Ever hear of a little song called ‘Don’t Rain on My Parade’? Lea Michele sang it live at the Staples center yesterday for something Glee-related. (Insert witty anecdote here.) I think my first experience with that particular ditty, however, was in Mrs. Doubtfire, when Robin Williams‘ character was going all drag crazy with his brother and company. See?:
Oh, and then there was Annette Bening‘s character going all … just nuts, I guess, during one of her gun-toting scenes in American Beauty:
I’m sorry – I know this post was supposed to be about Lea Michele, for those of you who can actually stand to talk about her for more than a hot second, but I? just can’t. I’m not going to pretend she’s the next coming of Barbara Streisand (she’s not), and I’m not going to act like she’s not supposedly a self-involved bitch (’cause frankly, I hear she is).
Do you guys actually like this crap?
Umm, usually when someone sings a song, they tend to stick (mostly) to the melody and rhythm of the song they are singing. They don’t just take the words and make something up while the backing track is playing. I understand “artistic license,” but this is over the top. Especially for someone who isn’t a big name that people are coming to see because of how they interpret songs.
I loathe this bitch with a passion. I know I shouldn’t feel this strongly about some dumb-ass chick on a show that has snapped my last good nerve, but I do.
Gyaaaah.
Yeah, I just don’t *get* Glee either.