Death Grips: Epic Fail

 
Californian hip-hop trio Death Grips have been dumped by Epic after the band released their second album on the internet without the label’s permission.  ‘No Love, Deep Web’ appeared as a free download on 1st October, along with a statement claiming that the label had refused to commit to a firm release date.

The cover art released alongside the album featured an erect penis with the album title written on it in black marker.

Continue reading “Death Grips: Epic Fail”

The Viewer: X-Factor Antipathy

Image via twitter.

Congratulations to the X-Factor PR team, who have done a sterling job in promoting their acts across the media this season.

The Viewer hasn’t watched a single episode of the show  – the television is removed from her nest prior to the appointed time, just to be sure – and yet she has honed her dislike of Rylan Clark’s attention grabbing antics to such a sharp point, she may well poke someone’s eyes out with it.

It isn’t as though she’s even heard him sing.

Rihanna: Looking Bonnie

Image: PacificCoastNews.com.

Big, hard to understand hair. Moody lighting to ensure no one actually notices the piles of rubble the previous occupants of the studio left behind. Nubile boys.

Haven’t we seen this somewhere before?

Continue reading “Rihanna: Looking Bonnie”

Pussy Riot: Let Us In. We’ll Be Good, Promise ;)

Two months after Pussy Riot were sentenced to two years in prison for performing a punk prayer in a Moscow cathedral, the music community has issued it’s first riposte.

Whether NY art collective MEN, featuring Le Tigre’s JD Samson, will be invited to perform ‘Let Them Out Or Let Me In’ in the same cathedral remains to be seen, but an invite would be a lovely gesture given the Russian Orthodox Church’s recent PR rethink.

Don’t hold your breath, team.

Shirley Manson: Divisive, Much?

Image via twitter.

Garbage have been going for almost twenty years now (shudder), but it seems that front woman Shirley Manson still manages to provoke terror and confusion wherever she goes.

Good to see some things never change.

Zhang Muyi & Akama Miki: Way Out Of Line

Do the lyrics of Gary Puckett’s 1968 ‘classic’ Young Girl make you reconsider the ramifications of a 60’s sexual revolution and simultaneously feel like you need a bath?

If so, you’d better get the hose out before watching the above video. For while Gary and his band of merry beard botherers were prevented from producing a visual articulation of their misplaced and highly inappropriate lust because videos hadn’t been invented, no such obstacle stands in the way of Zhang Muyi & Akama Miki.

Continue reading “Zhang Muyi & Akama Miki: Way Out Of Line”

Gangnam Style: The Art Of Being Prepared

A new dance craze is sweeping the United States, people. Familarise yourself.

Then, when you hear the opening bars of the offending accompaniment (and you will) at your office Christmas party/club/birthday bash or some other hate crime of an event you can’t politely get out of, you can vacate the premises before any unpleasantness can occur.

Google Translate: The Daily Mail On Ellie Goulding

You look shit now you’ve abandoned a conventional ‘feminine’ look in favour of exploring your own personality. Please change back so we can all feel more comfortable.

I was told something similar when I was her age. It was pretty crushing at the time, but at least it was just some moron in a bar and not a national ‘newspaper’.

Pussy Riot: Martyrs For Mobilisation

The whole ‘hoping this would just go away’ policy was not working out for the Russian authorities. Image: REUTERS/Mikhail Voskresensky.

Three members of a Russian punk band arrested for singing a protest song in an orthodox church have been sentenced to two years in jail.

In her verdict, Judge Marina Syrova claimed that Pussy Riot “committed hooliganism driven by religious hatred” and in doing so offended the church and religious people.

Continue reading “Pussy Riot: Martyrs For Mobilisation”

One Direction: Pulling On The Flack Jacket

As a presenter of X-Factor, Caroline Flack rarely swings by my orbit. She’s fine with that, I’m fine with that. We’re cool.

When she got involved with the woolly looking kid from One Direction, the possibility of a 31-year-old embarking on any kind of relationship with a 17-year-old had never been considered  in the realm of human possibility and the media treated the story with the over dramatic face-palming such a coup warranted.

It was then she appeared on my radar. I wasn’t overjoyed. Neither, I would imagine, was she.

Continue reading “One Direction: Pulling On The Flack Jacket”