The Poptimists Review Of The Year 2006: Dancing about Arguetexture

[freakytigger.livejournal.com]

Two somewhat difficult categories to administer today - the "argument of the year", difficult because only one thing really got widely nominated. And the "thing to dance (to)", difficult because nothing got nominated twice!

Here are the 'argument' nominees.

The Paris Hilton Wars: Is PH's album a triumph or a travesty? Should it be taken seriously? What are the hataz really playing at? Here's The Lex vs Plan B, and Dave Moore on Paris at Stylus.
Indie vs Emo in the Freaky Trigger Comments Box: This one will run and run. Delve in here and here.
Lordi: Worthy Eurovision Winners?: The argument that tore the Eurovision community apart - pantomime or "real rock"? And is that a good thing anyway? If anyone can point me to evidence for this argument I'd be grateful.

As for the dance to nominees...

"Monster" is a rock song about a hill and a monster.
"We Are Your Friends" is a much-loved golden oldie.
"Chicken Noodle Soup" is big on YouTube.
Magda is a tea-making DJ.
"We Share Our Mother's Health" is Scandiravian.

[Poll #893038]

You can still vote in earlier polls and nominate for the remaining categories.

Comments

Re: Shitheads March To Victory

[piratemoggy.livejournal.com]

[pt. 2]
Mind you, not having a telly, I actually have no idea what she did with regards to that. She may have said something to that effect. The only thing I can remember her saying about her album is that there was a track on it called 'Blind Star' (yer wot? etc.) about P!nk, in response to 'Stupid Girls.'

I think my problem really, possibly along with some other Paris-haters (I would hypothesise that for the vast majority of people who hate Paris, she's become the Britney figure that nu-metal created for most people, whereby she was some kind of vacuous stereotype who might well be Satan with her mainstream-ness and oh my god pop etc.) is that she's totally alien and at once rather too close to home. I can't imagine having that much money and swanning around and celebrity parties... but I can imagine going down the pub every night on my parents' money (being a student) and really, she makes me very uncomfortable. I can't relate to her attitude about it, though.

I think the other thing is that... I don't care how hard she works. No one deserves that much. Bill Gates doesn't deserve his money, Tony Blair doesn't deserve his money, Noam Chomsky doesn't deserve his money. I can't just look at her and think 'she's working really hard to do what she wants' because I don't think anyone could justify getting what she appears to want. Maybe the fucktape screwed her up (pun unintended)and it's some kind of self-reassurance trip but what she does says 'I am a cynical businesswoman and I'm expoiting you and you love it.' Which is difficult for a nation of cynics to swallow and some kind of base moral stops (most of) the sort of people who buy CDs thinking that's alright, it's her business plan whereas people who might fall for that wouldn't pay for the CD, I suspect.

I'm falling asleep, so this probably reads like a three-year-old dribbled it.

My basic point was... Paris just represents something I (and I assume other people) feel really bad about and I (and a lot of other people) really can't face thinking about it enough to allot her any respect/affection. Basically, I can't relate to Paris and I can't detach her, either.