Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Sarah is Magic


I want to use this week’s rant to proclaim my love for Sarah Silverman. I hope themo understands. Sarah seems to be convinced that her gig as “awards show host” means “treat celebrities like that dude who got horse-raped to death.” She allegedly even provoked Brittney Spears’ latest and greatest video debacle. Apparently Brittney overheard Silverman practicing her joke basically calling Brittney’s kids two really cute mistakes. It was a nice joke, but nothing like the Paris Hilton that Silverman took earlier this year. I don’t believe Spears is coherent enough to process any thought other than the vague idea that she needs more Cheetoes. I’m pretty sure you could walk up to Brittney at this point and light her hair extensions on fire and she would need to hear about it through her publicist before she became aware of it.

But I love the fact that Silverman was delivering jokes into a vacuum. Sarah was putting it to the “stars” that were in attendance in her monologue, but other than laughing at Brittney and Paris (who only seem to exist to mock and deride), they didn’t seem to enjoy being the butt of a joke. The problem is they don’t realize that they are all jokes; studio creations who exist merely to sell some producer’s sonic abortion. And before you jump in with “you don’t get it because you’re old,” this has been the case for decades and it will continue to be the case as long as there are record companies and producers who can exploit some “artist” who dropped out of high school to become a star.

These people live lives that are so artificial that they begin to believe it’s all real. It is like The Truman Show, but instead of living in a bubble, these divas are vaguely aware of the fact that there are other people out there, but to them we all exist to celebrate their coolness. My love for Sarah has to do with the fact that she is willing to get up in front of these pampered mouth-breathers and call them on it. It is like she is pulling back the curtain and showing us all that the bitchin' façade that the music industry is selling us is really just a bunch of talent-deficient douche-bags waiting for someone to give them a gift bag and some groupies. Maybe we need another turf-war to thin the herd a bit, only this time Kanye and Justin can kick each other in the pussy until the other quits crying.

Homer

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Well put, Homer. I was reading that the VMA's are suffering from a ratings downslide. When I worked at Virgin in 2000 the VMA's were the the best show in town (according to the media). The music industry is failing and I can't wait to piss on the embers.

Anonymous said...

I do think it's funny that people are wishing for the VMA's of yesteryear. Kathy Griffin (who I love) was on Ellen saying she missed it when it was a good show. I'm sorry, when was the VMA's worth watching, like ever? Sure, I recall being 15 and getting really excited about certain performances, but it's never been the show of shows that people are saying it was. Like Homer says, it's always been around to celebrate the retards who were lucky enough to find a record exec to blow.

Not that everyone on MTV got there that way. There is SOME talent out there, and guess what? Those are the people Sarah Silverman doesn't talk about. Because they're there for a reason. Everyone else should be subject to a direct piss on by whoever has the cajones to give it to them properly. Thanks Sarah.