Well, since the world never ended and we're all still here, it's about time we started thinking about how to bring in the New Year. Some of you have had an elaborately planned night out on the books for months now, some of you are pulling the last minute scramble to rally your friends and find something relatively cost-effective (and far, far away from Times Square), and some of you are planning on completely winging it that night. Regardless of how far along our plans are, we will all end up doing the same things -- drinking, dancing, and listening to music as the world celebrates its only universal holiday.
This year was rife with some great and relatively diverse popular music, and it's time we give some artistic cred not just to the capital-A Artistes who care not for the embrace of the masses but to the hit makers who have probably shaped the future of wedding receptions for decades to come.
In the 1930s, chic French director Jean-Luc Godard declared, "All you need for a movie is a gun and a girl." Half a century later, a quick Internet search will turn up thousands of images that fetishize girls with guns.
The behavior of a woman who appears on the public stage can be counted on to provoke a contentious referendum on the state of women in general. Is this good for women?
This problem isn't just about Rihanna, and you don't have to like her or follow her music to care about supporting women's choices. The problem is that we refuse to treat women as adults capable of making their own decisions and mistakes.
I explore the history of celebrity couples and point out which ones are my least favorite. I even pick a worst. Feel free to fight me, but as usual, I think you'll find that my logic is irrefutable -- or else too spastic and asthmatic to be argued. Warning: I am very mad at Ryan Reynolds.
Youth Olympian and 19-year-old Australian hurdler Michelle Jenneke won the hearts of the Internet this summer after a video of her sexy warmups went viral. Now that she's arrived in Los Angeles, the athlete behind the meme also proved bust a move to the Internet's other favorite dances.
This is a far cry from the S&M posturing of Madonna in her heyday. Everybody knew The Big M was just looking for new ways to shock. Rihanna has also shocked. But there is a disturbing feeling she's not posing or kidding.
I quit smoking in February of this year, but after I watched the 2012 American Music Awards, I wanted to go buy a pack of cigarettes, rip the filters off, and smoke it like my Father is making me smoke the whole pack as punishment.
It's here. A moment in pop music where the artist set up to look the best, sound the best and actually be the best, lives up to the hyperbole and wins the prize.
The 2012 Victoria's Secret Fashion Show was Wednesday night and it included performances by Justin Bieber, Bruno Mars, and Rihanna. Also, Channing Tatum is People Magazine's 2012 Sexiest Man Alive and Lady Gaga topless!
While the racism, sexism, and homophobia evident in these social spaces and at GOP political rallies are nothing new, the justification, the denial, and the overall societal complacency about racism (and sexism) because our president is black, speaks to a broader issue confronting America.
A pep rally was held that involved three white students dressed in black face and they re-enacted the Chris Brown & Rihanna fight. No one stopped them...
You really couldn't wait two hours until the non-televised after party? I never expected Rihanna to hold undying resentment against Chris Brown, but there's a noteworthy distinction between forgiveness and fondling.
Rihanna's new single "Diamonds" is out this week, which made me wonder: Do we even have a "Queen of Pop" anymore? And if so, who is it? Does she matter?
Get a grip. Or, more importantly, let's loosen the grip on our cultural breast obsession. Enough with the boobs.