In today’s wrapup of headlines: Toby Keith isn’t ready to make nice with voters, Elton John says “goodbye” to Las Vegas’ 10-karat-bricked roads, and Gregg “Girl Talk” Gillis is thinking about maybe engaging in the art of songcraft! More »
“Okay, it’s official,” I wrote to Maura midday on Thursday, when Billboard released the new Hot 100. “I have seriously underestimated ‘Whatever You Like.’”
That durable smash by Atlanta rap deity T.I. moves into the penthouse for the third time since late August. Directly behind it is T.I.’s simultaneous hit, the Rihanna duet “Live Your Life,” which moves up to No. 2 two weeks after it spent a sole week in the top spot.
After I bravely predicted a few weeks ago that the irresistible “Life” would dominate the fall and make “Whatever” a distant memory, the T-and-Ri pairing has had a hard time holding onto the top spot. Last week’s coup by Britney Spears’s well-hyped “Womanizer” was pretty predictable. But the idea that T.I.’s new hit would also have to fight off his older one—a loping, sluggish song that’s neither a ballad nor a club jam—was a development few saw coming, least of all me.
If there’s one thing it shows, it’s that for all our talk here in recent weeks about the dominance of digital sales on the charts these days, airplay still matters. “Whatever” wouldn’t still be competing for the top slot without radio’s fervent support.
People are surprised by Daddy Yankee’s endorsement of John McCain, but really, shouldn’t the fact that the reggaeton singer’s New York City record-release party was sponsored by rightward-leaning piss substitute Coors Light have been a hint that dude isn’t exactly going door to door for [insert… More »
Yes, Beer For My Horses, the country caper based on Toby Keith’s legendary ode to lynching (starring Keith, Willie Nelson, Ted Nugent, and Claire Forlani), has a trailer out and will be hitting theaters this August. As shown above, Ted Nugent will be playing a crazed gun enthusiast named Skunk, and judging by Keith’s fond recollection of an on-set rabbit slaughter, it looks like the Nuge is a practitioner of the Method.
He’s tried John Cougar Mellencamp. He’s tried Chuck Berry. He’s even tried ABBA (sez McCain: “”Nobody likes them, but they sold more records than anybody in the history of the world, including The Beatles. But everybody hates them. You’re a no-class guy if you like ABBA. Why does everybody go see ‘Mamma Mia?’ Hypocrisy! Rank hypocrisy! I’m not embarassed to say I like ABBA, ‘Dancing Queen.'”) But nobody seems to want John McCain using their music as his campaign theme. What, doesn’t one of those Hillary Clinton fans who swear they’d rather vote Republican than for Obama own a worthwhile copyright?
Remember “Beer For My Horses?” It’s a song by Toby Keith and Willie Nelson about things were better back when we used to lynch troublemakers. The video, which plays like an episode of CSI with extra soul patch, was evidently enough of a hit that Toby’s going to make a movie based on it! And if you’re going to make a movie about a bunch of rootin’-tootin’ singers dishing out street justice, of course you’ll have to include Ted Nugent as Skunk Tarver, “an uppity, defiant, long-haired, over-the-top rock ‘n’ roll deputy sheriff in Jackson County, Okla., who loves bowhunting and guns.” The Nuge wrote all about it in his weekly column for the Waco Tribune.
If the existence of Lil Jon’s Big & Rich remix didn’t send enough country-rap chills down your spine, how about the news that T-Pain is sprung off the idea of adding a little “who’s your daddy?” to his next Auto-Tuned outing? Mr. Pain has made it known that he’d like naughty Christmas elf Toby Keith to guest on his next album. And if that doesn’t work, maybe they could just bro down, get into some trouble involving bartenders, and hate on the Dixie Chicks?
This is probably the silliest Idolator blind item poll in an illustrious history of silly-ass blind item polls, especially since male beautifying is no longer so verboten as to be shocking. (I’m even shaving more than once a month now. Up next: ironing my shirts.) Nonetheless we must scratch our heads as we wonder: “Which macho crooner secretly loves manicures and pedicures? The ladies’ man pretends he’s off to the gym whenever he’s going to get pampered.” Admittedly it was the “macho” part that initially threw us, as it 86’s about 95 percent of the XY chromosomes currently clogging Billboard, but we think we’ve come up with a few distinct possibilities and a couple of outliers.