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Showing posts with label Kesha. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kesha. Show all posts
Tuesday, April 1, 2014
Kesha Watch
Someone got a picture of Kesha taking a load off and making a phone call. This may seem like a boring picture of Kesha just sitting around chatting, but it has me puzzled. Was she just walking down the street and saw this chair and decided to rest a moment? Maybe there was a sidewalk sale at Target. But if she was just walking down the street and decided to sit on a chair in a sidewalk sale, then where is her purse? Is she making her assistant hold her bag while she chats on the phone? And when I say "assistant" I mean sober coach. She probably got a call, conveniently found a fancy chair at a sidewalk sale, sat down to take the call and sent her sober coach across the street to Starbucks for a venti skinny latte. And when I say "sober coach," I mean little brother.
But what really has me puzzled is her footwear. It looks like she went into my closet and pulled out the pair of naugahyde dress loafers I got at Payless for a job interview in 1998. Seriously, look at these shoes.
Not only do these shoes not go with her outfit or her hair or anything about her, they look damn uncomfortable to be wearing without socks. What could she have been thinking?
Wait, I think I have an idea about how this all went down. You see, Kesha was walking down the street, minding her own business, when she stepped in dog poop. Her gold and silver Supras were ruined! There was so much poop it even got on her socks. She dashed into the nearest shoe store she could find, a Payless, and grabbed the first pair of shoes she could find in her size. Kesha tried to go about her merry way, but the new shoes started digging into her heels so painfully that she had to sit down. Fortunately Target was having a sidewalk sale and she was able to take a load off on a darling chair that was 18% off. She gave her purse to her little brother and sent him to a nearby 7-11 to get her some band-aids and a sugar free Mango Slurpee, taking the opportunity to call her mother, who is still in rehab. Mystery solved!
Via CDAN
Monday, March 31, 2014
Kesha Watch
Kesha's been out of rehab for a little over 3 weeks now and made her first post-rehab red carpet appearance Saturday night at The Humane Society of the United States 60th Anniversary Gala in Beverly Hills. She looked gorgeous, happy, and most importantly, healthy! Kesha could not have chosen a better occasion for her reemergence. She has done wonderful work as a Humane Society Ambassador and last year won the Wyler Award for increasing awareness of animal issues via the media. The Humane Society crowd will always value Kesha for her significant contributions to their cause.
I'm a fan of Kesha's and love everything about her (except the atrocious video for "Die Young"). Before her eating disorder came to light, she posted some Instagram shots of herself showing off her booty and newly-skinny physique. Rihanna set the bar on this type of gratuitous self-promotion, and at the time I thought Kesha was just trying to stay relevant in the same way. But now we know she was struggling with her body image and was starving herself so much she nearly died.
It looks like Kesha is almost back to a healthy weight, but I'm sure she will be dealing with her self-image and eating issues for years to come, if not her whole life. Eating disorders are like other addictions and must be vigilantly managed or they can creep back in and take hold again. Here's hoping that she acquired some tools to deal with this on a long-term basis, and that she continues to receive support from those close to her and from her "Animals," as she calls her fans.
Kesha says that she's working on new music, and I wonder if she will continue to work with Dr. Luke. She is only 2 albums (or 3, if you count "Animal" and "Cannibal" separately) into her reported 8-album contract with the successful producer, but is struggling to exert more creative control over her product. There is even a petition (with nearly 12,000 signatures at the time of this writing) demanding that Kesha be released from her contract with Dr. Luke. My opinion of this is conflicted, and I haven't signed the petition. On the one hand, Dr. Luke has produced 2 wonderful albums for Kesha that I love and her fans love, and I wonder if they would have been as good if Kesha got her way. But on the other hand, if Kesha is not allowed to express herself creatively in the manner she wishes, she might self-sabotage again, and her frustration might lead to the end of her career.
If Kesha's Bob Ezrin-produced contribution to the Bob Dylan tribute album, "Chimes of Freedom," is any indication of how she would express herself if freed from Dr. Luke's control, then I'm not sure she would continue to achieve mainstream success. The a capella track is an obviously-heartfelt vocal delivery of "Don't Think Twice, It's Alright," sung as a suicide note by a jilted lover. The song includes Kesha crying, and is practically unlistenable. I appreciate what she was trying to do with this stripped-down-to-the-bones rendition of a classic, but I'm sure it will be one of those tracks everyone skips over, just like any song sung by Meg White on a White Stripes album. However, this one-off song is surely an anomaly, and I bet that any non-Luke endeavor she undertakes would be as enjoyable as anything she has previously released. I mean, Kesha's the one writing those sassy lyrics and delivering them with the perfect combination of culturally-informed smart irreverence and balls-out joyful abandon, and that's what makes her fans love her. Whatever may happen with the third album, you can be sure that I will be first in line to pre-order that sucker on Amazon.
Via Ryan Seacrest
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