Wow, I almost made it through the whole season without seeing American Idol once. We made a point of watching the finale, though. I don't know the background of any of the performers, not even Big Pointy-Haired Guy or Little Pointy-Haired Guy. Neither's voice made me want to know more about them. However I read later one of them is gay. That made me think of Elton John.
In the early '70s, Elton John had one place in my neurons: he was the guy who came out. He said, on the record, that he was bisexual. A few years later he stepped on to all gay, all day. I loved that bit of information about his sexuality, especially since I was cripplingly shy at that time. How can a shy person not love someone who owns who he is enough to tell Rolling Stone?
In the '80s I heard the effect of flashbulbs on his photosensitive epilepsy is what led to the giant sunglasses, but that wasn't as impressive as his casual honesty about his sexuality.
And of course, all talks of music and honesty and celebrity come around to BNL. BNL2.0 is breaking my heart. First of all the BNL blog is down "temporarily." Twitter is new, though, and they have been twittering several times a day about their new album.
"Hello from the studio! Tweaking things, and getting ready to record our first song. "Summertime" is the jam. Gigs were nuts."
"Wow. Got that one! On to "Hold On"... we gotta change some titles! Kev's turn to sing. 2 guys walk in to a bar... and ROCK!!!!"
"Day 2. Jim is punching in some bass on the chorus cause he's a little on top. Ty is fat in the pocket. Blood Red Moon. Locusts Buzzing."
"It's a 2 bed day! MPW is going to cut something together. Holdin it down for the BOOF BOOF BAFF BOOF BAFF"
"Studio Computer CRASH!!! Yikes. We're preparing for A Creeggan joint. "On the Lookout". Killer vibe, me on Bass! Mac... please come back"
I should be excited. And grateful. But I feel like I'm a business stakeholder getting my daily status report.
Ed: Yeah. We need to ROCK!!!! Did you get that memo? Tyler: Yeah. I got the memo. And I understand the policy. And the problem is just that I forgot the one time. How many exclamation points is it again? Jim: (distractedly) Guys, I'm trying to rock here. Kevin: We need to talk about the TPS reports and the level to which they do or do not rock.
Granted, they also supply video evidence of the rocking. And I do love seeing how the sausage is made. As long as it isn't Ed's sausage, because I've seen it and the possibility of dying of internal injuries is a huge turn-off, thank you.
On the other hand, Steven counters with photos of his ass crack as he tries on his girlfriend's clothes.
Status updates, ass crack, status updates, ass crack. Ass crack wins. Oh, and make your own crack joke here. At the end of last month Steven Page and the girls made it through six months of passing drug tests and were officially de-convicted of any crime, and the air was thick with the silence of the un-ringing of the bells.
Ass crack wins every time.
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
I had stopped following the ass crack (have not seen til now -wow.) I had made the decision to live and let live and one day- if his ass crack came to town to perform , I'd be happy to see it. But yes- the many tweets of the the 4 - pull back into the mucky fray of it all. I'd rather wait, hear the album and hope the 4 come to town to perform and be happy to see them. I may stop following them too. Too much technology sometimes. Familiarity can breed contempt - or at least boredom - so a little distance for me is the right way to go. Say no to crack.
Posted by: Kelly Light | May 21, 2009 at 01:42 PM
Kelly Light - You kill me. The crack is addictive. Then again, so were the podcasts. The twits, no, not so much. Hope I didnt get you hooked on the crack again.
Posted by: TheQueen | May 21, 2009 at 02:06 PM
Well, i don't have an ass crack joke but I can say that when ever i am getting the kids ready and I am relaxed about it, instead of doing the loving motherly finger wagging . . . . .I say, did you remember your shoes? Your back pack??
OK NOW WHO LEFT THEIR BUTT? i can see YOU left your butt still in the bed! GET THAT BUTT ON!!
and they both turn in circles like they are looking for their butts. and they giggle and we all giggle fun :)
butts are just the best!!
Posted by: Mrs Hall | May 21, 2009 at 09:19 PM
Mrs Hall - I confess, I went with ass because I was unclear on how many t's in butt. I'm going to use that butt-get ready thing with Gary.
Posted by: TheQueen | May 21, 2009 at 10:41 PM
I'm still being drawn to the ass-crack for voyeuristic reasons that I'm not proud of. Sometimes I even creep myself out.
I loved the podcasts, so much.
I'm bored by the studio twittering. I agree with Kelly Light's comment about familiarity. But I can't wait until June when I see the 4 for the first time.
Did you know Ed's sausage has been discussed on Loveline? Years ago they were guests of Dr. Drew's and there was actual discussion of the need to make accommodations in regards to postioning, etc. because of the size. So as not to HURT the wife. So it's nice to know he's considerate with the sausage. Also a little creepy that I have that stored in my brain...
Posted by: Kristie | May 22, 2009 at 07:54 AM
Thanks for ruining perfectly wonderful Leonard Cohen lyrics.
Twat.
Posted by: #3 | May 22, 2009 at 02:23 PM
Kristie - I think I'd get a bladder infection just by being in the same bedroom with the sausage.
3 - Can you hear him singing in your mind? Anthem is pretty recent. When will you turn on Billy Joel, when he gets old?
Posted by: TheQueen | May 22, 2009 at 11:09 PM
I named my '79 Camaro "Billy". Yes, I will listen to Billy Joel sing nearly any song of his prior to River of Dreams.
Posted by: #3 | May 24, 2009 at 10:50 PM
3 - I heard his Carnegie Hall performance two days ago. He sounded lovely.
Posted by: TheQueen | May 25, 2009 at 10:16 PM