Showing posts with label Miley Cyrus. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Miley Cyrus. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 24, 2013

Miley Cyrus -- "We Can't Stop" (2013)


We run things
Things don’t run we

I've decided that it is time for 2 or 3 lines to take a position on Miley Cyrus.  

(Hahahahaha, you're very funny -- yes, I did think about making that joke that you just thought of.)

Did you catch Miley's performance with Robin Thicke at the 2013 Video Music Awards?  (You'll definitely wanna go full-screen on this video.)


What do you think is the most appalling element of Miley's performance?  

Her hair?


Her Chuck E. Cheese outfit?


Her giant foam finger?


(By the way, what's with Miley's tongue?  It seems to have a mind of its own.)

Her touching Robin Thicke's crotch with that big foam finger?


Her enthusiastic twerking against said crotch?


Holy moly!  How did a mere 20-year-old -- and a 20-year-old who spent her formative teenage years on the Disney Channel -- become such a gynormous slut?  

XXL, a hip-hop magazine, called Miley's performance "a true trainwreck in the classic sense of the word as the audience reaction seemed to be a mix of confusion, dismay and horror in a cocktail of embarrassment."  

That wasn't my reaction -- not by a long shot.  I didn't experience one iota of confusion, dismay, or (especially) horror at her performance.

Instead, I experienced the kind of gleeful excitement that only a pop music blogger who is committed to write three posts a week and often has absolutely no idea where the next one is coming from can understand what I felt when this dropped into my lap like manna from heaven.  (If this post doesn't generate click numbers beyond my wildest dreams, I'll be surprised.)

If the Video Music Awards performance wasn't enough, there's the music video for Miley's #1 single, "Wrecking Ball," which currently has over 426 million views on Vevo.



Here's what Wikipedia has to say about "Wrecking Ball":  

Upon its release, "Wrecking Ball" received generally mixed reviews from music critics who were ambivalent towards its lyrical content and overall production.

You have GOT to be kidding me.  Have these critics watched the "Wrecking Ball" video, which is divided pretty equally between shots of Miley licking the head of a sledgehammer and riding a wrecking ball in her birthday suit.

The former:


The latter:


Did you hear what I said?  She is swinging on a wrecking ball nekkid as a jaybird -- and music critics are worried about her song's "lyrical content" and "overall production"?

And then there's this outfit.  (Does this girl have parents?  A manager?  A super-ego?)


I feel sorry for the Kardashian/Jenner sisters in this photo.  Someone as megaslutty as Miley makes it tough for regular sluts to compete:


Not to mention these pictures.  (What the hell is going on here?)



Where is she getting her fashion advice?  From Larry Flynt?  Ike Turner?  (Ike's dead, you say?)

And then there's her famous "nipple tweet":



Click here to read a Los Angeles Times story about that tweet.  That story -- which is headlined "The real story behind Miley Cyrus's 'Free the Nipple' tweet" -- ends with this mind-boggling line:

Say what you will about Miley Cyrus, but she's starting to look like a feminist hero to me.

"Feminist hero"?  Really?  ("Dirty old man hero," maybe.)

Excuse me, but I need to lie down for a few moments with a cool washcloth on my forehead.

* * * * *

That's better.  My blood pressure did get just a tad high for a moment or two, but everything's back to normal now.  

Anywho . . . By the way, how's your blood pressure these days?  1o5 over 75?  Hey, that's very good!  But your blood pressure isn't what this post is all about, is it?

No, it's not.  Miley Cyrus is what this post is all about, and I'm betting her blood pressure is perfectly normal.  Miley's problem is not high blood pressure.

Miley's problem is that Satan is currently in residence in her brain, her heart, her soul, and  -- last but certainly not least -- her nether regions.

You don't have to take my word for it.  Just watch the "We Can't Stop" video.  As my mother would say, "It's . . . different."

Here's what Idolator -- a music website that sounds like it is well-acquainted with Satan, too -- had to say about that video:

Have you watched Miley Cyrus's "We Can't Stop" music video yet?  Of course you have!  Have you recovered from it yet?  Probably not!  And that’s OK — a french fry skull is not for the faint of heart.  But you have to admit, if art is supposed to elicit reactions, than this video did its job.  Our own Sam Lansky said the visual is “like a party at Terry Richardson‘s house as filmed by David Fincher that you’re watching after drinking an entire bottle of Robitussin.”  We think that’s just about the most accurate description out there.  Also, he meant that as a total compliment.  

So does 2 or 3 lines, Miley.  Honest!

Click here to join the 315 million people who have viewed the official music video for "We Can't Stop":



Click here to buy the song from Amazon:



Sunday, December 22, 2013

Robin Thicke (ft. Black Thought) -- "Blurred Lines" (2013)


Good girlfriends, I've had a few
But the best girlfriend I ever had is you 

Let's start this post off with an inspirational quote from Edward Gibbon, author of the groundbreaking historical work, The History of the Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire:

Unprovided with original learning, unformed in the habits of thinking, unskilled in the arts of composition, I resolved to write a book. 

Substitute "blog" for "book," and . . . welcome to 2 or 3 lines!

Robin Thicke recently performed "Blurred Lines" with Jimmy Fallon and his house band, the Roots, on Fallon's late-night show on NBC.  The  thing that makes that performance so charming is that the Roots and Fallon accompanied Thicke on toy instruments like those you might find in an elementary-school classroom:



Fallon is a total douche.  For one thing, he broke the heart of a young female lawyer at my law firm.  But much more importantly, he's a Red Sox fan, or at least he played a Red Sox fan in a movie, which is close enough for government work.  

However, he has a great house band in the Roots and he has a lot of cool musical guests.

Tariq Luqmaan Trotter -- who goes by the nom de hip-hop "Black Thought" -- is the lead MC and co-founder (with drummer Ahmir Thompson, a/k/a/ "Questlove") of the Roots.  The lines quoted above come from Black Thought's freestyle rap during Thicke's performance on Fallon's show.

Black Thought and Questlove
I'm using Black Thought's lines rather than lines form the rap verse of the original recording of "Blurred Lines," which was contributed by our old favorite, T.I.

T.I. usually doesn't pull any punches, and he certainly doesn't on his "Blurred Lines" verse, which starts off like this:

One thing I ask you
Let me be the one you back that ass into

Things go straight downhill from there, I'm afraid, so I used Black Thought's lines instead -- if they are clean enough for NBC's lawyers, they're clean enough for 2 or 3 lines.

Robin Thicke gets twerked
Here are the first four lines of Black Thought's freestyle rap for "Blurred Lines":

Good girlfriends, I had a few
But the best girlfriend I ever had is you
I thank God for my blessings, it began with you
So I put a ring on it and I married you

As you regular readers know, 2 or 3 lines has the utmost affection and respect for girlfriends.  Click here if you doubt me.  But girlfriends and wives are two very different things, and just because you can handle one of those roles well doesn't mean you can handle the other.

Former president Bill Clinton has this to say about girlfriends and wives:


I'm not saying that Black Thought will be sorry for putting a ring on it.  I'm just saying that the words below are just as true now as they were when English author John Heywood wrote them in 1546:

And though they seeme wives for you never so fit,
Yet let not harmfull haste so far out run your wit:
But that ye harke to heare all the whole summe
That may please or displease you in time to cumme.
Thus by these lessons ye may learne good cheape
In wedding and all things to looke ere ye leaped
 
(They obviously didn't have spell checkers back in 1546.)

Here's the official music video for "Blurred Lines," which has attracted 237 million viewers on Youtube:



Here's a video of Thicke's performance of an excerpt from "Blurred Lines" at the Video Music Awards.  He got a little help from Miley Cyrus.  (The video begins with Miley performing "We Can't Stop" solo, and then segues into a "Blurred Lines" duet with Thicke about three minutes in.)
Click below to buy the song from Amazon: