her money for hottest bitch alive, Carmen Dell'Orefice is a whopping 77 YEARS OLD and comes from New York. Talk about aging gracefully - still treading the catwalks and mugging for the cameras, this septugenarian has vowed to "die with my high heels on". She had her first Vogue cover at age 15 and has been working steadily since. I'd have to imagine someone with a career that spans 7 decades might have a pearl of wisdom or two to impart in the ANTM world.

2.) GRACE JONES

Ohhhhhh shit. 59-year-old Grace Mendoza is originally from Jamaica, but relocated to Syracuse and became Grace Jones soon thereafter. After a stint in Paris (in which she roomed with fellow list-er, Jerry Hall) she moved to New York and because of her bizarre, cutting-edge, androgynous appearance, became the toast of the downtown subculture. A record-deal and modest yet impacting career as a recording artist followed - largely with dance music. This lasted, believe it or not, for three decades or so. Also dabbling in movies, her more prominent credits include "Boomerang" with Eddie Murphy and the unforgettable Mayday in "James Bond: A View To A Kill". She's a tastemaker and an iconic image, plain and simple. She's got balls six ways to Sunday. She's be absolutely perfect...

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1.) JANICE DICKINSON

Oh hells to the yes. Biggest mistake ever? Getting rid of Janice Dickinson in the first place. No one could possibly do it like Janice, a fact that's not lost on her absolutely amazing reality show, "The Janice Dickinson Modelling Agency". If you haven't seen this show, youtube it. You must. It's amazing. Easily better than America's Next Top Model ever was. No one could cuss a girl out or blithely champion a blatantly anorexic girl like Janice. And I doubt anyone ever will.

Annnyway... looks like we're stuck with Paulina BORE-oskova for a while. Oh well.

In other news:

VOTE! For the Bitch YOU Loved In February HERE! And for the Bitch YOU Hated in February HERE!

Polls close on Monday!!!

I'm off to nap...

--- Aj

Thursday, February 28, 2008

Idol Predictions...

I'm going to have to positively clip through this today.

Tonight, I'm doing a fundraiser in Kitchener. It's for their annual Pride festivities. Whoa whoa whoa - I know, hold the effin' phone - THERE ARE GAY PEOPLE IN KITCHENER?! I was amazed to find that out as well. We'll see exactly how many tonight.

Anyway - IDOL. GO!

Firstly, this week's theme was 70's. Last week's was the 60's. I can only assume that next week's will indeed be the greatest decade ever committed to music - THE 80'S. It better be! Keep it chronological, motherfuckers!

Secondly, this week's pre-performance interview theme was "something that would surprise the American public about you". It wasn't always so surprisingly.

Boys

Michael Johns likes tennis. It's his escape, apparently. As such, he's been needing to play a lot of it. Oh Jesus I don't know how I even stayed awake whilst writing that. He sang Fleetwood Mac's "Go Your Own Way", a reasonably awesome song. Is it just me or does he always go sliiightly under the big notes? Kind of cheats them. And furthermore, is it just me, or does he look like Rob Lowe in that photo?

Jason Castro still rules. Smart move bringing out the guitar two weeks in a row -really. He had 0.0 screen time before this, so he needs to establish himself and make up for a lot of lost time - so I'd recommend he keep bringing out that damned guitar until they literally have to pry it out of his hands. LOVED him this week. Thought it was a very sincere performance. I find that he's the only guy that I actually anticipate, so I hope he's around for a while.

Luke Menard sucks. Holy fuck does he suck. His take on "Killer Queen" made me uneasier than I've been since my bout with pseudo-dysentery circa last May. Him revealling his acapella-group roots didnt' exactly do him any favours either.

Robbie Carrico turns into more and more of a douchebag with each passing second. He should have traded in Foreigner's "Hot Blooded" for Terry Jacks' "Seasons In The Sun" - that would have been a better fit. Seriously, this bitch isn't even rock 'n roll enough to play 'Roger' in a Rhode Island Community College production of Rent. And no one fucking cares about your ferver for drag racing - stop trying to pander to the Nascar set!

Danny Noriega is fierce. That's all there is to it. I was trying to resist, but I've since given up. I'm just so happy that someone as blatantly flamboyant and bizarre has been given the public access that American Idol provides. And he can sing, too. I hope for 80's week he sings something by The Culture Club. Preferably "I'll Tumble For Ya".

David Hernandez has kind of got drag queen arms. His version of "Papa Was A Rolling Stone" was not without its charm and power, but he's a little too serious for my liking. If he could just break off a teency, teency piece of Danny's sense of humour and stop doing everything with life-or-death intensity, I'd like him a bit more.

I'd prefer it if Jason Yaeger refrains from looking at or speaking to me. The sort of born-again-Christian Charlie Sheen-vibe he exudes permeates my being. And I lose sleep over that. That was a farce. Doobie Brothers? Bitch, please. And that little 'closing gesture' he used to bring it on home sealed his fate, methinks.

Chikezie is the only black dude. He looks like one of The Klumps. Or perhaps one of Eddie's best friend on Family Matters. I really don't find him exceptional. I find him very ordinary, which is part of his charm. I find people rooting for him because he's so "guy-behind-the-desk-at-Kinko's" blue-collar amateur. Meh. He'll survive this week but his days are definitely numbered.

David Cook is a self-proclaimed "word nerd". He enjoys crossword puzzles, word searces, junior jumbles, fuckin' hours spent playing Scrabbulous, and watching televised spelling bee's. He busted out his axe this week on Free's "Alright Now" and did a pretty decent job of it. The sass-talking to Simon kind of fell flat - kind of REALLY fell flat. And Simon seemed to take it pretty hardly, too. Because he has feelings. Lots of them. Seriously though, David might want to cool off on the 'tude. It's what took last season's Chris Sligh from front-runner to 9th place finisher in a heartbeat.

David Archuleta is currently America's boner juice. People love this kid. I established yesterday that while I empathize with them, I don't sympathize with them. I can understand but can't relate kinda-thing. One thing that I feel very strongly about discussing: that part in his intro video where he reminisces fondly about running into the Top 10 from first season (including Kelly Clarkson, most notably, and Jim Verraros, least notably) when he was 12 or so, and serenaded them with "And I Am Telling You" from Dreamgirls. Did anyone else find that extremely uncomfortable and embarassing? Hearing this 12-year-old helium voice belting out a Dreamgirls song in a hotel lobby unprompted? I found it so uncomf! And embarassing! Like when a retarded person enthusiastically and loudly alerts you that your shoe is untied on the subway... "SIR! YOUR SHOE IS UNTIED! SIR! SIR! SIR! YOUR SHOE!!!"... I only mention that because it totally happened to me today... ughhh it's so embarassing... you just fucking look around and notice everyone else looking at you thinking "Thank Christ that's not happening to me"... and then you need to tie it in front of them and they fucking clap afterwards and GAH I can't handle it... ANYBALLS - that's how I felt watching a tiny(er) David Archuleta serenading the first season Idols. Of course his performance was fine. He's definitely the front-runner at this point.

Girls

Carly Smithson is amazing. Even before the night became as a dreadful as t'was, I was like "holy fuck... this bitch is top notch". "Crazy On You"? Really? Note-for-note perfection, anyone? Really? Yes, yes, yes and yes. And her interview package was the definition of adorable. Can anyone make a fucking shamrock in the foam of a Guiness? *no one raises their hand* I didn't think so.

Syesha Mercado grows underwhelming-er week to week. Last week established that she's a bitch. This week established that she's an actress and singing's her way of "standing out from the herd". Then she went and sang "Me and Mr. Jones" and it sucked parrot balls. I swear - if next week is 80's song, and you don't do Whitney Houston's "How Will I Know", it's all over. Consider that a warning.

Brooke White is not all she's cracked up to be. Yes, her ethereal singer-songwriter schtick is unique within this competition, but not in the music industry. There are aboundingly more talented versions of Brooke out there. But meh, there are also aboundingly less talented versions of Brooke out there, so gabba gabba hey - live ya life. I think she really sounds like Loretta Lynn. If there's a country theme, maybe she can sing some Loretta Lynn song like "Coal Miner's Daughter" or "Fist City" or "Ain't Nothin' Cuter Than A Fat Country Baby Eatin' Peaches Off A Hardwood Floor" or some country gem like that shit...

Ramiele Malubay turned in a performance exactly no better or no worse than any karaoke performance I've ever seen by a musically competent Phillipino or Phillipina. She's got a lovely voice, but it was such an incredibly middling performance that wouldn't have even been the highlight of a college karaoke night.

I'm sure in the culture from whence she comes, the clothes that Kristy Lee Cook wore last night are nothing short of holy vestments; haute couture niceties that speak three words - "I have arrived". Yeah, not in my world. WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU WEARING?! Bitch looks like an extra in a Vegaboys video/the skanks at all my high school dances. Beyond that, she did a serviceable-if-detached version of one of my all-time favourite songs, Linda Ronstadt's "You're No Good". No Kristy, you're not.

Amanda Overmyer ate it hard last night. I know the world at large loves her on principle - she's the first authentic female rocker the show's had - but I'm not certain that'll be enough to save her after last night's debacle on Kansas' "Carry On My Wayward Son". Indeed, she had some rather... bombastic dance moves, but I just don't see how anyone could reason voting for her after that performance and more specifically, that hair...

Alaina Alexander truly is the darkhorse of this competition. I don't think the bitch is half-bad, to be perfectly honest... Her voice is sort of reminiscent of a raspier Kelly Clarkson (well, except Kelly had a habit of actually staying on key), but there are definitely glimmers there. If she can somehow escape the cursedly bad songs she's been selecting ("Hopelessly Devoted To You"? WTF) she just might have a chance...

My love for Alexandrea Lushington knows absolutely no bounds. Holy fuck. As if she sang Chicago's "If You Leave Me Now"... actually, come to think of it, the songs that have been selected by the girls this week largely mirror first year University and everyone developing half-tongue-in-cheek obsessions with classic rock/AM Radio. "Crazy On You", "Carry On My Wayward Son", "Magic Man" and this little treasure by Chicago. I actually think she did a really good job, despite the fact that the judges - and even Alexandrea herself - didn't think so. I think it's time to switch up the cargo pants, however...

Kady Malloy is doomed. DOOMED. She had a dagger hanging over her head suspended by a cobweb after last week, and last night it easily snapped. Although her version of Heart's "Magic Man" wasn't the greatest crime ever committed against humanity, it sure wasn't great. She was missing precisely 4 of the ballsacks you need to come within footsteps of Ann and Nancy Wilson. And what the balls is with that earth stone kaftan she was wearing? Bahhh...

Asia'H Epperson needs to get rid of that damned 'H' on the end of her first name. What the fuck is that supposed to be about? I agreed with everything out of Simon's mouth - the song was WAY too big for her and laid her limitations bare. You don't want to do that on American Idol. But so often they do - their heads get so far up their ass, they think they can do a 'passable' version of this song or that song despite the fact that they're light years away from equalling yer Celine's or yer Whitney's, and now you know how far they can't go. At least she's pronouncing her consonants this week, though.

Gone:

Fuck. I wouldn't be surprised to see any of the girls except Carly and/or Brooke in danger. It really could be 8 of them going home. Buuut, I'm going to go out on a limb and say that Kady and either Ramiele or Amanda are done.

On the other hand, I'm going to come back from that limb I just went out on, stay very close to the trunk and predict that Luke Menard and Jason Yaeger will be bleating their swan songs on the boys' side.

Time will tell...

Time will tell...

Another thing time will tell?

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AHHHHHHH!!! 5 DAYS AWAY!!! 5 DAYS AWAY!!! 5 DAYS AWAY!!!

I'm off to Kitchener. I hope it's nice.

--- Aj

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

That "Millennials" Blog

Cowboys, Indians,

So typically I'd reserve my Idol-dishing for tomorrow and just get it all out in one big spooge session, but I feel the need to comment, if ever so briefly, about David Archuleta.

K... sorry... I don't get it. Well, I get it in the sense that people are batshit nuts over him... he's ignited a firestorm of pillow-humping amongst tweenage girls and their desperate 40-something mothers that borrow each other's clothes. I get that part of it.

But no - I don't get it. I didn't think his version of "Imagine" was all that gripping. Yes he's got a pleasant little voice that would surely be the high point of any glee club. And yes, an adorable little baby face. But guess what people - HE'S GOING TO GROW UP. He ain't gon' be cute f'eva, y'all.

While I was watching last night I was like "Who the fuck does he remind me of Who the fuck does he remind me of" and I hit it - HAL SPARKS. He looks exactly like former host of Talk Soup turned star of Queer As Folk Hal mothafuckin' Sparks. So before you throw your support behind the ever-so-cherubic present-day David Archuleta, go 'head and aks y'self - are you willing to buy his fucking records twenty-some-odd years from now when he looks like THAT?! (I'm of course referring to the pic of Hal on the left).

I'm guessing not.

Anyway...

INTERESTING, INTERESTING READ: http://www.cbsnews.com/stories/2007/11/08/60minutes/main3475200.shtml

In short, it quaintly categorizes the generation known as "Mellennials".

Also referred to as "The 'Me' Generation", "The MTV Generation" or "The Baby Boom Echo" it does a bang up job categorizing anyone born betwixt the years 1980 to 1995.

Take the very first paragraph:

"There are about 80 million of them, born between 1980 and 1995, and they're
rapidly taking over from the baby boomers who are now pushing 60. They were
raised by doting parents who told them they are special, played in little
leagues with no winners or losers, or all winners. They are laden with trophies
just for participating and they think your business-as-usual ethic is for the
birds. And if you persist in the belief you can, take your job and shove it."
Throughout this article I kept saying "YES! HOLY FUCK YES! THAT'S SO ME/US"...

We truly are the generation who only takes 'yes' for an answer, and although I can't relate to the whole 'rewarding just for participating thing' as much as the majority of those who were ardently involved in athletics growing up - the expectation to continue being rewarded for just showing up is very prevalent.

Some points that stood out:

- The fact that more than half of Post-Secondary grads move home/rely on parent's support after grad... something that would have been shameful for Baby Boomers or Generation X, but is actually seen as a smart economical decision by us.

- It's no longer negative to have many jobs on your resume within a year. It's more representative of exploring and adapting than it is failure...

- We believe adolescence ends at 30 and middle age starts at 60.

- We put friends, family and lifestyle ahead of "blind careerism". After seeing our parents struggle and sacrificing so much to achieve middle-class security, we're simply not interested in doing the same. A lot of people saw their parents screwed by the system - be it the company, the government - so the idea of showing loyalty or investing trust into either of said entities seems downright retarded to us... I know that's something I learned the hard way... the first job I had in the city screwed me six ways to Sunday after I went all sorts of extra miles for it, and now when the job I currently have even merely suggested that do more than was initially established that I do, I made things very clear that's not what I'm here for and how expendable the circumstances were... Boomers or even X-er's would have NEVER dreamed of doing that...

- In terms of bosses, we need them to be more of a coach to maximize effectiveness out of us. And if there's too much cold barking orders, we'll walk in a milisecond and good luck getting someone to replace us.

Now, I mean this doesn't speak for everyone. There are always going to be jobs where you'll do anything for, and are lucky if you can get your foot in the door of... Anna Wintour's assistant, for example. And fuck you if you're a millennial or not. I know that none of these generational rules apply in the entertainment industry - the last great bastion of blithe and blatant racial/gender/sexual orientation/disability discrimination - and that'll become clear to you after about three milliseconds after getting into it. So at least that's... grounding...

A point that they didn't delve into nearly enough - clearly, this article was written by a Boomer of Gen X-er, ha - was how inherently multi-tasking this generation is. We're the first generation that was raised with multi-screens which chopped up our attention spans - we can read, listen, watch, and write at the same time. Also, because of the internet, we're surely the most communicative, entrepreneurial (or entrepreneusial), tolerant-to-other-cultures and eager-to-question-authority generation so far. I'd have to imagine anyway.

Anyway... that's something to think about...

In other news:

Well well well... looks like Brangelina's expecting again. There's no keeping THAT bump a secret - am I right? Shoot.


In other, other news:

AHHHHH!!! 6 DAYS AWAY!!! HOLY SHIT!!!

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In other, other, other news:

Continue to vote for the Bitch YOU Loved in February HERE and the Bitch YOU Hated in February HERE!!!

Tight,

--- Aj