Thursday, May 17, 2012

Okay, I'll Cop...

...I have to say I like Katy Perry. She’s a nice package and she delivers well. Zooey eyes and ruby lips, swimming in a cascade of black hair. Here she’s got her sexy techno voice slithering over a throbbing groove, the kind of pop theatre safe enough to allow a mechanic or jock to admit he hates her songs, but...

I’m betting her videos get more late night hits from middle-aged men than teenaged girls. Pure flirt porn.

I also like Lady GaGa, ‘cause,’s easy to like someone who unleashes firestorms of loathing at the mere drop of her name. Her and Bieber need to hook up. Make some heads pop. She’s doing New York-style avante-garde bubblegum and that shit ain’t easy. But this Kraftwork take on Barbarella is solid operatic bombast disguised as a pop song.

She’s also hot as hell in this video. I don’t care if she’s a dude.

And I like Nickleback. Buttrock, Hallelujah. This is the bar we wanted to walk into the first time we walked into a bar.

Admit it...Nickleback is on the verge of coming up hip in an anti-irony sort of way. This is the kind of rock we should be getting these days, sampling from the decades and spitting out a summation. It’s a pure aggression, selling the strutting machismo the prole wishes he could get away with. Hell, I’d be out in the bar throwing back shots with them, myself. If I wasn’t broke. And, y’know...not really into that anymore.

But I don’t like Creed. Nope.

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