The first episode of The Salt-N-Pepa show doesn’t hit VH1 till Monday at 10/9c, but you can watch it in its entirety now on VSPOT. Peep the first act below, which finds the hip-hop legends reuniting after years of estrangement.
The section’s biggest revelation: that “Push It” is perceived by some to be about sex. Or, as Pepa implies, “Aw, p****! P**** good! P**** real good!” Be that as it may, WTF? That never crossed my mind, but then again, I don’t know if I ever really thought about what that song was really about. What do you think? What does “Push It” mean to you?
Oh, and you can watch the rest of the episode here.
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Katie Holmes is planning on fulfilling a life-long dream and running in this November’s New York City Marathon. According to OK! Magazine, the mother of one has been training around Berlin while her husband is shooting Valkyrie, the story of a group of Nazi officers who planned to assassinate Hitler.
Tomkat’s security crew have already been scoping out the 26.2 mile route to devise a security plan for Holmes. Will Tom, Suri and the Beckhams be watching from the sidelines, cheering her on? We came up with a few sign suggestions Tom can get Suri working on to hold up for Katie:
“Remember Suri’s Silent Birth? Bet That Hurt A Lot More!”
“Run Like Xenu’s Chasing You!”
On Thursday, Beyoncé unveiled the newest item in her line of ideas to ensure world domination: the B’Phone. It’s said to be designed by Bey herself although that seems unlikely as it does not come with a lace-front wig and is far slimmer than anything you’d expect from her. In short, it is not in her likeness. It includes an MP3 player and, more excitingly, a song that Beyoncé recorded when she was 10! Says Bey:
“When I was 10, I recorded a song called ’632-5792′ — a phone number. It’s a little embarrassing but it’s cute. There’s a recording of that song on the phone exclusively for my fans. I wanted to make sure people got a feel for who I really am. It’s only through this phone that you can get this close to my life.“
Oh yeah, she’s embarrassed all the way to the bank. And also, I don’t think that this gets me close enough to her life so that I can reach out and smack her upside the head for being arrogant enough to think that on my phone I want some prepubescent warbling that she has had lying around in a shoebox for the past 15 years. If the phone doesn’t go, “Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh, oh no no,” then I DO. NOT. WANT.
But here are some pictures of her at the New York unveiling of this worthless piece of crap anyway:
[Billboard / All images: Getty]
Seen what’s going on in the last few weeks of 30 Rock? Jenna‘s weight ballooned because her Broadway role demanded she eat pizza every day. Jack had heart attack that he’s trying to keep secret for corporate advancement reasons. Gay West-Coast careerist Devon Banks hit town to marry the boss’s daughter. Tracy‘s wife dumped him because he’s stone-ass crazy. Loveless Liz bought a wedding dress out of unfounded optimism.
Every week we’ll choose four or five jewels from the latest episode. Do let us know if you’re planning on buying a “Me Want Food” t-shirt.
Liz: What kind of diet is going to do that?
Jenna: It’s the Japanese Porn Star diet. I can only eat paper, but I can eat all the paper I want.
Jack: Banks – what are you doing in town? Drawn to the phallic nature of our skyline?
Tracy: Angie and I said things that can’t be taken back. She called my vanity license plate “inscrutable.” ICU81MI – hilarious!
Janet Jackson‘s career is about to get a face lift unlike any it has seen since she got her…face lift. The big news is that Janet’s next album, which she says should be out early next year, may not end up including any contributions from Jimmy Jam and Terry Lewis, the production gods that single-handedly turned her into a megastar by outfitting her with the robotic Minneapolis funk that defined her initial musical success. Starting with 1986′s Control, Jam and Lewis have been Janet’s key collaborators, contributing more to each album since than any other outside producer she enlisted. Together the three of them are R&B Voltron. Today, the robot sleeps.
Janet revealed the news during a press conference for her new film Why Did I Get Married?, when she revealed that Ne-Yo, Rodney Jerkins and (everyone groan all together) Jermaine Durpri are on her list of collaborators, but Jam and Lewis are not…at least for now.
After yesterday’s rash of fake covers for Britney Spears‘ forthcoming Blackout disc (including one “verified” by the always reliable source that is Fox News), one comes along that could really be real. Really! Via ONTD, this one supposedly can be found on Sony BMG’s login-only promo site that services images and album info to media outlets. Of course, the irony of this being the possible official cover is that a) it’s about 10 times uglier and tackier than Cheeto-dusted fingers and b) a fan could have made it. Literally! The main image is just a colorized version of a shot previously used for the U.K. version of the “Gimme More” single:
Look at all that effort! It’s the album-artwork equivalent of that somnambulist performance Britney stumbled through on this year’s VMAs. Or that laughable “Gimme More” video. Or, you know, Britney’s half-hearted attempts to win back her kids. Whatever, at least this project has a theme: sloth.
Bet you Photoshop geniuses have some ideas what the real Brit cover art should look like. Send us some examples to email@example.com and we’ll put them up.
Anniston and Vaughn: Kissing + Hugging?
He’s so tall and she’s so cute. They had to reconcile sometime. But will their meetings lead to love?
Bloom Becomes Hollyweird Accident Star #4723
Dude leaps from sidewalk into some guy’s car, busts up his own ride later in the evening. It’s all good.
Brit’s CD Label Sues Perez Hilton For Leaks
Evidently it’s not cool to leak tracks from the blogosphere’s number one party girl. If you do this, you will talk to lawyers.
Hot in Here: Al Gore Wins Nobel Prize
If you fight the good fight, you will be recognized – unless you’re running for president and you’re counting on Florida.
What Does Baby Borat Look Like?
No, Sascha Baron Cohen’s kid hasn’t been born yet, but mom sure looks like she’s going to drop him/her any day now.
It wasn’t Live Earth or the Dream Concert, just the Jimmy Kimmel show. But Michael Jackson, Prince, Rod Stewart, Stevie Wonder, and Rick James all united on-stage for a throwback disco ditty that may be junk but sure is juicy. Justice, the French electronica outfit, is officially in the house with its new Daft Punk meets The Go! Team workout tune, “D.A.N.C.E.” And you thought that Gorillaz were the only production team working the cartoon character shtick.
Friday morning query: Will you forward this to a friend over the weekend?
Every week we round up selections from the funniest and most brutal film criticism out there so that you don’t waste your cash at the theaters and laugh a little at Hollywood’s expense. This week: In Elizabeth: The Golden Age, Cate Blanchett reprises the role that made her a star. This sequel, however, isn’t going to alter her Q rating. But the clothes are pretty, and in a Hollywood on the verge of a writers’ strike, that’s something.
“It seems Elizabeth’s reign wasn’t so much about resolving matters of the heart, maintaining the love of her people, dealing with her scheming cousin Mary Queen of Scots and defeating the Spanish Armada, so much as wearing the right costume for the right event.” — The Washington Post
“An unholy mixture of the banal and the bombastic.” — New York
Memo: To All Fans of The Office
From: Your Supervising Manager of Office Re-Caps for VH1.com
RE: The Effing Best Moments from Tonight’s Office Episode!!!
Below please find my favorite Office highlights of the evening. Kindly respond to this memo with your picks. Failure to reply will result in your termination from Office fan-ship, as well as a cancellation of our pizza order for today’s
Lunch Lanch Party.
1. Meredith’s crotch cast looked even better with Jim’s signature on it. But it appeared that he signed the name John Krasinksi on her pelvic armor. Just who the hell is that?