I saw Ashlee Simpson crash and burn live the other night on SNL, and TiVo’ed it too.  Having no life, it was pretty much the highlight of my Saturday, I couldn’t stop talking about it yesterday to whomever would listen!  Thought she’d do a hoe-down indeed.  Well, I think I’m over the novelty of it now but you know, you just don’t see enough of that stuff on TV these days.  It’s the kind of thing SNL was really made for: to surprise and shock you, to make you laugh and make a mockery of the establishment.  Too bad it wasn’t intentional!  It was one of those beautiful zen moments where the whole fabric of our plastic manufactured corporate pablum-pukin’ reality is torn aside and we get to see the man behind the curtain… the Truth.  Such a beautiful thing.  I loved it, and I can’t feel sorry for our poor little poptart princess.  She’s making bajillions of dollars doing whatever it is she does, and if she isn’t being paid to show us her real talent, she might as well earn her money some other way!  By suffering through the disdain that such a massive screwup will surely generate for the rest of her… career.  I just wish all her 12-year old fans could’ve stayed up late enough to witness that shit!!

Eh.  You know, it takes all kinds.  You have to have some plastic out there if you’re really gonna appreciate that which is natural and beautiful without any sugar-coating.  That is, people like ME!!!  Ha ha.  Oh I know it’s cruel but how can I resist the temptation to twist the little barbiedoll’s misfortune into a plug for my own work?  Some reviewers have said my voice seems a tad wobbly and off-pitch at times on my records… you know why that is?  Because it’s my real voice.  We never "tuned" it, we just recorded it and what you hear is exactly what came out of my mouth in the studio.  Well, double-tracked sometimes, and harmonized out the ass!  But you get the idea.  And when I’m singing live, there is no question, there’s no way on earth that what you’re seeing and hearing is anything more or less than what I appear to be doing: playing and singing live.  For better or for worse, that’s the real me.  I’ve screwed up, I’ve laughed about it, I’ve started songs over, stopped songs in the middle, started songs in the wrong key.  I’ve let out really loud belches onstage.  Heheh… at least I never FARTED!!  Not that I’ll admit to anyway, bwahaha!!

I was chatting with my pal Matthew at the time of Ashlee’s fuckup… I had seen her first song and didn’t pay too much attention to that.  I remember thinking… "Eh, this isn’t my cup of tea at all.  But man, is she singing that live?  Boy, she’s an extraordiarily good singer!  Hoo-wee!  No wobbles, projecting that shit up to the rafters… boy howdy.  That’s why girls like that make the big bucks I guess." See, I like to believe that people are who they say they are, that famous people who make millions of dollars are just that talented and really do deserve all that publicity.

Anyway, for the second song I wasn’t exactly watching it, my eyes weren’t on the screen at first, until I heard the singing stop and looked up.  I thought her mike was just fucking up, like maybe a battery had died or something.  I watched for a sec and saw her jumping around in confusion, and then slinking offstage.  That’s when it hit me… OH MY GOD!!  MATTHEW, TURN ON THE TV NOW!!!!!  And when they cut to commercial I ran the TiVo’ed footage back and figured out what happened.  Amazing!!  Hilarious!!  Oh god.  Okay, but shit happens, let’s just move on and let her complete her performance when they come back from commercial.  But no, it wasn’t to be, I waited ’til the end of the program and they never did let her finish.  She came on at the end and blamed her band for the fuckup… at first I was all indignant thinking, goddamn, she’s blaming her band, what a liar!  But upon further inspection of the tape, and from reading what others have had to say about it, it’s possible she wasn’t exactly lying when she said that.  If it was the drummer’s job to give a signal to the person manning the CD player or whatever it was that held the vocal track, and the drummer gave the wrong signal, causing the vocal-starter-upper-person to screw up and play the wrong song, well then maybe it was the drummer’s fault to begin with.  And if the band kicked in playing the wrong song, instead of starting over with the proper 2nd number, well then, the band really did play the wrong song.  So I’ll give her the benefit of the doubt on that one.

Heheh… anyway… that was lots of fun.  Hooray for Saturday Night Live, they should do that every week.  :-)