So, Britney Spears kicked off this year’s VMA (video here) with a preview of her new, upcoming single, “Gimme More.”
I’m just guessing, but it strikes me that the title must be in reference to chocolate doughnuts* and bottles full of barbiturates, because that was a live and in-living-color disaster.
Lazy lip-syncing that wasn’t at all convincing. Moves executed with the snap and energy of a third grade dance recital, of particularly clumsy kids.
And the song? Does it actually have lyrics other than the title? *yawn*
I once held out hope that Britney Spears could have been the next Madonna. Sure, I don’t much care for the music either of them churn out, but Madonna was a genius in the industry, and Britney seemed to be following a similar path of continual change and evolution.
Well, she’s gone and collapsed back into a primordial soup of goo, and I don’t think lightning is going to strike anytime soon.
It’s rather sad, actually.
Nothing a beer won’t fix (see: pudge, Speedo).
* Hey, it’s ok, I’ve got a bit of the pudge too. However, I’m not strapping on a Speedo and asking people to think I’m hot.
** I was within 50 feet of her several years ago when she was performing at some MTV thing in New York City and I was passing by on the street below.