Wednesday, March 4, 2009
I flipped the channel, and there he was. All dressed up and vamping like the band was gonna go nuts. Except there was no band. It was all digital back ground music. He opened with a speech about how he was the be all and end all of all music everywhere forever. Then he mused how 'poignant' his own words were. The paid audience seemed very pleased. Of course. As Mister West vamped some more and began to 'sing' the obvious Auto Tune thing on his voice ( Think Cher -Do You Believe in A Life After Love) was so strong it sounded robotic. Why? Because the beginning and end of all everything everywhere Music God, Mister Poignant CAN'T FUCKING SING. Welcome to the delusional ego maniac show, loser. Go home.