Thursday, August 25, 2005

Audience is the Real Rock STAR

OKAY, OKAY, I admit it. I watch a lot of reality T.V. Hell I watch a lot of T.V. but am taken with the craze of reality programming. Better than participating in my own life right? :-))) The latest craze, that’s just it isn’t it, CRAZE, revolves around one of my late teen favorites turning into one of my adult favorite shows. That's right! INXS has become a new T.V. Rock Star. WHAT?!? Not because it’s great. NO! NO! NO! But that it’s a way of reviving Richard Hatch’s nakedness while listening to big hair stadium styled poisoned “I really want to be in your band like no other”. It’s so bad that it makes me laugh. WHY?

  • It’s not that Brooke Burke sounds flat in a high-pitched monotone and that her hair was borrowed from Jaclyn Smith (see Charlies angles)
  • It’s not that Dave Navarro would sleep with all of the performers except JD (but wait! Wasn’t he married on some other reality show?)
  • It’s not that I want to color in the mustache and beard of Kirk Pengilly
  • It’s not that the bearded member talks about how he Personally Knows this and that band allllll the fricking time

NO! NO! NO! What makes me laugh so hard, like seeing Richard Hatch’s naked ass as his stranded shipmates gawk at him, is the way that the audience is soooooo into the music. Is this real? Or is there some hidden L-dopa magic pumped into the air throughout the show? Just what are the subliminal messages saying? Clap! Go Bonkers! Raise the Roof! The audience is nutters!!!! Plain and simple, they go sooooo absurdly wild listening to the different contestants that their reactions have to be artificially enhanced.

Most of the compositions are classics and span different musical tastes. This works and cannot be the reason why the audience enjoys the show so much. Hell I doubt any of them really know who the Rolling Stones or REM are. What doesn’t work are the fabulously crapy renditions by the likes of Ty (what the Opera), Heather (can I get another butterfly plz), and whomever else sucks the big microphone of sadness. Maybe when Mig shows off his abs for all the honeys and Dave. The audience laps it up and the panties go a flying. Maybe as JD stabs the air once again they feel as if they too can touch the hand of God. Maybe they are paid to watch a sign above the stage that blinks on periodically like some 50’s live show demanding, “Applause”. Maybe they’re all bums paid to look enthused. Shoot! Pay me 5 bucks a day and I’ll yell and scream for any ol’ new INXS wannabe. Whatever the reason, the audience makes the show well worth it and I will continue to support it so long as it doesn’t interfere with the new season of Survivor.

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