Speaking about her relationship with rehab rocker Pete Doherty, supermodel Kate Moss told the Interweb, “Sonny and Cher we’re not!” This is true. Late last month, style blog Fashionista reported that photographer Ryan McGinley had shot the couple naked for the June issue of W magazine. It would follow, then, that Pete and Kate think of themselves more like John and Yoko (recalling the famous Annie Leibovitz shoot on the cover of Rolling Stone).
But in terms of temperament, there are other rock ’n’ roll couples that come to mind. Not Kurt and Courtney, say, or Sid and Nancy either. More like Keith Richards and Anita Pallenberg. Who would you peg them as?
Maybe you might have heard a little something about Spider-Man 3 opening on May 4th. If you live in New York, however, Spidey’s going to be unavoidable: In addition to the film’s premiere at the Tribeca Film Festival on May 1st, the gala in Queens (Peter Parker’s home borough) and arachnid exhibits at the Museum of Natural History, April 30th-May 6th is officially Spider-Man Week in NYC. No hero has shilled this hard since R2D2 started working for the post office.
As if the granny-suing, example-making, American idolatry-foisting music industry needed any more bad press, now it seems the RIAA is going after websites that have posted tracks from the forthcoming Nine Inch Nails record, Year Zero. On par, that seems like the sort of thing that the RIAA should be doing. Except, of course, when you consider that the band leaked those tracks intentionally. Speaking to Billboard, an inside source said, “These f*cking idiots are going after a campaign the label signed off on.” To be fair, Trent Reznor’s newest album does feature an intense guerilla marketing campaign. Then again, so did Snakes on a Plane, and that proved to be less than convincing.
Photos: Nine Inch Nails
Justin Timberlake’s mad as hell and he’s not going to take it anymore. The fair-haired golden child of the pop charts told Details that he despises the tabloids. Quoth Mr. SexyBack, “They create soap operas out of people’s lives. [Britney and I] had our thing, and it’s over. They edit that stuff like MTV edits reality shows. It’s a spin game, and I choose not to take part in it.” While we applaud Justin’s attempts to keep his private life private, we’re also forced to wonder how that’s going to work in America’s new yellow-journalism culture. Would you want your pop stars respectable? And if so, what would happen to US Weekly?
Call it the battle of the super-producers. Beat-whiz Timbaland (most recently of Justin Timberlake fame) has dissed Scott Storch (whose name is whispered enticingly at the start of one of those Paris Hilton songs). The New York Post reports that Timbaland was partying at New York club Marquee when the bad business went down. Apparently, Timba announced to the crowd, “Scott Storch is a bitch!” He’s more eloquent on his song “Give It to Me,” which has lyrics that go a little something like: "I get a half a mil for my beats/You get a couple grand. Never gonna see the day that I ain’t got the upper hand." But does he? Or is that sort of smack-talk the pre-emptive strike of an insecure Timbaland?
Sometime Police frontman Sting suffered a rather large diss last Wednesday at the hands of Paul Weller, the former frontman of the Jam and a person who is obviously suffering from irritable bowel syndrome. Weller was playing a gig at Royal Albert Hall in London when he spotted a picture of Sting playing the venue in 2000. The sight so incensed Weller that he spat on the photograph and was overheard saying, “F*cking tw*t” as he walked away. Way to call it like you see it, Paul. Mr. Cranky Pants has a long history of insulting musicians. Here are a few recent hits:
On James Blunt: “"I’d rather eat my own sh*t than duet with James Blunt.”
On Freddie Mercury: "He said he wanted to bring ballet to the working classes. What a c*nt."
Also on Sting: “F*cking horrible man. Not my cup of tea at all. F*cking rubbish. No edge, no attitude, no nothing."
Paul Weller: More or less entertaining than a sock filled with cream cheese?
Last night’s White House Correspondents’ Dinner was a hootin’, hollerin’ affair. President Bush warmed up the crowd with a few funnyisms, like when he joked about Senator Barack Obama’s “sleek, hairless pecs.” Fun, right? Even funner: When the baby-faced Darth Vader of the current Administration, Karl Rove, one of the president’s most trusted advisors and the man who has frequently been called “Bush’s brain,” got up on stage and rapped. He dubbed himself MC Rove and augmented his impromptu freestyling with some hippity-hoppity footwork – picture a cross between Lord of the Dance and what might happen were you to suddenly realize you were sitting in a pile of dogsh*t. [Continued after the jump.]
Nirvana was always threatening to go highbrow, and now Seattle’s Spectrum Dance Theater is taking them there. Called Nevermind, the theater’s new contemporary dance show debuts March 31st. Based on the 1991 record that changed everything forever, the production will feature the band’s music and dancers playing roles that represent Kurt Cobain and Courtney Love. The complicated choreography – how, exactly, do you block interpretive steps for addiction, being shredded by the press and suicide? – is by Donald Byrd, who has worked for Broadway (The Color Purple).
"It’s about how the sense of unconditional love, that someone loves you, is what makes the difference between life and death," he told The Seattle Times. Here’s the million-dollar question (literally): Does this show do more to honor Cobain’s memory than Courtney Love licensing Nirvana songs for use in CSI: Miami? Serious question, people. Think about it.
Forget about that image of Lindsay Lohan as a troubled superstar that you might have in your head — the latest spin on her life is that it’s not very different from that of any normal girl of her age. In a brief interview conducted by People at the Los Angeles premiere of the Showtime series The Tudors on Monday, Lindsay seemed so mundane while discussing herself. After the jump, we review what what we’ve learned:
The latest entry in the Flavor of Love Girls: Charm School Starring Mo’Nique behind-the-scenes pre-series has hit the ‘Net. Hottie’s certifiably insane segment features her dog Cash, a chance meeting with Flav, some shots of her mansion and red-carpet cavorting. Like Dat’s comparatively quiet entry features the Jersey City native taking a nice trip to the country and throwing it down on a radio show. "I am big, I am happy, somebody love me, whatever," says Like Dat. And now with Charm School on the way, imagine how many more people will have the chance to love her!
Flavor of Love Girls: Charm School Starring Mo’Nique premieres Sunday, April 15 at 10/9c on VH1.
Show Page: Charm School