2004-01-05
Ehhhhhh. God, I hate you Kelly Clarkson
Woo hoo!
I picked up my mail from the post office today, and look what was in the pile...
Tony and I ordered this CD last week from Zailor, and I have to say I'm pretty impressed that we were able to navigate our way through a multitude of websites in Norwegian in order to get this puppy. Sure, we could have found it on an amazon site, but muddling our way through the searching and buying process in a foreign language was much more fun. Plus, now I get lots of Norwegian spam!
This is how you make a debut solo album, people. First of all, many of the songs were written by Kurt Nilsen, so they suit his voice. Secondly, this CD shows off his vocal range and ability. His voice is absolutely haunting. Finally, the booklet has ALL THE WORDS to the songs. The one thing that pissed me off about Clay Aiken's Measure of a Man is the absence of printed lyrics and the presence of a teenybopper poster. (Sorry, Melissa. I know you heart the makeout poster. Personally, I'd rather have the words. Don't set me on fire, mmmkay? Save that for he who shall not be named.)
Speaking of setting people on fire, I'd like to see skank ho Kelly Clarkson with a few good third degree burns all over her screechy ass body, but not before I spoon out her eyes. Correction. Spork out her eyes. A spoon would be much too gentle.
I bitched the other day about her immature behavior on World Idol, but today just set me over the edge with hatred for her AND her eye makeup.
Who the hell does she think she is? And what's with her attitude? She sang "Oh Holy Night" on the American Idol Christmas special all full of 'tude, and there's only one person in this world allowed to do that, and it's Eric Cartman. Furthermore, a laryngitic Kurt Nilsen could sing CIRCLES around her and, she has the nerve to dis him by throwing a baby fit and leaving because her xenophobic ass didn't win?????
In the words of my favorite author, David Sedaris...
FUCK OF.
joeparadox at 10:09 p.m.