A.V. Club: Winter Vacation, Day 2

in: the press, in: viewing room

Alanis Morissette's misheard lyrics via Buzzfeed

Readers (see: Dan, Jen), I’m back. Siriusly. And Chaucer’s sleepin’ on the couch, splayed out on two cushions all adorable, so I’m relegated to the floor. I’ll make this quick-ish. And, for the record, Chauce hates the sound of Neil Patrick Harris’s laugh. He balked a bit.

Some news of the day:

  • Scarlett Johansson and Ryan Reynolds  have called it quits! A second sad break-up in as many days.  [LA Times]
  • Andy Cohen asks Diane Von Furstenberg and Iman (David Bowie’s wife!) a rousing question: “Lady Gaga’s fashion: fabulous or fakakta?” [Bravo]
  • This is old news, but Tommy Lee is all up in arms over what? Lee wrote Sea World to complain about the fact that killer whale Tilikum continues to be used for his sperm. [Newser via The Frisky]

And today’s videos for sharin’:

Rudolllllllph. You don’t have to put on the red light.

This video had me in stitches. It’s a mash-up between The Police’s classic “Roxanne” and Christmas classic “Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer” and brings me such joy. [The Daily What]

And all these oil spills? Hit the showers!

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The Arcade Fire guest star on a pretty humorous Saturday Night Live Digital Short from November 13. I love Andy Samberg. Rip your shirt wide open and danceeee.

 

A.V. Club: Lil Wayne

in: viewing room


Lil Wayne, “Knockout” featuring Nicki Minaj

I don’t… Well, I don’t even have words for this. Just watch it. Lil Wayne, you’ve outdone yourself.

This song is ridiculous. The opening lines display Wayne’s lyrical stupidity, and the video is “Fast Times” cheesy. Nicki Minaj, the supposed new Lil Kim, is this creepily self-aware doll who clearly thinks she’s cute, sexy, talented, etc. She’s not. She’s bursting out of her Lady Gaga corset rip-off, and her eyes. Sheesh, those eyes. They’re lifeless and creepy.

Seriously, when Lil Wayne opens a song addressing Barbie, you know you’re in trouble. Wayne’s morphing these alternative rock baselines and drum solos with his T-Pain over-modulated voice and Minaj’s frenetic, screeching vocals. It’s as if Wayne listened to At the Drive-In and decided he could do it just as well but realized he didn’t have the vocal cajones to do real music any justice. And the video? It looks like he took a page from that Lil Jon/Cooking by the Book mash-up, begged Kelis to do costume design and rounded off the catastrophe with Celebrity Deathmatch.

And it’s all for that Barbie girl.

Ken, what would you have to say about this?

Ken and Barbie, Toy Story 3

Dunce Flash: Lady Gaga to climb the fashion ladder?

in: the press

A match made in heaven.

It seems Lady Gaga is no longer content to let others design her excessive headwear – she wants to get into fashion!

Vogue.com UK reported that the new queen of pop applied for an internship position with London milliner (that’s hat designer for you laymen) Philip Treacy, who collaborated with the artist on headpieces to accompany her outrageous stage get-ups. Representatives for Treacy confirmed that they had received an application from one Stefani Germanotta (though it remains to be seen if she simply applied under her stage moniker – can she get away with that?), but the rep denied requests to publish the application. Gaga allegedly demonstrated her humor in her resume, and I can only imagine the skills, experience and honors she listed. Occupation? International superstar. Awards? Six Grammy nominations, two wins. Skills? Deftly disguising a penis (rumored).

I applaud Gaga’s work ethic and determination, but it’s hard to imagine her fetching coffee, as is common in these kinds of internships. And, really, she’s not quite as demure or inconspicuous as one should be when acting as the gopher for an industry professional as high profile as Treacy. What’s next? Lindsay Lohan nagging Anna Wintour for a handout while clad in flannel from Sam Ronson‘s garbage? Wait – that one’s actually plausible.

Below are some of Treacy’s designs for Gaga.

A.V. Club: My favorite video of the week

in: viewing room

Bat Romance at Phillies-Nationals


Phillie Phanatic, my favorite mascot in professional sports, shakes his tail feather to a little Gaga.

This video legitimately made me laugh like a hyena. Combining two things I love – athletic mascots and Lady Gaga – into one concise taunting of the Nationals was a sheer act of genius. Phanatic – Tom Burgoyne – donned Gaga drag to heckle Nats third-base coach Pat Listach. And this wasn’t any of the tamer (cough) Gaga get-ups but rather her blood-stained VMAs outfit, complete with Max crown, a la Where the Wild Things Are.

Now, I’m not much of a Phils fan. When I root for the National League – and I always root for the National League – I cheer on my hometown Brav-os. I do have an untold appreciation, however, for Phillie Phanatic. He’s adorable, a fuzzy, green, frenetic dancing creature, all flailing arms and donut waist. And this performance just took the cake. The Nats, though, seem less than pleased.

Below is a photographic comparison of both Phanatic Gaga and regular ol’ crazy Gaga.

It’s nice to see the enthusiasm and the spectacle returning to America’s favorite sport!

Photo courtesy of Flickr

Photo from MTV