Awards Shows; Brian Safi

We may be getting into March Madness but I'm worn out from Awards Season. I've Grammy'd (Hi Tammy! Hi Melissa!) I've Emmy'd, I've Globed the night Golden. I've BAFTA'd til I've SAG'd and cheered Sandy B the entire way. I love the ceremonies and the photo op's. And the magic that is Joan Rivers returns to E! Network for her fashion wrap up. Joan, we missed you. I think the pomp and circumstance on par with any sporting event and fully buy into the frenzy. My Oscar party menu has been copied and rumored to be this years Whitehouse Oscar Party menu. I really get into it. It's competition for me to garner the most right guesses on the winner and good humility when I'm (seldom) wrong. I love the energy that fills the town as you spiritedly debate the clerk at the market the hopeful for Best Picture. This being Hollywood, there's always a vested interest. Thistime of year is so entertaining. The fashion, the faux pas the freaky ladies that run up onstage to pull a 'Kanye' moment on the microphone. Awards Season to me is the most natural extention of the Holiday Season and something to be treasured. It's kinda gay, but hey...........So am I.

To fully appreciate the gayness of this all, watch this video here. This latest segmant from Brian Safi and 'That's Gay' is hilair. Please, enjoy and remember it's an honor just to be nominated and pretty bitchin' to win.

(joan pix from insidesocal.com)

Shutting the botox door, and opening the collagen window.

This past Emmy Awards is a hallmark to where the vapid Entertainment profession is going; to a boring hell in a knock-off designer bag. TV Guide Channel's decision to replace Fashion Gurus The Rivers Girls with Lisa Rinna says to me that younger markets are being courted. Chumming the audience waters with a beverly hills science project more readily identified from her 'Melrose' days, may increase viewership on their pre-show telecast than Joan and Melissa. Lisa Rinna was as boring as a GE Commercial. Her self serving nature was the only thing remarkable in the show. Joan and Melissa ARE the Red Carpet. Joan herself is identified with creating the whole fashion 'wrap-up' experience and with coining the phrase, "Who are you wearing?" They are the original sillicone enhanced bastions of bitchiness. Seeing an award show without them involved was a very hollow holiday. How can we celebrate without the Court Jesters jabbing and jeering at the prancing and preening? They were pioneers in Prada and the (Bob) Mack (ee) Daddys of the pre-show celebration that we come to look for in award season.

As we are now fully into the Ball Season, stepped in European Tradition, that culminates in Mardis Gras; we echo the vitality with Award Season. The Grammys, The Golden Globes, The Oscars and so many other shows pop up between now and Easter, and the civility and glamor has been thrown out on it's kiester. Ryan Seacrest mc'ing the show is also telling of where style is being replaced with sound bytes of the self serving. Remember when there were people of talent who could Headline an award show, and not just walk it down the aisle? A slice of Bob Hope is all we're asking for, it's not alot. And then to add insult to injury, my local cable carrier didn't carry the actual airing of the show, I had to catch it in bytes on the computer. Hollywood was just over the Hill and I couldn't be entertained in my home.

"I seek Justice. I seek Satisfaction. Denied." -Gomez Addams,
Addams Family Values

Is it wrong to want my cake and to eat it too? Is it an inescapable fact that we will rapidly/vapidly replace tradition with trade-in to get where we're 'going'? Will we eventually realize that society is being left on Jenga foundation when we keep removing these cornerstones like Joan and Melissa Rivers stumble over people on the Red Carpet. I won't
apologize for wanting the Super in my Superficial.