Overshadowed by the far superior entertainment of competitive hog carcass carrying, the 2007 VMA's debuted last night, to horrific results. Honestly, I didn't watch the show, though I'm sure I'll catch it during one of its 160,000 repeats in the next week, but I've gathered they've managed to sink to a brand new low for skill in broadcasting. Several audio problems, one most thankfully during the performance of the greatest insult to the term "music" in history, Fall Out Boy, plagued the telecast, and the scripted presentation banter was about as sharp and "hip" as MTV has grown capable in these last few years. AND to kick things off with a bang, Britney Spears' long-lauded "comeback"* performance set a new precedent for the word "sad", as the overweight and obviously-inebriated singer flopped her way through 3 minutes of disappointing (read: expected) lip-synching. It kinda resembles a water buffalo trying escape a tar pit, but failing miserably and screeching as its sucked under the black goo. Which is, of course, a fitting analogy for Spears' career. Survival of the fittest sure is a bitch, ain't it, Brit? ....
Feel free to laugh at Spears' performance on YouTube, or a variety of other blogs, but let us here at Nerd Geyser rise above the taudry and cheap, and instead focus upon the superficial and breastacular. Here's a quick run down of the most important part of the VMA's: the female bodies that attended them....
Hayden Panettiere, Rhianna's Fore(teen)head, Rosario Dawson, Nelly Furtado, Jennifer Garner, Sarah Silverman
Is it just me, or does it seem like the VMAs attract exactly 1/1000 of the celebrities it used to? Again, Kinda sad.
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