Showing posts with label Who Cares Any More. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Who Cares Any More. Show all posts

Monday, April 3, 2017

Debra Messing Is Angry

Debra Messing showed up at the WP Theater for the Women's Project which is a project exclusively for women. I guess. I have no idea. She looks sort of drunk which would have been very rude of her don't you think? I could be wrong of course maybe she's just insane now. I never dismiss that possibility. Did you know Will and Grace went off the air 11 years ago?  And yet we're still calling her "Will and Grace star".  Who knew Newton's first law of motion would apply to famous people. The guy was some kind of genius.

Saturday, March 10, 2012

Name Five Bruce Springsteen Songs. No Cheating!

That's Bruce Springsteen on the cover of Newsweek from 1974. Someone that's 17 years old today would consider me old and in 1974 my mother was 24 years old. This is what a computer looked like in 1974. You could still buy one of these in 1974.

With Bruce Spingsteen's "Wrecking Ball" hovering around number 11 on iTunes, this guy is wondering if Bruce Springsteen fans are just too old to download it, and would prefer to buy the actual, physical CD.

You know... Because they're old.
What it does say about Springsteen’s fans is that they are not downloaders. This is something that should set off light bulbs at record companies. Tony Bennett’s fans aren’t downloaders either. But he’s sold bucketloads of his “Duets II” albums. Physical CDs are still in high demand for people 40 and older. They want the CD package in their hands–a souvenir, evidence of something they’ve purchased, an addition to a collection of past CDs of their favorite artists. Also, they still don’t really get the technical part of downloading music.
 For comparison he threw Tony Bennett in there as an example. A guy my grandmother loved. I won't argue with him that some of the fans of Bruce Springsteen are too old to get all this "newfangled computeratin' stuff" because it's probably true. After all someone that was just 30 years old and probably a hip young partyin' type when Bruce Springsteen's first album was released on January 5, 1973 would be sixty nine years old this year. Don't think that's old? Get caught behind them in traffic some day. Or stand behind them at one of those Chinese Super Computers otherwise known as an "ATM Machine". 

But I would also have added that maybe, just maybe,  no one gives a shit about Bruce Springsteen anymore. Ask any 20 year old today who Bruce Springsteen is. Or Paul McCartney. Or Mick Jagger. Most of them won't know who they are. If they do know of them it'll be by name only. They'll know of them the way my friends knew of Glenn Miller.

Bruce Springsteen, along with the rest of those geriatrics, are nothing more than oldies acts. They're todays version of Buddy Holly, or The Big Bopper. Any day now you'll start seeing those guys crop up in commercials about reverse mortgages, and non-slip shower liners in commercial breaks during "Judge Judy". Hey I don't want that either. Personally, I'd rather they just go away.

Because if I have to hear "Born to Run"one more time I'm pouring sugar into the gas tank of the first Buick LeSabre I see.

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Some Dickhead is Leaving a TV Show.

 Tell me you don't wanna punch this asshole.

Apparently James Spader was on "The Office".  But I guess now he won't be, because the guy who's face I've wanted to punch as hard as I could for as long as I can remember like one of those "How Hard Can You Punch" bags you find in shitty (cool) bars has decided to leave a show that I didn't even know was still on the air.

"James always wanted this to be a one-year arc, and he now leaves us having created one of the most enigmatic and dynamic characters in television,” show runner Paul Lieberstein said in a statement. “He’s been a great friend to me and the show, helping us successfully transition into the post-Michael Scott years, and I’m grateful for that.”
Somebody did something every week for an entire year on the single biggest communication device ever devised in human history and I never even knew it. Is that an indictment of him or me? I say him because nothing is ever my fault.