I’m not a big fan of cabaret style amateur singing. While I agree with Simon Cowell’s assessment of the talent (this isn’t grade two — not everyone can be on stage on talent show night), it would be nice if he purchased less t-shirts. Odds are Randy Jackson has some cool stories from his Journey days, and possibly even Zucchero. I won’t bother about Ryan Seacrest (I think he’s biding his time until Dick Clark kicks the bucket so he can be declared Host With The Most).
I watch for Paula Abdul. She’s cool
I don’t particularly like her music, and I’m not a fan of any of her videos. But she is half Canadian. That makes her half cool. Her cool becomes whole because she was in the 1978 musical “Junior High”. It’s a brilliant kids movie starring junior high school students, and one of them was a pre-nose job Paula Abdul as a party girl.
I was looking for Lawrence Welk songs for mother this past Christmas. I couldn’t remember the name of her favourite singer from the show, so I checked the itunes store in case it jogged my memory.
My mom loves the Lawrence Welk show. I was tortured by it. Every Saturday evening I had to sit there and watch re-runs of waltzing, accordioning, that dancing couple with the enormous white teeth, and big haired ladies singing. It was awful. Although I did like the bubbles. Who can stay angry when they see bubbles? Throw in the fact that the bubbles were “champagne bubbles” and I stopped whining. An added bonus were the elderly couples from the audience who’d come on stage and dance. I never saw so many blue haired ladies and short men dancing before in my life. And they all wore horn rimmed glasses. I guess that was in vogue amongst the olds in the sixties.
But back to the reason I wrote this:Check out this screen shot I took from the Itunes Store. These Lawrence Welk Christmas songs are the “clean” versions.
I checked for a while but I did not find the “explicit” versions. I am still disappointed.
Today, let’s all sing to a cat — your cat, your neighbour’s cat, your imaginary cat, a cat awaiting adoption. In fact, sing to a cat while you’re adopting her!
Someone put a lot of time and creativity into this video. And that beggars the question, why?
This talented individual could be at the forefront of the avant garde movement. A real artist vision could be in the offing, but instead he or she is hoffing.
The Hoff can’t dance.
The Hoff can’t sing.
The Hoff’s acting reminds me of a marionette he’s so stiff and wooden.
The Hoff is an entertainment disaster.
Here are a few more great Hasselhoff youtube links:
This song is from his first American album “Knight Rocker”. And yes, I am trying to hold back the snickering. The woman in the car is David’s first wife, Catherine Hickland. The Hoff Trivia: Catherine’s second husband’s name is Michael Knight. David’s Knight Rider character was Michael Knight. Can life get odder? Only if I pay more attention to The Hoff Trivia.
My sincere apologies to Johnny Rivers. This is truly awful.
Thankfully, while we laugh and laugh and laugh, he laughs too.
Then there’s The Hoff’s claim that he helped the Berlin Wall’s fall back in 1989.
This man is a train wreck. And we all know what we do when we witness a train wreck… get popcorn.