I was out to dinner with my boyfriend Corey, and we were talking about Syria and the blog I had just written. We said what a shame it was that people were more focused on what Miley Cyrus is doing after her VMA performance than they are on what's going on in Syria. It's a damn shame, but I have to say, I am focused on both.Did you see the VMAs? Well, it was really boring. Everything was soft pop, soft rock, soft R&B, and then there was that weird Lady Gaga performance. She stared at the camera, eyes wide as they could open, for an uncomfortably long time while she sang. She changed into 4 different, stupid outfits, and jumped around half naked while she sang a bomb of a song. This is supposed to be innovative? Come on.
I was finally validated when this article came out in the New York Times. Someone who has the same view of things is Jon Caramani, who,in his article wrote, "Still, you think, “Blurred Lines” is a must, a necessary acknowledgment of the sound of the summer. But what to do about Mr. Thicke, an unfettered cornball and, at 36, old enough to possibly be the father of some of the other nominees. He needs to be subverted, minimized, annihilated.
Luckily enough, you have a nuclear weapon at your disposal: Miley Cyrus, the perfect antidote for the Thicke contagion. Bring him out after Ms. Cyrus, her spindly limbs and her motorized tongue having already made an indelible mark on the stage, and then allow Ms. Cyrus to sing part of his song while applying various of her body parts to various ones of Mr. Thicke’s. Mr. Thicke, no matter how ludicrous a suit he may choose to wear, will be helpless to overcome her. The show can move on."
Brilliant. She saved the VMAs, but Miley, put that fucking tongue away!
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My name is Nicholas Emeigh, but everyone calls me Nick, and I prefer it. I'm usually called Nicholas when I'm in trouble. I'm from the Philadelphia area, work in business, and fancy myself as a freelance graphic designer, writer, and artist. I have a passion for art in all its forms including music, but I restrict my singing to the shower and the car for the good of society. If you'd like to know more, just send me an e-mail. I really appreciate you stopping by.