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MEMBERS ONLY: Sam Smith Sounds Like Tom Petty Because There’s No Way To Do a Truly Original Song Anymore
I think there’s actually another reason a song recorded in the year 2014 by a British guy who sounds like estrogen being injected directly into your soul can sound exactly like a song recorded in 1989 by an American rock singer who looks like Janice from the Electric Mayhem after a two week bender. I think it’s not only possible but almost certain that the writers of Stay with Me had never even heard I Won’t Back Down. The fact is, we’ve finally reached a point of critical mass in pop culture, having exhausted every possible creative idea and motif that doesn’t involve the invention of entirely new technology. The “primary colors” were there all along and there were always a finite number of variations on a theme that could be concocted before every song sounded like something somebody had heard before, every movie looked like something somebody had seen before, all art started to appear the same. Not exactly the same, of course — you have to allow for progress in the way art is able to be created — but alike enough to evoke an eerie sense of deja vu. This is especially true when it comes to music.
Requiem for a Nightmare: With a Growing Measles Outbreak, Is the Anti-Vaxxer Movement Finally Finished?
There are those among us who’ve thought all this time that vaccines were the problem rather than the solution, but we’re all finally seeing what the real threat is. We’re now seeing what we were promised. What the anti-vaxx movement in this country has wrought. A measles outbreak that’s growing by the day.
Everybody, please take the rest of the day off. It’s the least you deserve for having overcome every single crisis currently plaguing mankind so that you have the time and inclination to worry about this shit.
Given that it was such a sad and desperate act, it would be nice to be able to say that Phillip Perea really was a little guy ground to dust by the gears of a merciless media entity, but unfortunately the online trail he leaves behind shows that it wasn’t the news business that drove him crazy — he was pretty far down that road long before he ran afoul of Fox News’s Television Stations division.
It’s the year 2015 and Southern California still doesn’t qualify as the Third World, regardless of what some Republicans lawmakers in the flyovers might think. Yet you’d never know either of these truths by looking at the latest reports on how quickly measles cases are multiplying here.
This is only the beginning, I promise. When you combine our susceptibility to fear-based disinformation with our tendency to fixate on subjects that are easily memed and hashtagged, “no-go zones” is tailor-made to become the next big conservative night terror. Screw reality — everybody panic.
At some point over the past few years, one of the most successful songwriters — and now solo artists — on the planet decided to hide herself while onstage. Why? And is her choice righteous or simply ridiculous?
Welcome to another episode of “Profiles in Butthurt,” this time our special State of the Union 2015 edition.
“I’ve done good and I know it. The state of the union is, I can’t even with you people anymore. Now how’s this for a hashtag: ‘Suck on my tan suit’?”
On Tuesday morning, Parisian mayor Anne Hidalgo announced that she’s planning to sue Fox News over the way it covered both the attacks on Charlie Hebdo and the aftermath, including her city’s relationship with its thriving Muslim population. Man, would this be fun to watch. But, man, would it be really, really dumb.
Al Sharpton Calls “Emergency Meeting” To Address Crisis of Oscar Nominations Not Turning Out the Way He Wants
This wasn’t a conspiracy. This wasn’t a clandestine effort to screw over Selma‘s cast and crew or Black America. This was a bunch of individual people voting in a way that left DuVernay and Oyelowo to fall through the cracks.
If you can make your brain twist into the logical pretzel necessary for you to come to the conclusion that The Lego Movie wasn’t among the five best animated features of 2014, you deserve your own award.
Last week the ban on foie gras was lifted in California. My fiancée and I wanted to be among the first to indulge in the return of a delicacy to L.A. so we made a reservation for this past Monday at one of our favorite local restaurants. The meal was excellent. The floor show, provided by some very angry animal rights activists, was almost as good.
Working here means I have to pay attention to politics and the media and every little thing that’s pissing people off on Twitter — and there are days that I want to do nothing of the sort, days I want to just bury myself under the covers and not have to deal with any of it. It gets to you, not being able to tune out completely. But that’s where the freedom comes in.