By now it’s old news, but I thought I would at least mention the tragic Super Bowl fails of Xtina and Fergie and ‘nem (i.e. the Black Eyed Peas). The good news for y’all is every time I muster up enough thought to give a recap I doze off…until the screeching sound of Ms. Aguilera’s anthem high notes (and that crunchy synthetic doll weave) wakes me up and pumps horror in my heart. Anyway, back to the poor Peas. I told y’all back in August that their stage show is better for a sleepless night than Ambien chased with Nyquil, so I don’t know why anyone was surprised with their no-energy performance! I’ve been rackin’ my brain on who they could have had instead and I really think that they could have gone with Usher. He might not have the cross-over flame that Gaga has going on right now, but I knew the powers that be in programming would have been a nervous wreck about the NSFSB (not safe for Super Bowl) mess she would have pulled out of her bag of trashy tricks. I can see it now – hunchin’ and grindin’ backup dancers that would have probably put “Nipplegate” to shame while Gaga is out front with a shapedraped with pork steaks…or something else that belongs in a deep freezer.
Producers indeed chose safe over sorry…but I’m sure they found it unfortunate that BEP show was a combination of safe AND sorry!
I’m not really the biggest football fan, but I usually watch for the commercials and the entertainment. Sadly, that aspect of the black and yellow vs. green and yellow had me the opposite of enthused. But y’all still managed to have a good time at the designated Super Bowl watch spots, including the City and The Label.