Just 10 years ago, Foxy Brown was on top of the world; young, hot, famous, well-connected, atleast somewhat rich, and adored by millions of fans. Now she is a total mess.

It's been 6 years since her last album, and during that time she has managed to get arrested for both assaulting a nail salon employee and threatening to kill a personal assistant. She also supposedly developed some insane ear disease, rendering her almost completely deaf at one point.

Just yesterday, she was busted at a beauty shop in Florida, for hiding in a bathroom and using random products she didn't pay for, after the store had closed. When confronted, she spit on and threw hair glue at an employee, before scrapping with a cop, who had to "utilize a takedown maneuver" on her. Now, her not-so-glamorous mugshot is doing the rounds on the internet.

Will she be able to bounce back from all of the bad publicity and obvious mental problems? With her recording career on pause indefinitely, that's hard to say. I would be very unsurprised if she gets her own reality show and/or Playboy photo spread sometime in the next year. That may be the only way to get people to care about her again.

Personally I always liked Kim better anyways.

I had so much respect for Madonna in decades past. You know, when she rolled around the floor of the MTV Music Video Awards looking as if the mixture of pills and alcohol in her system were brining her to orgasm. Madonna has always taken herself and position her in popular culture a bit to seriously, but this new wave of comparisons to freedom fighters and the European version of Jesus Christ just reeks of bad PR and vacuous arrogance.

In a recent Sirius radio interview she admitted to designing her life after such heavyweights as Martin Luther King, Jesus Christ and Gandhi. Wow, really, because last time we checked Madonna was the highest paid female entertainer living like Marie Antoinette.

Here is a quote from the Queen of Vogue:

"For me we all need to be Jesus in our time. Jesus’ message was to love your neighbor as yourself, and these are people in need. I hope that people got that message … Of course some people thought 'Oh, she's just being controversial, she's just getting on a cross and trying to piss people off,' but that wasn't my intention at all … I want to be like Gandhi and Martin Luther King and John Lennon – but I want to stay alive.”

If only there had been a guillotine instead of a cross on stage.

Horrid old people have silenced the "Harrods Rocks" events at the famous UK department store in Knightsbridge. 
Apparently guitars that hang silently are ok, but whatever you do, don't play them.

You have to hand it Heather Mills McCartney and her extreme opportunist ways. Not only is she running Paul McCartney's name through the mud, but now she will be appearing on Dancing with the Stars.

This may be Jack Black's finest Disney inspired moment ever:

Why negotiate complex revenue-sharing deals to get your product some shine in movies or TV when you can have it placed on supermodel Marissa Miller's vagina in the 2007 Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue? And in case you missed it, this year's issue features Beyonce on the cover.

No strangers to the world of carefully crafted controversy, New York rappers 50 Cent and Cam'Ron are getting ready to rumble, via lazy diss tracks and straight-to-YouTube videos.

50 has already lyrically scrapped with nearly every emcee in NY, as well as his ex-boyfriend Game, while Cam'Ron has called out both Jay-Z and Nas in the last year, and if anything it just made his own records sell less.



The two got into it on HOT97 radio recently, and now both are coming out guns blazing (metaphorically speaking) with "Funeral Music" and "Cuurtis" respectively.

Neither one of these guys are really exceptional on the mic to begin with, and in many ways this seems like just another weak publicity stunt to keep their names out there. Nobody seems to really care about the whole situation, other than hardcore haters or worshipers of both artists, and of course, rap bloggers.


Peep the videos and decide for yourself who won:

Video: 50 Cent "Funeral Music"
Video: Cam'Ron "Cuurtis"

Well what do we have here - a bit of grave robbing? No, there is no necrophilia here just a great label surfacing music that could stir-up an Elliott Smith revival.

On May 8th Domino Records will release a double CD of songs that Smith recorded between 1995-1997. These were Smith's salad days, some may say his most prolific period when he recorded his self-titled album and the ever popular Either/Or.

For more information keep on eye on Domino Records.

Straight outta Curitiba, in Southern Brazil, Bonde Do Role blend Bailefunk and primordial electro to create the ultimate party. The groups romper-room on speed beats and rhymes were discovered by MIA amigo DJ Diplo and were quickly signed to Domino Records.

Bonde Do Role will be lighting the desert on fire at SXSW next month, but if you cannot afford to shell out $52,000 in order attend SXSW do not fret as the groups will be doing select dates up the eastern seaboard.

For more info go here.

"…and the chorus from Leonard Cohen's ‘Hallelujah’ shows up absolutely out of nowhere on ‘Hum Hallelujah’; I like to imagine that the dudes in the band heard the song for the first time when they were watching Shrek."

- Mikael Wood



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Well, that is nice. Ozzfest will be free.

Now if they could only book bands people want to see.

I am still hopeful about that...but is anything *really* ever free?

The diamond screens were already full of Criss Angel commercials and similar content in years past.  Still, she could potentially pull this off, more power to the Osbournes if they can.

The Super Bowl halftime show has always been an exercise in overblown mediocrity. It was about the spectacle and nothing else, and shoved as much sensory-overloaded pop music into our beer-soaked skulls as possible. Nobody recognized the absurdity of Aerosmith sharing the stage with *NSYNC and Britney Spears a few years back, because we were all too wacked-out on chicken wings and Coors Lite to notice. It took Janet Jackson's bare breast in 2004 for America to wake up and realize that the halftime show was out of control.


Enter Prince. Yeah, there were tons of fireworks, a marching band, and the slightly misguided inclusion of a Foo Fighters song; regardless, Prince got it done simply by proving why he's one the world's greatest performers. If you missed the show, like me, you can still feel the man's genius in this grainy YouTube footage. I dare anyone to disagree when I say this was easily the best halftime show ever.





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Sandra Prill hosted a show on Jones Intercable Channel 12 in Tampa, Florida back when cable access was the greatest gift the Gods of television entertainment had delivered.

Creatively titled My Show, Prill's vehicle for self-promotion featured interviews with various artist-musician types and her "interesting" renditions of popular songs - like this tonally flat version of Whitney Houston's "Saving All My Love For You."



We also recommend the startlingly unsexy version of "Nasty Boys."

 

The number one question is: Did the Beatles hairstyle go into the 70s or was it all stuck in the 60s?

The Super Bowl and hip-hop have a long and storied history together, one that basically kicked off back in 1985 with the release of "Super Bowl Shuffle" by my favorite rap group The Chicago Bears Shufflin' Crew. Raising money for charity, the track (which also had an amazing video) was a big hit and even got nominated for a Grammy, eventually losing to Prince.

There have been several other Super Bowl raps since then, though none have been as embraced by the world at large. This year, "where are they now" fast-rappers Crucial Conflict recorded a joint called "Monsters of the Midway," while fellow Windy City residents Kanye and Common teamed up for "Southside Superbowl."

But the greatest pairing will go down on Saturday, when Hollis Queens hero DMC hooks up with retired quarterback legend Doug Flutie, (who also plays the drums) for a performance of "Walk This Way" during halftime of a Celebrity Flag Football Challenge that they are both playing in Miami.

DMC's recent solo album was dicey at best, and his voice isn't quite what it used to be, but still, this is gonna be great.

The impromptu post-show jam has long been the domain of, well, jam bands and their brethren like Ozomatli and The Roots, but Arcade Fire has made a habit recently of bringing the post-show party to the lobby. Last night in London, the Montreal-based indie rockers performed a stirring rendition of their song "Wake Up" in the lobby of Porchester Hall. Some security guards at the venue didn't appreciate the move, and one got into it a bit with band frontman Win Butler, according to
NME.com.

Thanks to a YouTube video of the performance, you can check it out for
yourself:

Not much to say about Gauchos covering Iron Maiden's "The Trooper" except that it is one of the most life-affirming rock 'n' roll moments ever captured on video. I want to kick over my monitor, jump on my desk and play air guitar while my coworkers all look on in horror. I want to scream "f*ck yeah!" and pump my fist while that tiny little girl bangs her head and sings along to her brothers' awesome band. I want to play this over and over and over.

Hard to believe it has been almost 22 years since "We Are the World" was unleashed upon us. For those that do not recall or tired to forget "We Are the World" was a song penned by Michael Jackson and Lionel Richie that featured a supergroup of questionable talent. The single was produced for charity and gave voice to odd vocal combos like Tina Turner and Billy Joel, Paul Simon and Kenny Rogers, Dionne Warwick and Willie Nelson, and well, the list just keeps going.

It seems that with age the song's message has changed like a painting that fades only to reveal a greater masterpiece. So it is with great pleasure that we present to you "They Aren't the World."

The question that keeps running through my mind while watching this video of Pete Doherty shooting cocaine into his arm in a $15-a-night Thailand youth hostel is, "Why is this guy not dead?" He devours drugs like Rosie O'Donnell does donuts, and yet somehow he's still breathing. What is it in this perma-sweaty, bloated-faced rockstar douchebag's DNA that keeps him from dropping to the floor and convulsing until his light goes out?

According to UK newspaper The Sun, this video was shot by a 21-year old Australian backpacker just two days after Doherty and Kate Moss had their relationship blessed in a Buddhist ceremony on the island of Phuket. So my other question is the same as everyone else in the entire world's, "What is she doing with him?"