I am just not that into awards shows, you know? The one exception is the Oscars and even then, I take considerable flack from my husband for watching.
Pop music, especially, is not a market I keep track of. Beyonce. Pink. Lady GaGa. These are names that have been on the outer-edge of my radar without my really knowing who or what these women are about…
…and for good reason, evidently.
This morning’s paper was full of photos. Miley Cyrus in a really short dress—shorter than her weave! the reporter said. The lady known as Lady Gaga looked remarkably like an extra on Star Trek. My girls took one look and renamed her Lady Yuck Yuck.
(No offense to Lady Gaga.)
(Okay, perhaps a little.)
It was the above photo that really got to me—a barely concealed, beribboned Pink, whose “show-stopping” performance earned a standing ovation. For crying out loud, I thought to myself, is this the best that American pop culture has to offer?
The televised indecency is nothing new, of course. I just find it really sad (and telling) that these women need to sell themselves in order to sell their music.
Even worse than that, we buy it.
- See Also: The Lady Gaga and Madonna Parade