Category: Artists (Page 247 of 262)

Marilyn Manson is making a film about Lewis Carroll. Gee, I guess that’s good news for any of his ten remaining fans. Could it be bigger than the ’70s classic Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band? I doubt it. I doubt it’ll even be half as “interesting” as one single frame of that zany GG Allin. How obvious can Manson get? I don’t need him to school me on Carroll. I guess it beats twiddling your thumbs and releasing sucky albums, however.

“I made a mistake and so it is what it is, I guess.” That’s what Britney Spears had to say in regards to her recent car trip in which she held her 4-month olf kid in her lap while being hounded by paparazzi. Why anyone wants to take pictures of the spawn is beyond me, but it is what it is, I guess. But Spears has nothing to worry about as per the article, “Both the sheriff’s department and the California Highway Patrol said they are not investigating the incident.” Indeed. Who’d wanna get that close to rich trailer trash? I wonder if the Federlines ever go dumpster diving behind KFC or Taco Bell.

Damn, and I was soooo hoping for a quick ending to a lousy career. No suck luck. Three Doors Down lead singer Brad Arnold is recovering from sustained car accident injuries. Wait, why is the band even still around? Shouldn’t they all be selling Slurpees at 7-11 or something? No one seriously gives half a damn for Three Doors Down, do they? Well, do they?

Mick Jagger and the boys are not happy with their songs be tinkered with during the Super Bowl halftime performance. However, I am completely amused by how journalists reporting this story have to figure out ways to describe what was censored, especially for “Start Me Up.” Personally, I don’t give a damn. If you don’t know the songs by now and can’t sing the “offensive bits” on your own, then quit complaining. Fer chrissakes, it was the Super Bowl, what did anyone expect? And really, The Stones ceased to be interesting back when they were playing for King Tut. But as Bob Seger once sang to our offended ears, “rock and roll never forgets.” I wish it would sometimes.