Snoop Dogg’s in trouble again. No, not for making another terrible straight to DVD flick, but for causing a row at Heathrow Airport when he wasn’t allowed in a first-class lounge. Snoopy hurled bottles of whiskey and argued with the staff to no avail. Apparently no one at Heathrow gives a shit for the Dogg. Rightly so, too. I mean, if he was in Right Said Fred, he would’ve gotten in no prob, I’m sure. But the UK ain’t down with the chronic pimp, yo,
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Boy, ever since Natalie Cole and her father sung and appeared in the video together for “Unforgettable” we’ve had to be punished with similar matchups from beyond the grave. Coming soon to a TV commercial near you: Dolly Parton and Elvis Presley hawking Tennessee. This is the first time The King has ever appeared in a commercial with another celeb. The same cannot be said for Parton, who’s shared the spotlight with countless folks throughout her career, as well all know (the best one undoubtedly being Sly Stallone in Rhinestone).
Look, if you want to know all about Tennessee and are thinking about going there, why not ask your average joe who lived there for 28 years, like myself? Glad you asked. Let’s see. There’s the overrated tourist trap Pigeon Forge. There are a slew of TVA dams and parks. There’s the “sunsphere” still standing in Knoxville, that retarded contraption that was built for the crappy 1982 World’s Fair (the theme was ENERGY, people). There’s that downhome feeling where mixed couples still aren’t looked upon in a positive light. There are tons of southern baptists that preach my way or the highway. There’s the boring Atomic Museum in good old Oak Ridge, home of the atom bomb. Oh yeah, there’s also Graceland and Dollywood as well. Oh, and Nash Vegas, of course, which used to be respectable but has seen fit to only crank out Hollywood country crapola for years now.
Hey, I liked the place when I was living there (not for any of the given reasons, natch), but once I got out, let’s just say, I got to see what I was missing. A whole lot. And now I live in Pittsburgh. Hmmm. Yeah, Pittsburgh’s tons better. Come see us here instead.
Jared Leto. Actor or musician? Who cares, I can’t stand him as either. Still he’s plowing forward with a new video from his band 30 Seconds To Mars. It’s apparently an homage to The Shining. Christ, not that borrowed idea again. Leto feels he can do some bragging, though, since his album’s sold a little over 130,000 copies.
“It’s nice to be seen as a legitimate example of how to do things the right way,” he said. “If the music is horrible, people won’t listen, but if it’s good some people will listen and will look beyond the stereotype.”
Ah, c’mon Jared, people are only listening for the novelty value, trust me. As far as the video is concerened,
The band is seen skateboarding through meandering hallways and performing at a 1920’s period ballroom party. When a member fails to stay away from a forbidden room, he is seduced by a ghostly apparition.
Eventually, the four musicians confront their alter egos as the video explores the idea of duplicity in a perhaps unintended parallel to Leto’s double career.
Let’s not get too deep here, people. It’s just a video that’s not even going to show up on Classic VH1 years from now.
Linda Perry, late of 4 Non Blondes (whose song “What’s Up” is now and will forever be the worst song of all time), is taking on the Herculean task of reviving Courtney Love’s musical career.
Why…?
“That woman is brilliant,” says Perry, “and I can’t allow myself as a music lover and someone who really respects that artist to go down with America’s Sweetheart. That record sucked. She knows it. The world knows it. It was a horrible, crap-ass record.”
Perry, by the way, is the person whose ass you want to kick if you’re sick of hearing James Blunt, as it’s her label that put out his disc…but for someone who’s been responsible for aiding the careers of both Pink and Christina Aguilera (and at least trying to aid the career of Kelly Osbourne), she seems woefully ignorant of the current music scene when speaking of one of her latest label signings: Big Elf.
“They are the Black Sabbath of today,” she says of the group. “Nobody’s doing old-school rock and roll, like with the vibe, the look, the whole thing. So Big Elf is that band.”
Actually, I’m pretty sure Wolfmother is that band…
As if starring in Boss’n Up wasn’t enough, word on the street is that Snoop Dogg is penning a novel called Love Don’t Live Here No More that is due out in October. Hopefully his storytelling will be better than his acting, but I somehow get the feeling that it won’t.
The director of publicity at Atria Books says, “Books speak more to a female audience than his music, so these novels give [Snoop Dogg] an opportunity to show, particularly to his female fans, another side.”
What side would that be? Blinged-out cheeba-smokin’ pimp? We’ve already seen him do that. What else is there?
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