Finding out that Britney Spears’ tour has a dumb name is kind of like finding out that Charles Manson cheats at Scrabble – could your opinion really sink any lower? Isn’t it already at rock bottom?
I just saw a few minutes of a B. S. concert on HBO. Is it all lip-synced? I find it hard to believe she can bounce around on stage like an aerobic instructure and sing a song perfectly in tune and with no heavy breathing. During a break between songs, she was speaking to the audience, and you could hear her breathing into the microphone (which isn’t surprising given her stage “workout”). She then leaped into a song and the heavy breathing stopped.
Wouldn’t it be easier to just, you know, hire some people to do the dancing/aerobics/eye candy part so she can focus on what she’s ostensibly getting paid for? (Doens’t Culture Beat do this all the time?)
Seriously, why don’t more singers 1) realize they can’t dance; that’s why they’re singers, and 2) find someone who can? This isn’t laser surgery, people!
(Can’t believe I actually used “laser surgery” as a metaphor. Must be too much girl-pop music. )
Ha! Have you actually heard her sing? Even with the digital enchancement, she’s pretty bad. Britney may technically be a singer, but I am quite certain that her income is strictly as a result of the “dancing/aerobics/eye candy” portion of her act.
Now, now, people. It’s obvious that it’s a deep and meaningful reference to Edgar Allen Poe’s poetic lament:
In a display of insight and self-awareness remarkable in one so young, Ms. Spears has come to realize the fleeting nature of fame and celebrity. In essence, this tour is a rage against the dying of the light. Ironically, a show with such deep insight will most likely ensure her popular and critical acclaim for many years to come.