Saturday, January 15, 2011

Golden Globes Live chat

Tuesday, August 03, 2010

That which we call a rose...

Porn stars, cat ladies and stripper heels...am I the only entity named Jos(ce)lyn that's not totally skanky?

Jocelyn platform pump

Friday, March 19, 2010

Musical March Madness: Brand Bracketology

http://www.mtv.com/news/articles/1634081/20100316/story.jhtml

I need to find a way to upload my completed bracket, but for now, here are the highlights:

Midwest Region
In a shocking upset, way-under-seeded crowd favorite The Hold Steady take out overhyped 1-seed Nickelback. Sure, it's never happened in the men's NCAA tourney; but in real life, no one actually likes Nickelback. Petite but voluble Pete Wentz makes it to the Sweet 16 before being muscled out by Detroit's own White Stripes, who go on to win the region over the very entertaining but predictable (read: West Virginia) Foo Fighters.

West Region
Exhausted from all of the late-night streaking to gear up for their comeback, recently reunited Blink-182 couldn't stave off a surprisingly robust Modest Mouse in the second round. Laws of the animal kingdom prevailed however, as M. Mouse were trampled by Gorillaz. The battle of the mid-90's heavyweights was intense but in the end, Green Day's soaring and politically charged anthems dominated Weezer's why-can't-I-get-the-girl poppy angst.

East Region
Both the second and third round match-ups had bands looking over their shoulder at imitators, duplicators and usurpers to *their* thrones. Creepy brilliance and haunting vocals weren't enough for Radiohead to outlast critical-darlings-gone-mass-appeal Coldplay, who in turn barely managed to hold off Vampire "We Care About Africa MORE Than You; Just Check Our Beats!" Weekend. But in a bracket-buster, Canadian upstarts Arcade Fire blazed through challenges both big (drunk and bloated Duke, ahem, U2) and small (Animal Collective without most members, who were off pursuing myriad zoological side projects) to take the region.

South Region
Overall number-1 seed Kings of Leon had a fairly easy romp through the South region, with few substantive challenges in the early rounds. Too busy either making out with chicks or preening in the mirror (respectively), Adam Lambert and John Mayer couldn't stop the hometown favorites. In the bottom of the bracket, Them Crooked Vultures proved surprisingly robust despite their age but ultimately suffered from Dave Grohl's split focus on fellow Elite Eight competitors Foo Fighters.

Final Four
In a battle of aggression, relevance and pure volume, the focused and continually prolific Green Day elevated past the influential but recently abandoned White Stripes. They went against Kings of Leon, who yelped, stuttered and wailed their way through Arcade Fire, in the final match-up. While KoL have dominated radio and sales in the past year, the depth and endurance of Green Day's catalog was too much to overcome.

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

I'm Here to Help

I feel like a lot of younger actresses in Hollywood would benefit from a Jodie Foster / Helen Mirren co-taught seminar called "How to Gain Respect and Admiration in Hollywood, Plus Maybe a Few Oscars". Topics would include: Role Selection, Dressing Appropriately At Any Age, Being Graceful to the Media Even When They Don't Always Deserve It and a lab section on Posture.

Priority attendance given to Kristen Stewart, Miley Cyrus, Kristen Bell, and Taylor Momsen. Lilo is a lost cause at this point, but may audit the course for future credit consideration.

Sunday, December 27, 2009

A (slightly drunk) Love Letter To New York City

I remember before I ever dreamed of living in New York City thinking it was impossible to know the whole city. Now I know you don't have to. You only need a few blocks here and there to be familiar and the rest fills in. NYC, I love you because you give us back so much. What we need. what we ask for, what we're too afraid to ask for, and what we crave. Thank you for never giving up on me even when I clearly haven't been as faithful to you. You shine, you sparkle; you hold when I need you to. I am truly blessed to call myself a New Yorker. There is nowhere more lovely, more inspiring, more welcoming, more forgiving, more challenging. Kick my ass and I will say thanks. You are there for me, keeping my secrets like a stalwart friend. Cheers.

The New York City night makes tomorrow feel like an impossibility and a trivial at one at that. Every neon sign calls at you; especially the ones too far away to discount on the grounds of filth/terror.

Saturday, December 19, 2009

Too much

Too much time has passed, too much to update you on, too much work to make this blog presentable.

Meanwhile, you guys, surveying my archives has made me nostalgic and ambitious, an always dangerous combination. So here's to renewed posting and cheers to the many lovely developments in my life since my last posting. From the great (my job with the people who make American Idol. Um, yes, actually) to the small (Blogger app on iGoggle); a lot has changed since 2007, but much remains the same. I still love TV and the sound of my own voice. I genuinely think that is enough to get me back in the swing of things.

To start: Glee! Friday Night Lights! So You Think You Can Dance! It's snowing! The Golden Globes/Oscars are rolling around again! TWITTER FTMFW!!! Wow, kids, there is so much I want to talk about now, but I fear much of that is the wine spurring me on, so I will demure for now with a promise to return post-haste. If anyone ever reads this, do comment. T'would make my month. Cheers, y'all and here's to upcoming output. There is way too much out there for me to shut up about it.

Tuesday, August 14, 2007