Showing posts with label disappointment. Show all posts
Showing posts with label disappointment. Show all posts

Friday, April 15, 2011

Response the Kesha's BLOW

First of all, dealing with Kesha, my first thought at hearing the title was that this song was aboout cocaine. I was wrong.
I don't know what the heck the song or video is about.
First of all, I really don't like Kesha. She's dirty, she can't sing, her songs are dumb. But frankly, I got up early this morning and both MTV and VH1 were showing the video. And even then I don't know why I was watching either of those.
Anyways, this video, much liked drunk dollar sign girl herself, is ridiulous. What with Mr. Hot dude, making out with unicorns and rainbows, and the whole breakdown convo thing. What the heck. Makes no sense, and not in a Gaga way.
My suggetions for Kesha is that she:
1. Take a bath.
2. Get some voice lessons
3. Stop brushing her teeth with Jack Daniels.
4. Get some help
5. Re-start her career when her life is back under control.
6. Take another bath (we must instill cleanliness in her)
7. Write some good party music, not bad party music (You can take Kesha out of the party, but you can't take the party out of Kesha)
8. Get her a better video director.

What is it with our fascination with drunk crazy people? I'm moving to Mars.

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Waking Sleeping Beauty

So, as I've stated before, I'm somewhat of a Tim Burton fantic. And a Pixar fanatic (Chicken Little is my homeboy)
So I was looking for another movie to rent and I found what looked to be an awesome documentary called Waking Sleeping Beauty.
I almost died when it credited John Lasseter and Tim Burton right next to each other.
So I rent the movie, watch it all the way through, and give a huge sigh.
I have one question to the people who credited the movie.
So, if you get approximatly four scenes with two of the people mentioned (two for each visionary), can they really be credited as actors in the movie!?!?!?!
I swear, I got ten second facefuls of two of my favorite directors pretty much twice during the movie.
Don't get me wrong, WSB was a good documentary, I just wish they would've spread it out more equally. It spent way too much time on the fighting big wigs at the time. I felt it set this huge goal that the directors were MILES short of.
It was kind of like when I bought Patti Smith's biography JUST KIDS. I was expecting a tale of life on the road with a rock and roll band and on what being a punk rocker poet chick would be like.
Instead I got a beautiful story of two artists in the Chelsea Hotel, surrounded by the likes of Janis Joplin, Jimi Hendrix, and Jefferson Airplane.
In both cases, I like the story, it just wasn't what I was expecting.
So yes, if you're looking to see it, just remember you're going to get something different than described.