Showing posts with label Britney Spears. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Britney Spears. Show all posts

Friday, July 29, 2011

It’s the Femme Fatale bitch!

Love her or hate her, Britney Spears is definitely something. It’s what that ‘something’ is that causes a lot of discussion, tabloid stories and back and forth battles between her fans and Lady Gaga’s Little Monsters on virtually any platform you give them. I am a Britney fan and have been since she was every prepubescent boy’s dream in her little school outfit back in the days of ...Baby One More Time. I was more interested in the red cat suit and wondering how I could ever fit into it, but that’s a different story entirely. Things have changed since the early days – the songs are racier (but in a tongue-and-cheek kind of way), the outfits smaller and tighter (with the occasional ‘hello kitty’ moment) and, to quote one of her new songs, Britney’s been down and up and down and up and down.)

Being the huge Britney fan that I am I nearly had a stroke when I found out that a new album was in the works. With the release of ‘Hold It Against Me’, ‘Till The World Ends’ and shortly afterwards all of Femme Fatale in its glory I was absolutely blown away. It was nothing like Circus (where you’ll find my battle cry of ‘la la la lalala la la’) and sounded more like Blackout could have been had Britney realised she was recording an album at the time. Then, in an uncharacteristic move for Britney-of-late, she decided to do some promotional concerts before embarking on tour. But she was stiff. You could see she was trying, and ‘Till The World Ends’ wasn’t a hassle, but otherwise it just wasn’t great. Not bad, just not great.

And then there’s the tour. Now any Britney tour brings with it so many questions, the first one being ‘will she actually sing?’ She didn’t during The Circus Starring Britney Spears but, then again, I don’t really expect her to. Girl’s been lip-synching her way across the world for over a decade and it’s never let her down yet. Problem was, if the dancing didn’t pick up and she wasn’t singing, what the hell was the show going to be? But just when you think this southern girl with an unparalleled love of cheese grits might just be heading towards the end, she comes out in full force for the Femme Fatale Tour.

The first thing that was nice about the Femme Fatale Tour that the Circus Tour didn’t have was a lot of material from the album it was meant to be promoting. Starting off with ‘Hold It Against Me’ and going through some of her best material before ending with an amazing performance of ‘Till The World Ends’ with Nicki Minaj it was a new Britney on stage. Can she dance like she did when she was 17? Definitely not, but 13 years, two kids and a broken knee will do that to a girl. What was different here, and something that was missing since the somewhat underwhelming performance of ‘Gimme More’ at the VMAs, was that she was feeling it. She’s having fun and she’s engaging with her audience (and if it means throwing her legs around a guy’s head then a girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do). To clinch the deal she also came out of nowhere and started SINGING, despite the fact that her voice is a few octaves deeper before the mastering process begins. But she sounds good.

At the end of the day I love Britney and what she does but more than anything else it’s nice to see someone who truly hit rock bottom bounce back with so much energy, so many hair extensions and so much sparkling goodness!



Blog article courtesy of James Sharp who runs the B-Horror Blog.

Thursday, July 14, 2011

For The Love of Drag

"Ladies, start your engines and may the best woman win!"

It started off as curiosity when Ru Paul’s Drag Race was recommended to me by my ex Twitter hag. A show about competing drag queens... not quite sure what I expected but I soon became highly addicted. Yes its delightfully camp, bitchy and down right hilarious… but there is also something admirable about a man in a dress who can pull it off.


I started watching season two, having since
watched season one it is clear that season two is far superior. I immediately loved the characters, whether it was Jujubee (my favourite of all), the stylish token Asian who resembles Kimora Lee Simmons coupled with the sass of Tyra Banks or Tatiana, the nasally stick insect who channels a teenage girl and who’s Britney Spears impersonation is the best I have ever seen.

It must take a lot of balls to get tucked – still not quite sure how that all works, and get into a dress to become someone else and pull it off with such confidence. However competing seems to come naturally to them as the ‘girls’ battle it out for top honours to become America’s next drag super star, wondering how many there are of those exactly, hmmm… Some took to it like fish to water with their ability to stun the judges on the runway, including Ru Paul himself, with their uniqueness, nerve and talent. Those who didn't, well they had to lip synch for their lives as Ru Paul encouraged them "Good luck and don't fuck it up"

Standout queens for me were:

Jujubee

Jujubee, definitely one of the funniest and prettiest queens! She shines with her style and sharp wit. One of her best moments in the show was when she read all of the other girls for filth (see video below).

Pandora Boxx

The name really is fantastic, isn’t it! She embodies the ultimate camp drag queen with her humour being less sassy but more dry and quirky. Think Goldie Hawn meets Kathy Griffin.

From having to compete in numerous challenges, from promoting cooking grease, pole dancing, celebrity impersonation to putting old dudes in drag… This show has it all! It’s a darn side better than Jersey Shore, and face it… we all need a guilty pleasure, even if does involve watching a show about men who dress as woman and tuck their junk.



Ru Paul’s Drag Race has run for three seasons and currently has an 8.1 rating on IMDB.

Sunday, July 10, 2011

IN THE SPOTLIGHT: Nicki Minaj

Gone are the days of gritty female rappers like Lil’ Kim and Missy Elliot, who owned the early 2000’s with their ghetto street cred.

Enter 2011 and there is a new rapping sensation who has catapulted onto the scene. Bursting with talent, quirkiness and lots of pink everywhere, Nicki Minaj has become synonymous with the female rap genre. Dethroning all of her predecessors with both glamour, grace and wit – a definite new breed of rapper.

With the current state of the music scene it is very difficult to stay relevant, with artists having to tread a thin line between remaining in the spotlight but not overexposing themselves. So has it become a matter of clever marketing? Absolutely!. Nicki and her entourage have combined genius marketing with formidable talent to create a monster, enrobed in pink.

Its all formula really – blend all of the current winning strategies in the industry to create an overall package. Collaborations, one of those strategies… was the foot in the door for Nicki. With most pop songs requiring an urban edge and often relying on some appeal from the likes of Kanye or Pitbull, it was becoming a matter of eenie meenie. Naturally some serious strings were pulled to get her noticed, which resulted in her collaborating with serious heavyweights including Mariah Carey, Christina Aguilera, Britney Spears and Rihanna.

Through her invaluable contributions and confidence on all her collaborative ventures it soon became clear that this pink chameleon was destined for even bigger things. So was it surprising that a solo album would follow? Was it surprising that it is so good? Definitely no on both counts. Pink Friday, with Songs like Your Love, Right Through Me and the smash hit Super Bass, has cemented her into her own superstar persona. Its no surprise that Billboard Magazine dubbed her the “First Lady (Gaga) of Hip Hop).

Ok, so she may not have a meat dress but the put on British accent, pink and blonde wigs and sharp wit are dynamite and not to mention animal friendly! Its all in the marketing… and talent of course!