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Showing posts with label Girlicious. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Girlicious. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

To discuss Google failing the well-intended

Dear Google searchers:

Hey, what's going on? It's been a couple months since I last wrote to you, when you were voraciously looking for Alicia Sacramone's leotard-covered nipples. (Did you find them? Let me know...also, let Child Services know.) I figured I'd try to help out those of you who recently used Google to find your soul-searching answers, only to be led astray to porn sites, unattended Angelfire accounts and this blog.

The following are all actual Google searches that led people to WildARSChase (courtesy of Sitemeter):
  • "Quarantine and the Doomsday Virus": Let me help you out here. DON'T SEE QUARANTINE MY GOD MAN HIDE THE WOMEN AND CHILDREN THIS MOVIE IS GOD SMITING THE WICKED. Also, the Doomsday Virus is a rabies-like disease that makes people eat each other's necks off, not unlike an overzealous teenage boy attempting his first hickie.
  • "Karaoke Girlicious Blogspot": Were you going to sing a karaoke song done by Girlicious? Did that train wreck girl group ever put out a song? Couldn't you just do something by the Pussycat Dolls? (make sure you wear only leather chaps and a studded bra)
  • "Was Tyra wearing flip-flops in the latest Friday Night Lights when she takes Cash back?": First off, you need to learn something called "keywords"- it helps you avoid long sentences in a Google search. Also, I'm not sure if she was, but I doubt it. Tyra rarely wears clothes on that show, which I highly anticipate watching when it returns to NBC.
  • "Fake money that looks rely": I'm guessing you mean real. I'm hoping you meant real. Anyway, you could always get a job and make real money, which would solve the problem. You could earn scores of Sacagewea dollars doing that. You could also build up a major, Wall Street company, run it into the ground, and then gleefully collect a government payout. Just a thought.
  • "Aundrea problem child": You're already off-course. Aundrea, of Danity Kane fame, is an angel, and would be the mother of my future children if Capricorn would let me (she won't). Blame things on Aubrey, who has tot
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    ally spiraled into a shell of her former self.
  • "Alicia Sacramone Crotch": Really? You're still looking for that? I just don't get it.


Sunday, August 3, 2008

To discuss a TV play by play: Girlicious!

The entry below was, unbelievably, published in a reputable newspaper. Suckas!
This one is from earlier this year on the CW-trainwreck show, "Girlicious." It is a glorious debacle that I detailed chronologically. I'll probably do more play-by-plays of shows in the future as a regular feature, so to jump start that, I figured I'd pull one from my vault... The photo, by the way, is my warning that it's best to read this article already up to date on your tetanus booster and wearing a chastity belt of some sort, preferably the one in "Robin Hood Men in Tights."

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It’s bad enough that the CW network gave us “The Search for the Next Pussycat Doll” last year, which amounted to a trashy train wreck with some commercials thrown in. This year, it’s “Girlicious,” the “search for the next girl supergroup.” Because I’m a glutton for bad television, I decided to watch the premiere last week ed. note: This was a few months ago now, but the show or some related debacle will likely return this coming season.

A few minutes into it, I realized I was watching history. This was going to be one of the worst reality TV competitions, ever. So, with some assistance from my roommate, Dave, we braced ourselves for an hour of inadequate talent, low-cut tops and bad performances.

:02 It’s not enough that the show is trying to recreate the magic of “The Search for the Next Pussycat Doll” (which ended with the winner quitting the group!). We’ve just been told that we’re starting the series with 15 semifinalists, with no on-screen time for the initial audition pool. So, we miss the chance to see girls with even less talent. That would be have been gold.

The show is hosted by Mark McGrath, formerly of Sugar Ray. Mark, Mark, Mark. Seriously, dude. Why are you hosting Girlicious?

:03 First sign of the apocalypse is a mere three minutes in. According to the show creator, a cosmetic surgery-loving Robin Antin, Girlicious “is what every girl will aspire to be.” Sweet Jesus. If that’s the case, I am never having children if my daughter will grow up with a desire to wear low-cut shirts, dance like strippers and have catfights. I won’t rule out, however, an appreciation for these things from other people’s daughters.

Robin tells the girls that they are the cream of the crop. I think she meant cream of corn. I’m pretty sure the cream of the crop auditioned for American Idol.

:04 Wait, I thought I saw one of the girls, Tiffanie, on that “Flava of Love” show… No, my bad. That was a different girl with a bad weave and a leopard-print jumpsuit.

Also, we’re introduced to Keisha, a 22-year-old who announces she’s a lesbian. Maybe this is a different type of girl supergroup than I thought. Another girl decides her parents would be pleased if she exposed herself on national television, so she announces, “I have a tattoo of cherries on my ‘hoo-ha.’ How do you, as the closed captioning guy, type that line and not acknowledge that your going to hell?

:06 As usual, there are experts brought in to help. Because this is Girlicious, they brought in the vocal coach of Spice Girls, a very flamboyant and bedazzled choreographer and Dave Aude, a music director who’s credentials evidently weren’t impressive enough to tell the audience.

:09 Jenna gives us this gem. “We’re the top 15 girls… out of the nation. That’s, like, so good.” Dave, my roommate, wonders if Jenna realizes that the entire pool of people who auditioned likely was 20 people. In fact, I think I should have auditioned. I could have been Boylicious.

:10 The Spice Girls vocal coach, who I think is Carl Winslow from “Family Matters” with blue contacts and diamond earrings, tries to teach one of the trios to sing. Except they can’t really sing, and it’s obvious. Carl Winslow sheds a quiet tear.

:12 It’s revealed that Carrie, who is being ripped by Flamboyant Choreographer Mikey, has never danced before. That’s funny, since this is a dancing and singing group. Your top 15, America!

:16 Jenna’s having cramps, she announces during her dancing practice. She doesn’t want anyone to think she’s a quitter, so she toughs it out. By curling up on her bed and quitting.

:18 The girls are going to a night club and only have 15 minutes to change into even more revealing outfits. Charlotte, who can play, “like, three instruments,” and Natalie, who is wearing a bustiere as a top, much to Dave’s delight, fight over hooker boots. Dave pleads with the producers to show “the hot girl” again. Thanks to Tivo, I can make Dave’s wishes come true over and over again. Tivo: Making scantily clad women freeze in time since 1999.

:20 Nelly Furtado makes an appearance and looks positively frightened as she shakes hands with everyone. Robin tells the girls that they are doing karaoke as part of the competition. If they are using karaoke to judge whether to offer someone a recording contract, they need to check me out on Thursday nights.

But, because it’s Girlicious, even karaoke is awful. They sing “Fly” by Sugar Ray, possibly because McGrath put producers at gunpoint. Dave ogles Charlotte, who clearly can’t sing. ‘I’d do things to her I wouldn’t tell my grandma about,” Dave comments.

Did I mention Dave is available?

:23 Back in the house, Erika, the show producer, is on to talk to Jenna, whose cramps actually turn out to be a ruptured cyst. Dave tells me I’m a terrible human being for making fun of Jenna before. Dave is right. I shed a quiet tear.

:38 It’s judging time to pick three girls to get the hook. Lil Kim is a judge, because Lil Kim, a rapper, knows a lot about singing. She also appears happy to be out of jail.

:42 As each trio performs a song, one of the judges who represent the record label Girlicious will sign with looks suicidal and nauseated. All the girls are in spandex or booty shorts. Dave promises to buy their album.

:53 “They eliminated two of the top five hottest girls. How do they expect to get ratings?” Dave yells as Keisha, Charlotte and one of the blond girls are kicked off.

I remind Dave that he and I, quite possible, are the only people watching.

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