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YOKO ONO: And today, ladies and gentlemen, a very special guest. We recently made acquaint–
LADY GAGA: LADY GAGA IS HERE!
YOKO ONO: Yes, a remarkable young woman with a very, ah, artistic–
LADY GAGA: ARE YOU LISTENING TO US, LA???
YOKO ONO: I am so very pleased to meet her, the work this performer has done to make a statement about real issues, like–
LADY GAGA: ARE YOU LISTENING?!?!?!?!
YOKO ONO: We are going to take a short break I think.
LADY GAGA: We are?
YOKO ONO: Step to the side of the stage.
Politico’s Ben Smith reports NY Attorney General Andrew Cuomo is looking into claims that two Apple stores in New York refused to sell the iPad to customers of Chinese descent because of smuggling fears. Because the iPad, though produced in China, is unavailable there. (Chinese gadget-freaks will have to settle for the knockoff iPed, for now.) Cuomo’s office was alerted after NY Assemblywoman Grace Meng (D-Flushing) publicly complained last month that several of her Chinese American constituents were asked to show their passports or asked inappropriate questions while shopping for iPads.
Which means…APPLE IS THE NEW ARIZONA???
Not cool, Apple. Not. Cool.
AllKPop has posed an important intellectual property question: Did Korean gal group Girls’ Generation (aka So Nyeo Shi Dae or SNSD) rip a song off of Rihanna? The songs in question are SNSD’s chart-topper “Oh!” and Rihanna’s sizzling hot “Shut Up And Drive,” both of which sample New Order’s classic new wave hit “Blue Monday.”
Our brutish ears might be too simple to make a conclusive determination on this one, but hell, we don’t care all that much! What we’re really fascinated by is the mashup.
Some beat whiz at AllKPop produced an awesome, nerdy, well-organized YouTube video documenting both sides of the coin, allowing netizens to make their own educated decisions on the matter. They include selections of each video (which are both short-short euphorias and color hue smorgasbords), then juxtapose them atop one another at 133 rpm and a leveled pitch.
It can’t be just us… the result is like ear and eye candy. No, ear and eye crank. Why don’t we just have everybody call a truce?
I know what you’re gonna say when you read An Cafe‘s description of self:
THEY PLAY DANCEABLE ROCK MUSIC WITH HARAJUKU VIBE. THEIR UNIQUE DANCEABLE ROCK SOUND AND LIFE-SIZED LYRICS ARE EXTREMELY POPULAR AMONG YOUNG KIDS IN JAPAN. AN CAFE IS WIDELY ACCEPTED NOT JUST BY VISUAL-KEI FANS BUT ALSO BY THE J-POP FANS. ATTRACTING THEM WITH POP SOUNDS, ENTERTAINING LIVE SET AND FURTHER MORE WITH THEIR UNIQUE CHARACTERS.
That’s either a total fucking mess or the exact source that Gwen Stefani ripped off for her solo project, right? Leaning more towards “total mess!”
But y’all, I’m mesmerized by An Cafe.
This. Is what. My Dreams. Look like.
Page Six reported over the weekend that Steve Madden and Kimora Lee Simmons have made a deal for Madden to exclusively manufacture and supply all the shoes, handbags and belts for Simmons’ new Fabulosity line at JCPenney.
I know what you’re thinking… what could be more fabulous than a partnership with the king of trendy shoe knockoffs, available at malls across middle America?
Nothing, I tell you. NOTHING!
A note to aspiring DIVAsians: nothing says “singing from your gut” like a public-toilet squat with a completely uninspired trashy lingerie fashion show in the background. (Did my old roommate buy that sassy leopard set at Victoria’s Secret in ’99? I think so…)
Next stop, Carnegie Hall!!!
Cotton Candy Distraction
I realized today, while my eyes danced, semi-embarrassed, over the above image of Lucy Liu (in Valentino at the designer’s Paris show), that as long as she is working the starring-in-a-Sex-and-the-City-knockoff-means-I-am-a-fashion-icon angle, I can’t talk about her. There is simply nothing nice to say, besides stating she is beautifulzzZZZzz but always manages to look sillyZzZZzz, and some horses need just be left dead but not beaten.
What’s to say? She’s not this…
Cotton Candy Perfection
…and I guess she never will be.
I know sometimes it feels like we only talk about very distant, impersonal things– celebrities, politicians, people we don’t know that make ignorant TV shows or do stupid things to earn them a spot in the news. You know what I mean. Sigh.
So today I’ve decided to start letting you into my real, personal life. I’ve got a job. I’ve got dreams. I’ve got a family.
Below is a picture of my Aunt Sharon. She is an immigrant, a hard worker, and a good person. She walks the streets on foot in the clothes she’s collected from her children and her refugee sponsor, ignoring the creaks in her bones to peruse the local Asian market for leechees and beef shanks–which she stores in her reusable plastic grocery bag. She does all of this while carrying an umbrella to shield her precious porcelain skin from the evil sun. Her mother never allowed her to tan–she would look like a peasant–and she has carried that advice with her for her entire life. She is a good woman. She is my family.
Reuters reports that Chinese siblings, Fan Tongmei, 37, and her brother, Fan Tongxue, were busted this week for producing and selling millions of health-food product knockoffs.
Knockoffs from China? Shut your mouth!
The pair hired 10 workers to produce the fakes and sold them in 64 cities across China, reaping more than 4 million yuan ($523,500), the paper said, citing prosecutors.
The upshot? No one died from eating the fakes. Phew.
Today’s Page Six reports:
“The wardrobe budget will be big for ‘Cashmere Mafia,’ the TV pilot produced by Darren (‘Sex and the City’) Star that sounds a lot like Candace Bushnell’s ‘Lipstick Jungle.’ ‘A group of successful female executives who have been friends since college turn to each other for guidance as they juggle their careers,’ is how IMDB.com describes it. Lucy Liu and three other actresses were on Park Avenue Tuesday in front of the Seagram Building filming a scene. ‘The women were all dressed up with hair and makeup and expensive clothes with nice handbags,’ said our witness.”
Eek! I’m setting my TiVo already… Mafia sounds so sassy… so original… so unique…so ZzzZZZZZZzzzzzZZzzzzzZZZzZZZZzzZzZZZzzZzzz…
For those of you who don’t know, the new movie Red Line hits theaters today.
Does anyone else have the same questions that I do about the trailer?
How is it possible that a story about a) very rich people b) very nice cars and c) underground racing could not warrant at least one Asian principal character?
Since when do pretty white boys and Run-DMC rejects run the foreign car scene?
How is it possible that a low-rent Carmen Electra could be a believable hot-wheeler, and arguably the true donut-driving heroine of the film? Don’t DD implants make shifting gears more difficult? Isn’t it hard to push down the clutch in platforms and vinyl pants?
Wasn’t this movie released in 2001… and wasn’t it called The Fast and the Furious?
Sorry. I refuse to endure two hours of tight shots on speedometers, screeching tires, and T&A unless the majority of the screen is occupied by this: