bambina writes

Rhythm and Bruise

This was a question published recently in Parade magazine from a reader named Mike Waldo:

Ike Turner died of a cocaine overdose. Did ex-wife Tina attend the funeral?

I don't read Parade magazine, but California writer Tod Goldberg does, if only to lambaste the idiotic letters sent in by clueless readers. Tod Goldberg's blog, which I absolutely adore, is not for the faint-hearted. Punctuated with f-words, it seethes with his vicious brand of satire, aimed mainly at the inanity of pop culture. His main mission - admittedly futile and quixotic - is to rid the world of what he calls "fucktards". And for some reason, he believes, the readership of Parade magazine is awash with such fucktards.

Spelling with Fergie

lHow my kids learned to spell G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S, or as Perez Hilton says, Fergie is H-U-M-O-R-O-U-S!

Maybe the Midget's Presidential Legal Counsel Serge Apostol should join the spelling bee. His word: WITNESS. His answer: W-E-T-N-E-S-S.The Midget's own vocabulary is limited at the moment. N-B-N, Z-T-E, K-I-D-N-A-P.

Pretty soon, she'll be begging for A-M-N-E-S-T-Y. I hope the next president (a legitimate one this time) will tell her to go to H-E-L-L.

I Got a New Drug

Ok, Latino hour is over.  What was I thinking?  There's only so much Santana one can take.  As for Gloria Estefan, I switched to Abriendo Puertas for a couple of days before deciding I'd had enough.  I did find a fantastic music clip of her and Marc Anthony singing Mi Tierra.  For once he didn't look like the night stalker.  I could sort of understand why Jennifer Lopez chose him to have babies with, if those were the moves he used.

Anyway, I'm so into Adele right now, whom I discovered through Perez Hilton, when she did a cover of a Strokes song.  One link led to another and on her myspace site, I found this amazing song, Chasing Pavements.

It's like a drug.  I LOVE this song.  The video is a bit morbid yet fanciful, kind of Magritte meets Guy Bourdin meets American Beauty.  But the song is mesmerizing, even haunting.  And her voice!  The pathos, the longing, the soulful wryness...  I'm sure this song is on its way to becoming a gay anthem, but it totally appeals to the drama queen in me!