Supposedly, I’m Beck.
If I had my druthers, I’d ruther be Steve Perry, or Joe Satriani.
Arg. Ricky Martin.
Wow, I’m Bjork too.
Oh yeah, the rock star in you is all Macy Gray. You are an intriguing, glamorous, groovy girl— free and fabulous as they come. You and Macy have got a lot going on and people just want to know what makes you tick. One minute sophisticated urban diva, next minute keeping it true to the street, you are style, sass, and cool without even trying. You are the goddess of groovy living and girl power, unleashing your fanciful whims through your words, dreams, and independent lifestyle. Feed your inner Macy Gray, honey. *We love to watch. *
rowrrrrr.
This thing is obviously deranged. I couldn’t be less like Ricky Martin.
Out of the celebs available, I would have expected to score closer to a Sting or a Chris Isaak. With THAT, I could deal.
- Dave
I am so Beck-ish, so Beck-like, so Beck-azoid, so entirely Beck except for the fact I am female, although I get the feeling he is in touch with his feminine side big time. My dream is to go to Amsterdam and see a Beck concert with Coldfire…(once again, do NOT reveal this to Mr. Beckwall)
Still another Beck, here. What’s up with this. Are we all more alike than we realize? Great minds think alike? Yeah! That’s it!
Damn, I’m Bjork too. Fitting for a Kryddstelpa.
(Means Spice Girl in Icelandic - Ginger=Spice, Girl=Me!)
Oh gawd.
I am Ricky Martin. Somebody, please kill me.
I am not living la vida loca…
Another Beck here – who looks like the male version of Bjork, by the way they have the possible results set up:
Ricky Martin Britney Spears
Eminem Madonna
Chris IsaacSade
Lenny Kravitz Macy Gray
Tommy Lee Courtney Love
Beck Bjork
Sting Celine Dion
Randy Travis Faith Hill
So, uh, I’ve heard of Beck, but all I know is his name and what’s in the description. (Oh yeah, and I knew one of his songs was called “Loser”.) But that’s it.Yeah.
[obscure Canadian reference}
bernse, sweetie, we couldn’t kill you. Then we’d only have Ian Tyson as our resident rock star!
[/obscure Canadian reference}
The whiskey rasp, the biting lyrics, the world-weary perspective . . . and that Rebecca DeMornay thing. Definitely Leanord Cohen.
Huh? The web thing? Oh.
Beck.
What’s that about. He’s a loser, baby. Why don’t we kill him? (Actually, he gives a great concert, but it better be indoors. Outdoors he’s liable to blow away in the first stiff breeze.)
I’m Lenny Kravitz, too, which is funny since my wife has the hots for him.
Shoot me please,
I’m Faith Hill.
ew.
I went back and changed answers to how I would answer them if I WAS a rock star, and it said I was Beck.
Bjork.
(“Oh, Bjork, Bjork, were you brought by the stork - or were you created from butter and cork?” - the Brunching Shuttlecocks)
she’s small, and she’s odd, like an electron or quark
[sub]oh Bjork, oh Bjork, oh Bjork[/sub]
She’s much more attractive than even Judge Bork
[sub]oh Bjork, oh Bjork, oh Bjork[/sub]
I’d travel the nation, LA to New York
[sub]oh Bjork, oh Bjork, oh Bjork[/sub]
–but she’s probably in Iceland, so that wouldn’t work
[sub]oh Bjork, oh Bjork, oh Bjork[/sub]
I came up Bjork, but if it were up to me, I’d be Dave Navarro.
Thanks Ginger, I now have reason to live knowing you care. I may be able to make it past the shame.
But let me get one thing straight. Are you calling Ian Tyson a Rock Star???
Lenny Kravitz