Each release was either a bloated, masturbatory "meh" (Gaga, Timberlake), a bland retread aimed squarely at third graders (Perry), or a bafflingly mixed bag of roaring promise and faux-controversial poppycock (The fair Cyrus bird).
Yesterday I read an article in which Chris Brown discussed the age at which he lost his virginity. He was 8, he says, and the girl was 14 or 15. Sex at age eight is rape, especially given the fact that the girl involved was significantly older, a teenager. The worst part? This isn't the first time I've heard this from a man.
It doesn't matter if Brown thinks he wasn't raped. It doesn't matter if he thinks he was empowered and it's just an inevitable experience that catapulted him down the road to manhood. It doesn't matter. He was raped. Rape is rape.
If Chris Brown were to admit that he was sexually abused without showing any level of self-perceived control of the situation, where would the narrative have went?
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Popular mainstream music lacks idiosyncrasy or memorable distinction as a matter of design. And so long as the music industry willfully avoids these qualities, we'll just have to find our pop music characters elsewhere.
Two-thirds of our most hated celebrities are women, and females count for seven of the top 10 slots. What makes Gwyneth Paltrow 20 times more hateable than Chris Brown?
Rihanna could have made a difference. Instead, she will go down in hip-hop history as the girl who went running back.
The n-word is overused, misused and socially abused on sites like Facebook and Twitter all the time. And while we act as if Rihanna has done something extraordinarily taboo, I challenge you to check the Instagram accounts and tweets of many other hip-hop artists and friends.
It's been said, "Any press is good press." I don't know if I fully agree with that statement. But I can see where this phrase could prove true and, in some situations, any amount of press could be of benefit to someone. If properly used.
Anthony, it's understandable that you think, given that yours was a virtual gaffe, that perhaps you might be let back into public life. But we're going to have to break it to you that the fact is we don't want a mayor whose erection we can call to mind.
Is it heartbreaking and sad to see Rihanna and Chris Brown together? Of course it is. It's an awkward and confusing position to be in as fans of Rihanna and spectators in the life she reveals to the general public, but placing blame on her simply isn't helpful.
What's more controversial than a hip-hop star beating his pop-star girlfriend so badly she can't sing at their Grammy gig that night? SVU portraying a barely-fictionalized version of their relationship, which ends with the guy killing the girl.
Valentine's Day traditionally brings several pages in newspaper classified sections featuring tiny black hearts followed by romantic messages. Perhaps it's a blessing that print editions are dying -- there's something creepy about all those black hearts, as if they bear a curse.
The challenge is getting Chris out of his head, into his heart and body so that he can fully understand the personality of rage and the punitive price he is paying for allowing it to abide in his life.