The Grammys recently showered their glorious golden
syrup all over our eager faces and I am once again reminded that the world
is a fabulous place that simultaneously makes me dry wretch with sweet sadness and vomit sugary coated balls of disgust.
Chris Brown & Rihanna.
Is there really a better example of what's wrong with the world?
Take a seat Global Warming.
Step off eons of religiously fuelled violence.
Calm down threat of nuclear war.
Take a chill-pill likelihood of E. Coli super virus immune to antibiotics.
Go home, you're drunk, starving people of....you get the idea.
The problem I have with Chris Brown and Rihanna, (who I shall now refer to collectively as CBR, which makes it sound more like some catchy auto-tuned virus) is they are successful. This says more about you and me than it does about them. Let me explain.
CBR each have a limited amount of talent and each was able to achieve a level of commercial success independently prior to colliding into each other. This in and of itself is okay, they hadn't done anything too bad just yet. Pop music norms such as auto-tune, inability to perform live (at least singing, but check out that video they didn't want you to see), the overly sexualised film clips, etc will always be the characteristics of this market that are both easy and somewhat redundant to attack.
Easy because it’s true.
Redundant because they're not going anywhere.
'Bad' in this instance is more about their 'relationship' and to be more specific, the way their relationship has played out publicly, how it will continue to play out and how CBR seem to be now purposely capitalising on it.
I'm a little sketchy on the details, but I'm pretty sure this is what happened:
So, these two were going out - or whatever, and like, tabloids were into that, duh - and then like, one time Chris, like totally punched Rihanna in the face and she like, feel down the fucking cliff, right, and then they were doing some like ninja shit all up the dairy section of the supermarket, and the store manager came out and was like, 'get the fuck out of my store' and then she like, called the police and they came, and were like, 'don't hit her', and he was like, 'I love you, I'll fucking kill you', and she was all, 'take a bow, motherfucker', and then like, restraining order and now they like are fucking again.
Whilst most of that was clearly bullshit, the parts that are less bullshit (they were together, there was violence, then separation, now they're back together) is what makes me really question the relevance of human beings, because we (those of us who are not CBR) apparently crave this shit. We eat it up like heroin flavoured ice-cream. We rub it all over our bellies and rejoice in the entertainment value. We tune in everyday to get our fix and this makes us feel awesome and gives us something to talk about.
Meanwhile most people I know, including myself, find it difficult to get through an entire telecast of a news program (real news ie: ABC, SBS) because why? It's too depressing. All financial crisis, and terrorism, and starving citizen's of North Korea. It's fair to say that I feel a slight disconnect with what versions of depressing we are happy to define as entertainment and what is so depressing we can't watch it.
The real kicker for me, what brought the story full circle, turned my stomach and made me fall into a pool of my own bile, is that clearly CBR are utilising the publicity of their relationship, fuelling the machine that pushes their tabloid trauma on us and furthering the gain for themselves.
Now for some home truths...I have to admit that I like some of CBR's music. Rihanna seems to have an uncanny ability to deliver catchy songs, and Chris Brown's continued success after the public reveal that he smacks around his girlfriend, was kind of hypnotising.
So hypothetically, is pirating their music furthering their career? A friend asked me and I was like, I only just got into blogging, like 10 years after everyone else, I don't know who Torrent is...
I promise that the next thing I post will be about how the world truly is a beautiful place.
But I can't escape from the fact that, sometimes, it's just not.
Sometimes it is on Tuesdays.
Dx
Chris Brown & Rihanna.
Is there really a better example of what's wrong with the world?
Take a seat Global Warming.
Step off eons of religiously fuelled violence.
Calm down threat of nuclear war.
Take a chill-pill likelihood of E. Coli super virus immune to antibiotics.
Go home, you're drunk, starving people of....you get the idea.
The problem I have with Chris Brown and Rihanna, (who I shall now refer to collectively as CBR, which makes it sound more like some catchy auto-tuned virus) is they are successful. This says more about you and me than it does about them. Let me explain.
CBR each have a limited amount of talent and each was able to achieve a level of commercial success independently prior to colliding into each other. This in and of itself is okay, they hadn't done anything too bad just yet. Pop music norms such as auto-tune, inability to perform live (at least singing, but check out that video they didn't want you to see), the overly sexualised film clips, etc will always be the characteristics of this market that are both easy and somewhat redundant to attack.
Easy because it’s true.
Redundant because they're not going anywhere.
'Bad' in this instance is more about their 'relationship' and to be more specific, the way their relationship has played out publicly, how it will continue to play out and how CBR seem to be now purposely capitalising on it.
I'm a little sketchy on the details, but I'm pretty sure this is what happened:
So, these two were going out - or whatever, and like, tabloids were into that, duh - and then like, one time Chris, like totally punched Rihanna in the face and she like, feel down the fucking cliff, right, and then they were doing some like ninja shit all up the dairy section of the supermarket, and the store manager came out and was like, 'get the fuck out of my store' and then she like, called the police and they came, and were like, 'don't hit her', and he was like, 'I love you, I'll fucking kill you', and she was all, 'take a bow, motherfucker', and then like, restraining order and now they like are fucking again.
Whilst most of that was clearly bullshit, the parts that are less bullshit (they were together, there was violence, then separation, now they're back together) is what makes me really question the relevance of human beings, because we (those of us who are not CBR) apparently crave this shit. We eat it up like heroin flavoured ice-cream. We rub it all over our bellies and rejoice in the entertainment value. We tune in everyday to get our fix and this makes us feel awesome and gives us something to talk about.
Meanwhile most people I know, including myself, find it difficult to get through an entire telecast of a news program (real news ie: ABC, SBS) because why? It's too depressing. All financial crisis, and terrorism, and starving citizen's of North Korea. It's fair to say that I feel a slight disconnect with what versions of depressing we are happy to define as entertainment and what is so depressing we can't watch it.
The real kicker for me, what brought the story full circle, turned my stomach and made me fall into a pool of my own bile, is that clearly CBR are utilising the publicity of their relationship, fuelling the machine that pushes their tabloid trauma on us and furthering the gain for themselves.
Now for some home truths...I have to admit that I like some of CBR's music. Rihanna seems to have an uncanny ability to deliver catchy songs, and Chris Brown's continued success after the public reveal that he smacks around his girlfriend, was kind of hypnotising.
So hypothetically, is pirating their music furthering their career? A friend asked me and I was like, I only just got into blogging, like 10 years after everyone else, I don't know who Torrent is...
I promise that the next thing I post will be about how the world truly is a beautiful place.
But I can't escape from the fact that, sometimes, it's just not.
Sometimes it is on Tuesdays.
Dx
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