Thursday, September 29, 2011

Lazy Thursday

Not too many votes in last week's iPod War (Robyn vs. Crowded House) so I'm gonna give it another week. Isn't that nice of me? Or is it just lazy? Whatever it is, you have more time to cast a vote.

But if you only do one thing for me today, howzabout going over to Starpulse and leaving me some comment love on my Up All Night recap? I'm sure I've mentioned one or two hundred times that Starpulse is rocking Disqus now, so it's about 500% easier to comment. Of course, if you're not watching Up All Night (which makes no sense because Will Arnett is in it, people...and last night, he took his pants off), you could save your finger strength for tomorrow when I'll have recaps posted for both Project Runway and It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia.

*kisses*

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Weekly iPod Wars: Battle #9

Heyyy, so this Weekly iPod Wars thing is already not living up to its name. I totally spaced on naming a winner last week, which I figured would have given more people time to vote, but we all know that the shelf life of a blog post is about a 24 hours and three minutes. So, no one really cared.

In case you've already forgotten who the battlers were, it was Pete Yorn's "Life on a Chain" versus Robyn, who proved herself to be "Indestructible," indeed, taking the vote 6-4.

Now the Swedish dance queen goes up against Kiwi popsters, Crowded House, one of my FAVORITE BANDS EVER. This particular song is also a favorite of mine, and the album it's from (Together Alone) is my favorite of theirs. I won't say too much more because I don't want to be accused of trying to sway the vote. But I will say that if the opposing song was "Distant Sun" (aka one of the best songs in the history of ever), I would have dismantled this democracy, named Crowded House the winner and killed anyone who dared question my ruling. But it's not, so I won't, so hey, rock the vote!

Song #1: "Indestructible," Robyn

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Song #2: "In My Command," Crowded House

Saturday, September 17, 2011

Support Me. Love Me.

Hi, gang! Give me all your money!

Hold on, I think I can rephrase that. Dear friends, I (along with my adorable dog, Finn) am once again participating in the Paws for the Cure dog walk, taking place this year on Sunday, October 2. This event not only increases awareness of breast cancer, but also raises funds for Pittsburgh Affiliate of Susan G. Komen for the Cure, which supports breast cancer prevention, education and treatment programs.

In the past, I've participated in several charity events and managed to raise an incredible amount of funds from my friends in the blogging community. You guys blow me away every year with your generosity! I'd be extremely grateful if you could dig into your pocket once more to support this worthy cause. For details on how to donate, please visit Team Finn's page via this link or the picture in the near sidebar!

And now for something a little less altruistic...

I believe I mentioned this in my last post, but I just wanted to remind everyone that I'll be spending quite a bit of time over on Starpulse recapping Project Runway, It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia and the new NBC series, Up All Night. I know in the past a lot of you have balked at leaving comments over there, but Starpulse is now using Disqus. So, if you still don't leave comments I'll know it's just because you don't love me, and then you will not get the delicious cookies that I plan on baking for all of my readers this Christmas.

By the way, not watching TV isn't an excuse for not commenting either, because I'm tired of you anti-TV snobs. If God didn't want us to watch TV, he never would have invented electromagnetic waves and recliners. Think about that.

You can find all of my recaps (as well as other articles I've written) by following this link, or by clicking the nifty Starpulse logo in my far right sidebar. Hope to see you over there!

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

More Ramblings of a TV Addict

Ta-daaa! It's a post!

So, here's something kind of funny. I've been toying off and on with the idea of getting a proper website, on which I could post a variety of stuff...random observations (did you ever notice that white people can't dance as well as black people?) the minutiae of my life (time to go through iTunes song-by-song and re-check them for missing album art again!), as well as the pop culture gunk you've come to know me for. I'm not sure if this will happen, seeing as how I've clearly been having trouble lately keeping this blog going, but I think having a straight-up dot-com site with different sections would be a good thing.

I started thinking about this again tonight because I thought it would be cool to have a separate section dedicated to just TV, probably called "TV Eye," not only because it's an obvious fit with The Pop Eye but also because it's the title of an Iggy Pop song that is very special to me, because it always makes me think of Ewan McGregor in Velvet Goldmine flashing his peen. Hmm...maybe I could even make a section on this mythical site called Ewan McGregEye, featuring nothing but naughty nonsense about everyone's favorite Scot. That would probably get me a LOT of hits.

Anyway...I think I considered trying to watch less TV at some point over the summer, but then I hurt my foot (trying to get back in shape, natch) so I couldn't really do much but sit around like a slug and plug into the idiot box. Oh, I suppose I could've read books, but why?? With TV, I get to feel the shame of a broken promise to myself by suddenly deciding to start watching Hell's Kitchen. I get to say I was there for the 95th anniversary of the Real World/Road Rules Challenge! And I get to join the rest of the television-viewing public in swearing at Piers Morgan's two-dimensional image.

Speaking of that rat bastard, this was the first season I ever watched America's Got Talent all the way through, and I found it enjoyable enough. It's nearly as predictable as American Idol with even more annoying judges, but Nick Cannon is a charming host and a lot of the acts are quite entertaining. The musical acts tend to be the worst, while the more "Vegas-y" ones (fitting, considering the prize) are much more fun to watch. I was a little sad to see my beautiful boy pole dancer not make it to tonight's Finale, but three of the four who did make it definitely deserve to be there. There's Landau Eugene Murphy, Jr., the dreadlocked, car-washing crooner, along with the two dance acts: the techno-savvy Team iLuminate and the artistic Silhouettes, the latter of which has been my favorite act since the auditions. The only act that doesn't belong is the teen band POPLYFE. Sweet holy Lord, they are terrible. Well, OK, the lead vocalist has a pretty good voice and all the musicians certainly know how to play. The problem is that they turn their shit up to 11 and play every song at that level the whole way through. But if you like to hear decent vocals muffled by constant cymbal crashing, guitar screeching and just...NOISE...then they might be the band for you.

Of course, the end of AGT (and many other filler reality shows) means that fall TV season is upon us! Now that my foot is healed, I could probably spend less time on the couch, but with the return of quality programming like Community and Parks and Recreation, it's not gonna happen. And who knows, I may even hurt my foot again when I put it through my TV screen upon my next Whitney promo sighting. God, I can't remember the last time I wished so badly for a show to crash and burn. Oh wait, yes I can: Heather Graham's 2006 series, Emily's Reasons Why Not. And that was yanked after one episode! I'm like the Wishmaster and shit! Hopefully my powers have only gotten stronger with time, and Whitney gets axed during the first commercial break.

Now, before someone accuses me of being a "jellus h8r," I don't dislike Heather and Whitney because they're attractive or successful. I dislike Heather because she is quite simply a terrible actress who would have gotten nowhere without the often-exercised option to take off her top, while I dislike Whitney because her "women and men are soooo different!" schtick is as used-up as her equally unfunny friend, Chelsea Handler. You want an example of an attractive, successful woman I could never h8 jellusly on? Alison Brie. (Duh. Look at the photo that accompanies the previous paragraph. Oh, you haven't stopped looking at it? Understandable.) Also, ZOOEY. EFFING. DESCHANEL. I am looking forward to her new show, New Girl. Yes, Zooey is once again playing the "quirky girl," but so what?? She's so good at it. And I really can't wait to see if the writers manage to ever convince anyone that Zooey's roommates truly don't want to bang her and aren't consumed with thoughts of her every minute of the day. Hell, even I'm consumed with thoughts of her most days.

This season, not only will I be watching lots of TV simply because I'm a lazybones, but I will also be obligated to do so, as I've taken on more recapping responsibilities for Starpulse. (So you all better get over there and leave comments. They're using Disqus now, so you people have no excuses!!) I'm already recapping Project Runway, and this week, I'll be resuming my always brilliant It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia write-ups. And new for this year, I'll be taking on Up All Night, which I really hope is as cute as it looks. Sure, I don't want to get stuck recapping a show I hate but mainly I'm concerned about Will Arnett. He really deserves to be on a show that's worthy of him. And yeah, Arrested Development is a hard act to follow, but after Running Wilde, he can only go up.

What shows are you fine folks looking forward to this fall? (If you're one of them there book-readers, don't go being all high and mighty in my comment box. Go show off somewheres else, Joe College!)

Wednesday, September 07, 2011

Weekly iPod Wars: Battle #8

In last week's David vs. Goliath battle, Pete Yorn's pleasant little rock managed to bring down giant Gods of Thunder, Led Zeppelin. Well, stranger things have happened, I guess. Like getting a write-in vote for Paula Abdul's "Cold Hearted," courtesy of Brahm.

This week's match-up may be a little more up Brahm's alley, as new champ Yorn goes up against Swedish dance pop maven, Robyn. If the title of her song is any indication, ol' Pete is fighting a losing battle.


Song #1: "Life on a Chain," Pete Yorn

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Song #2: "Indestructible," Robyn

 

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