Blair Shows No Remorse, Bin Laden Augurs More Conflict, Jedward Achieve Success, Alex Reid Wins BB, and Music Continues to Die Slow and Painful Death…

Osama bin Laden prophesies more conflict. Alex Reid wins Big Brother. Jedward hit No.2 in the singles charts. It’s the end of civilisation as we know it. Run for the hills; get down to your private bunkers, and forsake this mad, doomed world. The four horsemen are galloping into town, even as we speak…

Alexandra Burke is bad enough, but how in Hades did those Evil Irish Twins convince people to BUY their track? I’ll admit to a soft spot for the original Vanilla Ice version of ‘Ice, Ice Baby’, but this new version (which monstrously includes elements of the original original Queen song) is the most tasteless, talentless piece of bantha fodder this side of Jabba the Hutt’s faecal discharges. Clearly the dregs of the music buying population are at their all-time lowest standard of judgement; Cheryl Cole could fart into an amplifier and it’d be guaranteed the No.1 spot, at this point.

And have all these people failed to notice that the Evil Irish Twins don’t actually DO anything on the track, other than jump up and down a lot? Vanilla Ice is the only half-talented thing in the entire affair.

As for Cowell’s cynical shepherding together of ‘artists’ (translation: a collection of X-Factor contestants, plus the senile and overrated Rod Stewart) to rape and pillage a classic piece of music (specifically, REM’s ‘Everybody Hurts’)… I’ll bite my tongue on that one, on account of it being a fundraiser for the Haitian relief efforts.

So, anyway, that covers the ongoing slow and painful death of the music industry…

Popular culture in general continues to march to the rythmless beat of Katie Price’s drum. Quite why Alex Reid won Big Brother is something of a mystery (all he did, as far as I could see, was get naked a lot and sound stupid); but the great Jordan, never one to miss a trick or a profit, promptly married him (in a quick and ‘quiet’ ceremony – which, needless to say, also included photographers from a celebrity magazine). That bandwagon got to her so phenomenally quickly, it must have been drawn by the same lions that drew Mark Antony’s chariot.

Seriously, Katie Price and Simon Cowell should surely join forces; they’d be unstoppable. They could own and run the entire mainstream media within a year, tops.

As for the Iraq inquiry and Tony Blair’s recent grilling; why is everyone so shocked or disappointed that he didn’t ‘apologise’ for the invasion of Iraq? Why would he apologise for something he felt was the right decision? And, regardless of whether he was right or wrong, why would you WANT someone to apologise for doing what they BELIEVED to be right?

Another very popular world figure is has just recently released his latest video message to the West. Bin Laden has indicated that there’ll be no peace until there is first peace in Palestine. There’ll be no peace, then…

Well, not unless someone goes back through time to the First World War and prevents the British government from stealing someone’s country and giving it to someone else – and all on the basis of a few Biblical passages. Though, of course, we wouldn’t want to get mixed up in temporal complications and predestination paradoxes. Anyone who watches Star Trek knows full well that it’s unwise to mess with the past.

Of course, given considerable evidence that Osama bin Laden has actually been dead for about seven years, one has to wonder who that fellow is who keeps recording these messages.

If Bin Laden truly is long deceased, then the real threat to our civilisation remains Simon Cowell and Katie Price…

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How RATM Stole Christmas. Plus Dracula Rocks, and American Movie Star Converts Katie Price’s Gigolo Cagefighter to the Lord Jesus (Amen)…

The snow’s come and gone, and what a lovely gift it was… apart from all the slipping, breaking of collar bones, snail’s-pace traffic jams, and general freezing to death. But wasn’t it pretty? The answer is… no, not really. The only time snow is pretty is on Christmas Eve; unfortunately, we had the snow (and, worse, the ice) every day APART from Christmas Eve. The weather fairies, it seems, are growing increasingly incompetent. And now we’re told more of the Arctic shafting is on its way.

But Christmas 2009 was made gleeful all the same by Rage Against the Machine making Christmas No.1 – possibly the single most unlikely event since Greece robbed Luis Figo of the 2004 European Championships. It was a glorious victory for music, made all the more worthwhile just to hear the middle-aged viewers calling into GMTV and expressing their outrage at ‘poor Joe what’s-his-face’ being unfairly robbed of his No.1 spot, and having the dreary GMTV presenters look into the screen in all seriousness and ask ‘is it right?’ for this to have happened? Well, it did happen. In your face, children.

Speaking of hard rock, mystifying news has broken that Sir Christopher Lee is releasing a heavy metal album – which qualifies as the most unlikely event since Rage Against the Machine made Christmas No.1. Seriously, the prospect of hearing Dracula/Count Dooku taking lead vocals on a collection of metal numbers is a little bit fascinating, and might even eclipse some of those confusingly compelling spoken-word epics by the likes of William Shatner and Leonard Nimoy.

The present Celebrity Big Brother, we’re told, is the final one. I’m not sure I understand why, when viewing figures are so high and there’s no shortage of third-rate celebrities apparently willing to be subjected to its manipulations. Channel 4 dropping it would make about as much sense as the BBC dropping Johnothan Ross. Oh, wait…

I’m not a supporter of reality TV in general, but Big Brother has always been the exception to me, tending to provide some genuinely interesting television. Granted, it might work out to only about ten minutes of good television for every five hours of footage; but that’s still better than anything ITV has churned out. Generally, the first week (especially the always overblown hullaballoo of the launch nights) tends to be mind-numbingly dull; but then, typically, by the second week the dynamics have become far more interesting.

We’ve had Stephanie Beecham proving that a woman in her sixties can be significantly more sexy than girls more than half her age.  We’ve had the infinitely interesting Heidi Fleiss. We’ve had Stephen Baldwin proving to be the first ever entertaining AND inoffensive Bible-basher. And we’ve got the massively overrated Vinnie Jones revealing himself to be a grim, whiney old man. Why does everyone keep pretending that Vinnie Jones is some kind of great cultural figure? He was NEVER that good a footballer, and he’s even less adept at acting (pretty much playing yourself in a few films does NOT make you Peter O’Toole).

Still, the point is this; what other show could create a televisual moment as bizzare as having one of the Baldwin brothers hold hands with Alex Andre (that’s his name, right?) and having him summon the Lord Jesus into his life? Katie Price must’ve been choking on her piles of money – the LAST person she wants showing up in her life is the Son of God.

If anything, the normal Big Brother (the one that goes on for six months at a time and is populated by desperate and slightly retarded attention-seekers from really bad night-clubs) is the one that should be axed, while the celebrity version (which, let us remember, has managed over the years to entice the likes of George Galloway, Dennis Roddman, Pete Burns, TWO Jacksons, and now an evangelising Baldwin) could continue for one month a year.

And since we’re on the subject of celebrities, how on earth did a talentless mop of blonde hair like Jessica Simpson wind up coupled with one of the greatest geniuses in rock history; aka, Billy Corgan from the Smashing Pumpkins? They’d be about as well matched as Osama bin Laden and Miss Piggy.

PS; if anyone’s thinking of stealing that idea of Bin Laden and Ms Piggy as the basis for a sitcom, back off – I’m getting it copyrighted, ASAP…

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