Tuesday, March 20, 2007

a little dead, but still the same

*i posted the following on my myspace blog as well, because i feel the following useless information should be shared with everyone*

i can't believe i just quoted my own song.

lame, but a propos of the following post.

pop quiz, hot shot (i can't believe i just quoted 'speed'):

name this person:

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if you guessed fefe dobson, you're right, hot shot.

so now you say...

who the eff is fefe dobson?
or
why the hell do i care?

well, i care. cuz i once wrote a song about her and her fellow lame faux punk pop tartlets.
i've had a sick fascination and hatred for these girls (the avril, the ashlee, etc...) ever since i first saw the video for 'complicated'. what was that girl in the dickies and the chuck taylors doing, standing around a bunch of skateboarders and pretending to poop on the camping toilet at the mall, singing a dixie chicks song?

thanks to the inabililty of young girls to spot a poser, and the happiness of mothers who were sick of slutty britneys and x-tinas, the avril punky thing caught on. big time...to the point that they started making other versions of avril.

to capitalize on the whole 'made in canada' thing, we were treated to someone icky named skye sweetnam, and the aforementioned fefe.

hailing from super punk badass scarbourough, fefe went to a superpunk badass performing arts school and did superpunkbadass shows like Oliver (and i'm not knocking doing broadway shows in high school , in general...i am definitely guilty of a couple, and i had a good time. i'm just saying quit selling yourself as a punk when your resume mostly consists of winning shania twain singing contests or singing 'consider yourself' to a large public audience with smudged eyeliner on your cheeks).

somewhere along the way she got a record contract and ended up drizzling the airwaves with songs like 'bye bye boyfriend', and, um, some song that was on the soundtrack for a movie about SAT scores starring that chick from the movie Traffic.

the attitude this girl dripped and the sheer mediocrity of her songs made my hatred of avril shrink in comparison. my hate affair culminated when i found a quote on her website stating that while in the studio, she put up posters of kurt cobain and jeff buckley to inspire her vocals. she felt as if they were 'watching over her'...something about kurt's picture beaming down upon her, saying, 'you can do it, fefe'.

what would kurt really say if he knew his image was being used to produce such music? maybe 'where's my gun?'

i digress.

back to the discovery i made yesterday...

joy of joys, in the midst of recording and preparing to release her new album, fefe was dropped from her label, island/def jam. as you can read in wikipedia, she apparently wanted to adopt a more hip and sarcastic image...

fefe, honey, you were signed to copy avril. if anything, what you should be doing now is teetering around in high heels and micro mini kilts and trying to emulate fergie...but, you know, like, fergie with an edge? a fergie who steals boyfriends instead of being up in the gym just workin' on her fitness?

her website has been pulled, and now all i can find for her is her own myspace, complete with poorly written blog entries full of false hope and far too many exclamation marks.
there also seems to be an epk, where all that can be found is a long rambling bio which includes a reference to fefe's meeting with courtney love.

well, fefe, the fact is, you opened for justin timberlake. karen o you're not. you probably tried to convince your label that for your sophomore effort, you should actually try and get yourself some cred, cuz you may be smart enough to know that the punk tartlet 'i'm going to wear a tie with skull and cross bones on it...with a wife beater with hearts!!' doesn't really allow for career longevity.

maybe fefe's new, lost in the shuffle album is actually good...she probably is a decent singer, maybe. but, unless timbaland decides to lift her from Can Con limbo, where nelly furtado was originally headed, i will be very happy to believe that kurt cobain is watching over fefe indeed - and ensuring her musical demise. yay!! KissES! nevr give up on ur dream!!
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo

p.s. thanks to anna for sending me the pic and sharing the fefe stories a couple of years ago

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