Nothing But A Good Time

Not quite the post I thought would follow the "It's A Girl" announcement, but my life is disjointed like that . . .

Tomorrow night is going to rock [literally] because I'm going to see Brett Michaels in concert, whom you might remember better as the lead singer of a little band called Poison! Props to Larry Budde who works across the street from Annie's, the venue showing the concert, and scored the free tickets.

Yes, I'll bring a lighter with me, ready to burn strong during the singing of "Every Rose Has Its Thorn." I swear, though, if he says the words, "And here's a song from my new album" more than three times, we're outta there. But reading this review of his solo tour, it sounds like it's going to be a little bit of nostalgia.

In keeping with this musical theme, tonight we watched parts of the American Music Awards. Random thoughts for you on what they showed:

  • Gwen Stefani appeared with rapper Pharell so she could echo back to him twenty times, "You got it like that." No singing, just saying that line over and over again. She must have owed him one. Couldn't they have gotten Martha Stewart to rap that?
  • Isn't Keith Urban from Canada? Can this really be considered country music? I mean, isn't it supposed to be our country? This stuff sounds more like Michael W. Smith anyway.
  • Way to go Hillary Duff, joining the, "I'm-Giving-Up-My-Nice-Act-To-Dress-Like-A-Skank" Club. Couldn't you have held out?
  • I really can't stand that Florida team and they way they try to use Christianity to feel both persecuted and superior to everyone else. What the . . . oh, we just flipped over to The Amazing Race. My bad. Still gotta root for the Linz's from Cincinnati.
  • Yes! Cyndi Lauper singing "Time After Time." Thanks to producers for using a black and white grainy effect to make us feel like it looks old. I mean, she did originally sing it way back in the eighties . . .
  • R Kelly wasn't there to accept his award. Still stuck in the closet, I guess [note: you know he needed a character in that song with the name Chuck in order to manufacture some well-thought rhymes].
  • Congratulations trend-setter Ashlee Simpson! Lipsyncing is still alive and well . . . in awards shows.
As philosopher Shakira said tonight, "Music is a language all it's own."