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Eight stages. 132 bands. 65,000 fans to contend with. Set on the sweltering Texas fields of Zilker Park, making the most of the bands playing this year’s Austin City Limits Festival on a barbecue-filled stomach was no easy feat, but the chance to see My Morning Jacket, Bjork, Common, Andrew Bird, Cold War Kids and hundreds of others was too enticing not to try. Without further delay, here’s the full report from the festival frontlines.
It’s been a while since we’ve heard from Mya, the R&B songstress who’s collected more Moonmen than NASA and Jim Carrey combined. Her fourth studio album, Liberation, has been in the works since 2004, and finally has a release date later this fall, so expect to see a lot more of her as the weather turns colder. With guest spots from Snoop Dogg and Lil Wayne, and the production and songwriting talents of such gents as Scott Storch and Brian Michael Cox, the album already sounds like a runaway success.
That’s exactly what you’d expect from Ms. Mya, who stormed the charts in the late ’90s. She sealed her place in pop-culture history with “Lady Marmalade” and its Moulin Rouge tie-in video, which featured Christina Aguilera, Lil Kim, Mya and Pink, each of whom was wearing frilly, lacy items of clothing people normally associate words like “boudoir” and “Paris.” Following that, she told us how “My Love Is Like . . . Wo,” and she signed a six-figure modeling contract. It’s easy to understand why. Check out these pics to see.
Now, normally it’s not that hot to pay off a gambling debt with sex and then date the dude who offered you the money, but in the case of Pam Anderson, it’s oddly sexy. Trashy sure, but who doesn’t want to be every now and again? It’s the reason every gym in America offers Strip Aerobics classes, people. Pam claims that she was down $250,000 at a Vegas poker table when a professional card shark (and john?) offered to pay off the debt if she gave him a little lip action. They then ended up dating. Pam apparently said, “He said if I made out with him that I could clear the thing. A couple of days went by and he followed me around like a puppy dog… I ended up paying off my debt… It worked out, I liked it… I paid off a poker debt with sexual favours and fell in love.”
Ugh - aren’t her kids old enough to read and surf the web? Those poor boys. They can’t even appreciate how hot and skanky their own mom is. [Image: Getty]
What is a man without his word? Either someone famous said that or I just totally made it up - but methinks it’s kinda true. And just over a month ago the words out of 50 Cent’s mouth were “If Kanye West sells more records than 50 Cent on September 11, I’ll no longer [perform] music. I’ll write music and work with my other artists, but I won’t put out any more solo albums.”
Last night it became official that Mr. Arrogant Tantrum-Thrower whupped Fiddy’s ass in the first week of record sales for their albums, selling 957,000 copies to Fiddy’s 691,000. So we’re sad to say, it’s time for ol’ Curtis to pack up his Vitamin Waters and get the eff out of town. Time to head back to the ol’ Connecticut mansion, climb in bed with the 10 luxury cars and call it a day. There’s nothing left for you here, 50! We still love you, but come on. You dug your own grave on this one, so go lie in it. Even the Times is saying it’s a high point for Kanye and a low point for Curtis.
And hey, Kanye already did your eulogy! He said at a concert last night, “I feel bad about beating 50, but I feel good about being number one.”
Start duct taping your doors and windows shut now, people. The end is near. Chris Crocker, of “Leave Britney alone!!!” fame (and its many spoofs), has signed a development deal with production company to create a reality TV show, which means his crock of sh*t show (hilarious!) could be coming to a small screen near you very soon. Yes, now would be a good time to kill your TV (after you watch Gossip Girls tonight, obvs). The production company says of their new diva, “It’s going to pretty much be the ‘Chris Crocker experience. We consider him a rebel character that people will find interesting. He’s going to be a TV star.”
The Hills vixen Heidi Montag apparently “dropped” another single this weekend when another song (titled “Higher”) off her upcoming album was played at her Las Vegas birthday party. Or rather, Heidi lip-synced the song with a mic in hand and awkwardly waved her arms around as if alerting someone to a house fire. The result is horrifying in that “I’ve had too many vodka tonics and now I’m soooooooooooo effing confident!” sort of way. If only she had a couple of girlfriends around to tell her how stupid she looks.
Yesterday the judge in the Britney-Kevin custody battle handed down his ruling, and damn does it paint Brit in a bad light! Here’s what the trashy exes gotta do to keep their kids:
No smack talking
No Vegas trips without each other’s consent
No spanking or other forms of skin smacking punishment
Must attend counseling and “Parenting Without Conflict” program
No getting hammered or high 12 hours prior to taking the kids
But Brit gets an even worse deal, cuz she’s kinda the worse parent. She’s gotta go to individual counseling, meet with a parenting coach, and get drug tested twice a week (the judge thinks she’s got a problem, natch). Snap! But Brit don’t care - she went out and got sh*tfaced last night at a couple of LA clubs. Sorry Sean and Jayden - mommy needs her “bottle” just as much as you kiddies do - maybe more. Betcha can’t wait for those tests to start! [Image: Getty]
It’s no secret what we think of this year’s Hip Hop Honors recipients. If we were host Tracy Morgan, we might say we want to take them out back behind the middle school and get them pregnant. So since you already know what we think, we thought we’d ask some of hip hop’s deftest minds and smoothest voices what they think of the honorees. Here’s Common, who you can watch perform at the ceremony on October 8th at 10 p.m., on A Tribe Called Quest:
That’s my favorite group. That is where hip hop lives. Low End Theory changed the way I thought about music — it made me go out and listen to jazz music. I often refer to them as the Earth, Wind and Fire of hip hop, because Earth, Wind and Fire to me is one of the greatest groups and they’ve made music that was universal. All people could appreciate it, and Tribe has that. They’ve been a huge influence on me; I listen to their music all the time — it’s timeless.
Good news:The View is still awesome without Rosie! Bad news: It’s only great when Sherri Shepherd admits strange things about herself, like that she does not know if the world is round or flat. Seriously. Isn’t that one of those undeniable, well known facts that all us humans are down with? We have five fingers on each hand, dinosaurs are extinct, the Angus Burger from Burger King is delicious, and the world is round. Unless Sherri knows something the rest of us don’t - besides how many face lifts Barbara’s had. [DListed]
Did Rihanna Go Under the Knife?
Check out these before and after pictures of the newly endowed singer and decide for yourself. [I'm Not Obsessed]
Paris Flashes and Dashes
Surely climbing over a six-foot metal fence and flashing your scantily clad crotch is helping the world in some way, right? [Cityrag]
Vanessa Hudgens Slapped with Suit
First there were naked pics, now her lawyer is suing the High School Musical star for unpaid fees. Someone’s been studying the Britney Spears book of botched career moves closely! [People]
Britney’s New Video About to Drop, Bitch
So what if you don’t want more - you’re gonna get it, this time in video form. At least lip-syncing looks better when it’s not live. [Just Jared]
Pics: Amy Winehouse is a Scary Sight
The sad singer emerges from her home without her makeup or beehive. Forget rehab - she needs a trip to the salon. [JustJared]
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Justin Timberlake: FutureSex/LoveShow, 11:30 p.m. (EST), HBO2: It’s not TV — it’s J.T. The other half of “D*ck in a Box” returns to the boob-tube in this repeat of his televised concert. Women want him and men want to be him; you can watch as the former Mickey Mouse clubber borrows liberally from Michael Jackson, Timbaland and Broadway, dicing up all his influences into a particularly delicious chopped market salad that is unlike any other salad out there today. Actually, there are other salads out there, but few of them own restaurants, dated Britney Spears and have trouble with the spacebar. FutureSex? Someone get Justin and Gwen Stefani together. They need to learn them some grammar.
The Tonight Show With Jay Leno, 11:35 p.m. (EST), NBC: Jay welcomes Dane Cook, Ali Larter and LCD Soundsystem to the show tonight. Dane, of course, is in this week’s entry into the Worst Comedy of All Time, Good Luck Chuck. Ali is the star of Heroes and on the cover of this month’s Cosmo, which promises readers insights into the “blended orgasm” and secret knowledge of crazy sex acts that “he wants you to do to him there.” LCD Soundsystem is alter-ego of DFA Records honcho James Murphy. He writes shiny pop songs that like to dress up in underground credibility. But make no mistake. They are big shiny pop tunes.