I’ve written several intros to this video and I keep erasing them. It’s easy to poke fun at Paula Abdul’s substance abuse problem. It’s so painfully obvious on AmIdol that I find myself exclaiming “Wow, I think she’s sober tonight” in the rare instance that she appears to be.
You’d think she’d have people around her to do something about this. I mean, even if they can’t keep her from guzzling liquor and vicodin, at least they could keep her off of live television for the night. But the folks at E! caught her on Emmy night, and asked her questions she proceeded to answer using her best impression of an overtired 5-year-old. I’m kind of sad for her, actually. I’ve decided the only reason she can get through tapings of AmIdol is that they film it in the afternoon — clearly, by nightfall, she’s totally incoherent.
The sound and picture quality get better about 15 seconds in.
Excuse the brief leave of absence, folks; in the wake of the Kate Hudson/Strange Bearded Man separation, I needed a mental health day. It happens. I’m much better now, thanks for asking.
So let’s catch up, shall we?
For no discernable reason whatsoever, Justin Timberlake went on record with Vanity Fair to announce his unbridled ire for the vocal stylings of American Idol’s Taylor Hicks. From MSN:
â€œPeople think he looks so normal, and heâ€™s so sweet and heâ€™s so earnest, but he canâ€™t carry a tune in a bucket,â€ Timberlake told Fashion Rocks, a supplement of Vanity Fair. Timberlake also thinks that Hicksâ€™ fame is fragile. â€œIf [Hicks] has any skeletons whatsoever, if God forbid, heâ€™s gay, and if all these people in Mississippi who voted for him are like [then he takes on a thick southern accent], â€˜Oh my god, I voted for a queer!â€™ Itâ€™s just too much pressure.â€
We get it, Justin. You smoke weed, you sport a tat, you’re banging Jordan Catalano’s ex, and you’ve risen to that pined-for pinnacle of your career at which your album titles can eschew the space bar entirely. No more Mr. Nice Guy for you, JT. You are hardcore, and what better way to put the nail in your boy-band image coffin than to go on record questioning both the vocal skills and heterosexuality of last season’s AmIdol winner? You are so. Fucking. Cool. Yo.
Regarding his raven-haired former flame, he says “I dated Britney half my life, but I donâ€™t know that woman anymore.â€ Okay. Memo to Brit: the win-him-back plan didn’t work. Cut your losses now.