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Tuesday, January 18, 2005




I thought I would try something a little bit different today. Instead of just bitching or glowingly praising something I thought I would do a combination of both in a new segment I’m going to call Things that Kick/Suck Ass.

Things That Kick Ass- Kevin Smith movies

On Sunday night I was half heartedly sorting through my DVDs when I came across my collection of Kevin Smith movies. That evening I watched “Chasing Amy” and “Mallrats” and I enjoyed them both quite a bit. Although I have seen all of the Jay and Silent Bob movies a thousand times they never fail to make me chuckle. The mix of smart satire and utter vulgarity is right up my alley and I would definitely recommend all of Kevin Smiths movies to anyone that is looking for a few laughs. Except “Jersey Girl”, although you might laugh at how horrible it is.

Thing That Sucks Ass- Gwen Stefani’s Solo Career

I think I know why Gwen Stefani and the rest of No Doubt went their separate ways. I think that one day Gwen Stefani approached the rest of the band and the following conversation ensued:

“Hey guys, I have a great idea for a new song.”

“Mhmmm?”

“Yeah, I thought we could pull a P-Diddy, but instead of sampling an old rock song we could sample a song from a musical. Look, I already stole a song from Fiddler on the Roof and rewrote some of the lyrics!”

“….”

“Oh, oh! I also wrote a cool fill for my friend Eve! You guys all remember how talented she is!”

“Hey, Gwen, y’know what you should do? You should pursue a solo career.”

“Yeah Gwen, I think the rest of us are just holding you back.”

“Really? Wow guys that is so cool of you!”

Gwen leaves the room

“Dude, that was the stupidest fucking idea ever.”

“Yeah, let’s go get some Taco Bell.”

Yeah, Gwen Stefani’s song “Rich Girl” is horrible, but only as horrible as the rest of her latest album, “Love.Angel.Music.Baby”. I never was a No Doubt fan, but as far as pop-rock went they were alright. Alone, however, Gwen Stefani has almost as much talent as Ashley Simpson’s song writers. How anyone listens to her dribble is beyond me.


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