Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

AT&Cheat?


OMG! WTF?
Though the "American Idol" season finale was soooo last week, this money making machine is still in the headlines. And you know that good ol' cliche: "There's no such thing as bad publicity" is in full swing now.
AT&T is accused of being a "part" of some Kris Allen fan parties in Arkansas. You remeber Kris Allen (not for long)-- the dude that just won Idol, even though just about everyone thought Adam Lambert was gonna be crowned king? If you're a regular viewer of Idol, you know that AT&T is the exclusive text provider for viewers to vote. How convenient that those attendees of the Kris Allen parties were shown how to bulk text-- sending 10 text messages at a time with one push of a button. Neato1
HHHHmmmmm... the spin doctors for AT&T are playing dumb.
AT&T
Uh, we were just, uh, invited. And, uh, we just showed some of, like, the cool stuff our phones and stuff do, and so, like we showed them this cool thing about bulk texting which isn't, like, a secret.
REPORTER
Did you share the same knowledge with Adam Lambert fans?
AT&T
Who's Adam Lambert?
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I doubt the bulk voters swayed the vote (we'll thank the conservative South for that, and thumpers of God's word), but something is just a tad shady here, dontcha think?
If I were the folks associated with Idol, someone would be getting a spanking over this. Conspiracy theories have surrounded the show since day one. Let's not add fuel to that fire, which could end up burning the Idol suits.
xoxox,
RiRi


Saturday, May 16, 2009

Take the wheel...

The song "Drive" from Incubus has been in my head for the past two days.

VOICE IN MY HEAD
Would you play the damn song already!
RITA
I'll get to it. Back off!
VOICE IN MY HEAD
You know I'm not gonna go away until I get my way. I'm talking
to you for a reason.
So, I caved. It's a slap-in-the-face reminder to me that I'm in control of my life. What ever comes into my experience, I asked for it.
Same for you. Hold the wheel and drive... I posted the lyrics below.
Sometimes, I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear
And I can't help but ask myself how much I let the fear
Take the wheel and steer
It's driven me before
And it seems to have a vague, haunting mass appeal
But lately I'm beginning to find that I
Should be the one behind the wheel
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
With open arms and open eyes yeah
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
I'll be there
So if I decide to waiver my chance to be one of the hive
Will I choose water over wine and hold my own and drive?
It's driven me before
And it seems to be the way that everyone else gets around
But lately I'm beginning to find that
When I drive myself my light is found

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Pre-Mid Life Crisis?

So, I was emcee-ing a charity event last night. It was fantastic. A live auction was part of the event. I spied a piano. You'd think I'm a piano player, right? I'm a 'tinker-er' of the ivories. When i was wee little, I taught myself to play the flute. And I had a Yamaha keyboard, but I'm not sure if that earned me the moniker "piano player." Last year, I bought the most gorgeous Native American flute, and I'm playing that. Oh, and there's my big, black guitar I call "Big Bertha."

Anywho, I had to have that piano. Had. To. I figured I wouldn't have much competition, and I knew that my money would be going to a good cause, and I knew my limit.

I bid. I raised. I won.

Then I thought to myself, "Am I really gonna play this thing?" Was it all the wine I consumed that influenced my bidding? Did I just "drunk shop" at a charity event? Am I having a pre-midlife crisis?

Then I said to myself, "Fuck that. I bought it because I've always wanted an oldie-but-goodie piano. I'm an adult. I make money. I'm single-- don't have to fight with the Mister over expenditures. My only child is my dog-- don't have to save for his college education. Plus, it was for charity."

And on top of it all-- I got the piano because a girl needs SOMETHING to bang when the mood strikes.

XO,
RiRi