“So You Think You Can Dance” is the stupidest fucking show, ever.

It’s not like “American Idol” (which I’m also extraordinarily not fond of) where you can go out and buy the winner’s album.  These people aren’t going to headline anything.  They’re fighting to become someone’s goddamn back-up dancer.

In Vegas.

What the fuck?

No one’s living the dream. ( Read more... )

I’m a big believer in the idea that when it comes to art, each movement is a response to the previous one.  The films in the late 1960’s and 1970’s and the auteur style were a response to the studio system in Hollywood.  Disco was a response to 1960’s rock, and punk’s unpolished rawness a reaction to over-produced disco, and hair metal’s style over ( Read more... )