Lady Gaga featuring Beyonce “Telephone” (Music Video)
In which Lady Gaga reminds us of the old days when a “World Premiere Music Video Short Film Event” (as well as corded land-lines) really meant something.
We can’t help but think (or hope) that somewhere Missy Elliott has just finished watching this awesomely WTF!!-to-the-infinite-power (and obviously Quentin Tarantino-influenced) smorgasbord of mass murder, girl-on-girl kissing (and prison fights!!!), bizarro fashion sense (where does one buy still-lit, half-smoked cigarette butt shades?), early Madonna eyebrows, purposefully flat acting, shared Honey Bun snacking, vogueing boy dancer chefs, future Twitter-hyped one-liners (“Once you kill a cow, you gotta make a burger“) and…erm, Tyrese, and has immediately got her record label on the phone, demanding that they get her a music video budget big enough to include James Cameron as director and the actual Moon as a set location, just so she can end up besting GaGa’s “Telephone” as the owner of 2010’s best clip.
BONUS DL: As An Aquarius (Myspace) featuring Bryan Zimmerman “Telephone (Lady Gaga/ Beyonce Cover)” (alt)
Australian chanteuse
Despite arguably being Janet Jackson’s most immediately enjoyable single in years, her new
After spending a large part of 2009 having to deal with the embarrassment of having everyone know (and freely share their opinions and concerns) about a certain Grammy night ordeal, you would think that Rihanna, one of the decade’s top singles artist, would deliver an upbeat fourth album lead-off single that was all shades of game-changing kick-ass to succinctly remind the masses of how she really became a household name in the first place.
Say what you want about it’s awkward rush to that big, key-escalating finale or, hell, the necessity of it in the first place, but be honest: Mariah Carey’s cheese-tastic cover of Foreigner’s ’80’s radio/ karaoke staple “I Want To Know What Love Is” gets the job done; if nothing else, proving that hearing a gospel choir emote the chorus couplet hasn’t at all lost it’s eye-misting effect after all these years.
Fresh from penning Whitney Houston’s surprisingly irresistable “don’t call it a comeback” entry
While the
For close to two decades (!!) we’ve relied on 
Just when you think pop music has exhausted all of it’s best tricks, that all we’ll have left is a billion regurgitations of “Boom Boom Pow” or some other ridiculous catchphrase, something comes along that smacks you across the foreheard so damn right, you once again begin to hold out hope for what the genre has to offer around the corner.
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