The perpetually dreadlocked Counting Crows frontman took his shirt off in dangerous proximity to a Splash News camera man.
I know, I know. He’s a little flabby. He’s a little pale. He’s getting really old. But I refuse to give up on my dream!
One day, I will have sex with Adam Duritz. And then we’ll get married and have lots of babies and he’ll write songs about me and it will be fabulous.
Counting Crows’ new album — the first once since 2002′s Hard Candy — will be released November 6 of this year. The album’s title is Saturday Nights, Sunday Mornings, and I for one am super excited.
Photo credit: Aaron St. Clair
Looks like the big “comeback” album is dropping November 13, just a few days after the one-year anniversary of her filing for divorce from K-Fed.
That’s also the same day Celine Dion’s releasing her new album.
Somehow I don’t think either of them will be much competition for the other.
Not that I’ll be buying either. Don’t get me wrong, I’ll be listening to Britney’s album. In my heart of hearts, I’ll always be rooting for Brit-Brit. But I’m sure the whole thing will leak online weeks before. Hell, we’ve already got two of the tracks.
If you haven’t heard them yet, you can listen to “Gimme More” here and “Cold as Fire” here.
And don’t forget to vote!
Which Britney Spears do you like better?
Plus, it’s always reassuring to know that even reality TV stars are not immune to those really annoying zits right under your nose.
Leaving Opera in Hollywood last night.
Sounds like we have a new hot-spot, kids. Everyone’s been spotted there this week.
Photo credit: Buzz Foto
Presidential candidate Hillary Rodham Clinton walks the streets of NYC with Ellen Degeneres. Hillary taped an interview for Ellen’s show this week, and she also appeared on David Letterman.
Finally! Hayden Panettiere has dressed up as a German beer wench. [FListed]
Larry Birkhead, blah blah blah, OK! magazine, blah blah, lawsuit, blah. Mad props to Celebitchy for writing up this story. I tried like five times and each time my head nearly exploded from boredom. But I know some of you care. [Cele|bitchy]
PJ Harvey’s coming out with a new album. [popbytes]
Thank God someone thought to compile a comprehensive list of celebrity lesbian crushes. [cityrag]
Paris Hilton is done terrorizing Malibu. [Celebslam]
Ivana Trump’s boyfriend is ridiculously hot. And, no, that’s not a typo. This is Ivana, the old one, not her daughter. [The Bosh]
Oh sweet Jesus, they’re making Rock of Love II. Worse yet, you can audition. Get the deets. [Celebrity Smack]
Ah, slow news days.
We’re mere hours away from the holiday weekend. Traffic is down everywhere on the web because you guys aren’t sitting at your desk web-surfing while you should be doing expense reports. No, it’s just past noon on the West coast, which means most of the nation is in a beachside bar tossing back Coronas, as far away from a computer as possible, and Hollywood’s publicists and reporters are right there with them. No one’s breaking interesting stories. So you know what that means:
Hollywood’s favorite cokehead (assuming the top position now that Lindsay’s in rehab) performed at the Funny Bone Comedy Club in Columbus, Ohio last weekend, in what the club’s manager calls his worst experience with a performer in the club’s history.
Dick made inappropriate comments while on stage, groped patrons, took women into the men’s room and urinated on the floor and on at least one person.
That’s right. He urinated on someone. This seems plausible, as on Monday, photos surfaced of Andy in Ohio, as he showed his naughty bits to an eager fan while urinating.
The next day:
A limousine driver was to meet Dick early Monday morning at a hotel near the club, Stroupe said, but he couldn’t be found and missed that morning’s flight to Los Angeles.
Dick was across town, where he was issued a citation for urinating on the sidewalk by Columbus policeman John Fantin. Police eventually escorted Dick back to the hotel, Stroupe said.
David Beckham may not be able to play soccer for more than five minutes without getting injured, but Lord knows the boy knows how to procreate. And while he’s busy not playing soccer for the LA Galaxy, it sounds like babies are what he has on his mind.
“We never spoke about how many kids we wanted, we knew we wanted around the same number…We both wanted four or five kids,” Becks told Ryan Seacrest this week on his radio show. And since they already have three boys, Becks noted that they’re hoping for a girl.
For that girl’s sake, I’m hoping they have more boys instead. Can you imagine Victoria raising a daughter? That poor girl would have to learn how to walk in heels before she learned how to ride a bike.