T-Pain‘s music paints him as something of a player, as he falls in love with strippers and partakes in one-night stands (after buying a girl only one drink!). His home life is actually much different — he’s been married for two years. When asked about how his wife feels about his musical persona, the man sometimes known as Teddy Penderazdoun said this:
"My wife doesn’t mind. All the money goes back to her. And that, she don’t mind at all."
Nice that she can be bought so easily. Love don’t mean a thing if it ain’t got that bling. In addition to the divide between his music and his home life, T-Pain also sees a divide between his music and image — he may sound smooth on record, but in reality, he’s chunky. "I’m not trying to be Mr. Six-Pack," he says. And as this recent shot (source) proves…
…it’s a good thing he’s not. [New York Daily News / Top image credit: Getty]
– The Dylan biopic I’m Not There — starring Heath Ledger, Christian Bale, Richard Gere and Cate Blanchett as Bob Dylan (yes, all of them) — gets the Subterranean Homesick Blues treatment with this movie poster.
- "Idol" may not have wanted her for the finale, but Katharine McPhee is ready for her indie close-up. She’s set to star in The Last Caller, and she’ll play a "self-obsessed woman who searches for love, hope and meaning during a few random events with other urban seekers."
- Who gets the biopic treatment twice over? The Candy Man does. Outkast’s Andre 3000 is slated to star as Sammy Davis, Jr. in Sammy and Kim, while Denzel Washington will star in and direct In Black and White.
Britney Spears took some time out over the weekend during her Mexican beach vacation to warn her fellow sunbathers of an epidemic facing them: Portuguese men ‘o war. A source told People that she approached an older couple and said, "Be careful, there are lots of man o’ war jellyfish washing up on shore, you don’t want to get stung." OK, Grandma Spears. Why not go all out and tell them to put on their jackets so as not to catch cold?
The source adds that Britney was "sweet" and seemed "happy and carefree" on the beach. It’s nice to see that she’s bouncing back after hitting rock bottom. It’s amazing what peeing in the ocean can do to lift spirits! [People / Image credit: Getty]
It’s not whether you win or lose, it’s how you play the Game — or, in this case, how the Game plays you. During a pick-up basketball game in February, the Game (born Jayceon Taylor) got into a fight with a player on the opposing team. Demonstrating good sense and a healthy outlook on conflict resolution, the 27-year-old allegedly punched the offending player and went to his car (red Cadillac Escalade, natch), grabbed a gun and threatened to shoot the dude. Yesterday he was charged with making a criminal threat, possession of a firearm in a school zone and exhibiting a firearm in the presence of an officer. He was not, however, charged with bad taste or wanton display of public dumbness. (He’s not exactly remorseful.) He’s being arraigned today. If convicted, he faces up to five years in the pen.
Kate Dumps Goofy Owen
Wilson has been kicked to the curb because he can’t commit. If that’s all Hudson wanted, she should have stuck out her marriage. [NY Post]
Paris On Her Best Behavior
Officials say that the jumpsuit-clad heiress is being gracious and polite in jail and has been allowed to keep in her hair extensions. [TMZ]
We’ll miss her eyebrows most.
What? They’re really expressive!
It seems like Pamela Anderson takes on more embarassing jobs the older her kids get. From Playboy to Baywatch, she’s done just about everything to make a tween blush. Even worse, the aging babe revealed that she recently sat her two sons down to have "the talk."
You know, the one where your parents tell you about the sex tape they made on a yacht before you were born, that’s been seen by millions around the globe.
Now Pam is parading across a Vegas stage three times a week assisting magician Hans Klok
(it hurts to say that out loud), dressed in a bathing suit that looks
more like a sparkly piece of plastic wrap stretched to it’s breaking
point across her buxom bits and pieces.
If Brandon and Dylan (both born during the Beverly Hills 90210
years, obviously) aren’t hiding under the couch yet, they should be.
Or maybe they should try the sex swing, it’s probably a little roomier
Last week, Britney Spears posted a lengthy letter to fans on her website vaguely detailing her many recent woes, which included cutting "so many people" out of her life. Hmm. Ya’ll think she was talkin’ about her mama Lynne?
Rumors have been circulating for a while that the once close mother-daughter team are no more, and now the tight-lipped matriarch of the Spears clan is set to appear on Wednesday’s Hot Topics segment of The View ( Lynne’s name appeared on the show’s schedule earlier today, but has since been removed. What gives?). Fingers around the world are crossed that she’s there to dish the dirt on her whacked-out daughter and their deteriorating relationship.
The first thing I hope she blabs about? Why Britney continues to think it’s okay to run around looking like THIS.
Our Tour Survival Guide checks in with rockers about life on the road. Phish’s Page McConnell is starting a solo tour to celebrate the arrival of his new CD.
GOT GOOD PLUMBING?
One time in Atlanta we were putting together the set list, and as we were writing, it fell in the toilet. And it was a harbinger for some kind of plumbing problem that happened later. It’s a small theatre and a water line broke up near the concession area; ultimately, it came down through the seats and filled up a section near the stage. We had to cancel t he second set because of electricity dangers. As I recall, we sang some a cappella songs. The set list and the set itself were both under water.
Doing interviews on the road is interesting. They can take you anywhere. Recently I did Public Radio in the morning and a local shock jock thing in the afternoon. Before they had me on, they had to tape up the windows of the studio because they had two strippers in there playing a game. They’d take questions over the phone and for every right answer they’d disrobe to another level. It was different than earlier in the day; I’d played a couple songs on a grand piano in a nice studio, being introduced by a guy with a deep voice. It’s funny being out in the public eye again.
It’s barely been a week, and already Lindsay Lohan has been spotted sneaking out of the Promises Treatment Center (chaperoned, of course) to work up a sweat at a local gym and hit up an AA meeting.
It’s hard to believe that the red-haired diva – who is reportedly still planning on throwing a Vegas birthday bash – is so particular about her treadmill options that she needed to split. It’s not like she was busy working out in the weeks leading up to her latest booze-fueled meltdown, unless she counts her liver as a body part that needs exercise. And I’m sure that the exclusive Promises, at $48,000 a month, has all the state of the art gym equipment the spoiled actress needs.
Let’s be real – Lilo just missed her paparazzi pals. Getting her picture snapped is one addiction that she’s not planning on kicking anytime soon.