TALENTLESS DRONES I suffered through the CBS special, Fashion Rocks last night and when I say suffered I really mean it. I have never seen such a parade of talentless drones. Am I missing something or did I hear singers who could not hit notes, were way off key, and whose words were unintelligible. There is something wrong here and it pains me to see the process of how big money corporations, whose life blood is the inability of Americans to be able to think critically, has manipulated the public to such an extent that poor performance is a substitute for talent. It's all glitter and gloss here folks and there was enough of it on this not-so-special-special to awaken the dead.
And speaking of the dead, I was horrified as a parade of anorexic models dressed in some of the worse outfits that I have ever seen paraded across the stage, their spindly little legs wobling under the weight of layers of fabric. Their pitiful starved bodies, screamed for food. In a nation of abundance, we can't seem to find a middle ground. Seeing these women made me want to eat and eat a lot. It's depressing.
There used to be a time when Americans wrote songs and set the pace for performance, art, and anything that came under the umbrella of creativity. With the exception of a few, we can't seem to get it together. While there are many sparks of light, (talented young people who actually write songs and perform) they are rarely seen because they are kept behind the closed doors of mediocre standards and down right ignorance. Those who are actually writing and performing have been replaced by talentless half-starved wannabee performance artists. There is something weird about manufactured, as opposed to nurtured talent. It's sad.
And speaking of sparks of light, Madrid's regional government woke up out of a corporate induced sleep and banned too-thin models from a Madrid fashion show. The government, which is financing part of the show felt that half starved models sent the wrong message to young girls. (Read the full article: http://news.yahoo.com/s/afp/20060908/lf_afp/afplifestylefashion_060908143012)
After last night's fiasco, the only thing that comes to mind are Marvin Gaye's words, "Make me wanna holla and throw up both my hands." Apparently, I wasn't the only one who felt that level of frustration because most of the audience had disappeared by the end of the show.
