The Arias
Yay. Once again Australia’s most “talented” pop stars come out to play. Cue the numerous performance from idol rejects and super group girl bands. One hour of coverage on what lack of clothing people have on, and another couple of hours sitting around to see your favourite artist who actually has talent yet again be unappreciated for all their hard work and skill. Great.
My boyfriend thinks it’s most likely that Keith Urban will be yet again be put on a pedestal, for really, nailing Nicole Kidman. Why bother giving someone an award when they’re never in the country or have ever written a good song?!
I was looking at the top 30 songs on commericial radio, and here are some of what we have: P!nk (YOU HAVE AN EXCLAMATION MARK AS AN “I” IN YOUR NAME), Lady Gaga (*sigh* I guess anyone can get an album made these days), Ne-Yo(Another carbon copy RnB singer), Katy Perry (Enough, you wrote a song just for shock value, and now it’s old.), and oh my favourite, Miley Cyrus. There seems to be this upsurge of Disney gremlin children making their names known amongst tweens. Who the hell are the Jonas Brothers?? I watched an advertisement of them promoting their movie “Camp Rock” (probably more sense if you called it “Rock Camp”) and was it just another High School Musical?
On High School Music, I’ve had enough. Surely one school can’t sing that much. Why can’t you just speak normally? You don’t have to keep breaking into song every 10 minutes to express who you feel inside, the pain you face between your choice of the girl who disgraced herself on the internet and your Americana basketball team, who in every movie are sure to win because they’ve persisted through and overcome adversity.
I’m going to go listen to some GOOD music, without ads on how to get over an erection problem, or learning how to get advertisment on the radio. Screw you crappy music.
