Defending Madonna
Julie Burchill, I blame you for this.
Oh this sucks. Sucks I tell you. Here I am, catching up on the weekend papers, scoffing a 'medley of fruit' when I came across the following load of hooey.
"Three things, it's safe to say, will always be with us: the poor, taxes and Madonna. And the weather. Like the weather, Madonna is everywhere, reigning over the just and the unjust, friend and foe alike; loving her or hating her is as futile as loving or hating the rain, wind or snow - it'll happen anyway. Turning 50 as she does in a few months, the question is perhaps worth asking: what did we do to deserve this? It's been a quarter of a century of cruel and unusual punishments - peaking in the sustained, sadistic, hate-filled frenzy that was Swept Away - so far. Surely we're going to get some time off for good behaviour soon?"
Yep that's how it starts, three things that are four and then a sustained whine about Madonna.
But that's not what bothers me, oh no. People can whine about what they like. What bothers me is that Julie Burchill had driven me to DEFENDING Madonna. I never thought I'd EVER be driven to that.
The rest of the article is here. read it if you can be arsed.
No don't. Don't bother. I'll pare it down for you.
Madonna is old.
Madonna is not fat.
Madonna once released a book called Sex.
Julie isn't a big fan of the book.
Madonna cannot sing or dance.
Julie Burchill is fat
But if she wasn't she'd be fabulous.
Madonna is driven
Madonna is NOT Amy Winehouse.
Madonna is a touch narcissistic.
Madonna is successful
Julie Buchill is less successful.
But that's okay, because Julie Burchill is not Madonna.
Dear Julie Burchill, Comparing Madonna to Any Winehouse is ridiculous. Okay Madonna might not be the best singer or the best dancer, but you know what? I'd pay to see her ANY day over the stumbling mumbling smack head who by the way CANNOT sing live to save her life. Talent she may have, but talent is rarely enough.
Madonna is a performer. A consummate performer it has to be said. She took her 'grade A, ocean-going natural mediocrities' and turned them into a successful career spanning many decades. Four minutes is top of the charts. She's still here. She's still at the top of her game. Fuck me, it that doesn't deserve a little respect I don't what does.
You on the other hand Julie, not so much.
Like her or loathe her, Madonna is a force to be reckoned with. I admire longevity, I admire her will power. I admire her clean living lifestyle, I like the fact that she can manipulate her own image, I admire the fact that she is still yanking chains, I admire her determination and dedication. I admire her god damn fifty year old body. Single minded and possibly unfunny she may be, but nobody is perfect, right Julie?
Defending Madonna, I find myself not against it. Not that she gives a shit either way, but then I like that too.
Oh this sucks. Sucks I tell you. Here I am, catching up on the weekend papers, scoffing a 'medley of fruit' when I came across the following load of hooey.
"Three things, it's safe to say, will always be with us: the poor, taxes and Madonna. And the weather. Like the weather, Madonna is everywhere, reigning over the just and the unjust, friend and foe alike; loving her or hating her is as futile as loving or hating the rain, wind or snow - it'll happen anyway. Turning 50 as she does in a few months, the question is perhaps worth asking: what did we do to deserve this? It's been a quarter of a century of cruel and unusual punishments - peaking in the sustained, sadistic, hate-filled frenzy that was Swept Away - so far. Surely we're going to get some time off for good behaviour soon?"
Yep that's how it starts, three things that are four and then a sustained whine about Madonna.
But that's not what bothers me, oh no. People can whine about what they like. What bothers me is that Julie Burchill had driven me to DEFENDING Madonna. I never thought I'd EVER be driven to that.
The rest of the article is here. read it if you can be arsed.
No don't. Don't bother. I'll pare it down for you.
Madonna is old.
Madonna is not fat.
Madonna once released a book called Sex.
Julie isn't a big fan of the book.
Madonna cannot sing or dance.
Julie Burchill is fat
But if she wasn't she'd be fabulous.
Madonna is driven
Madonna is NOT Amy Winehouse.
Madonna is a touch narcissistic.
Madonna is successful
Julie Buchill is less successful.
But that's okay, because Julie Burchill is not Madonna.
Dear Julie Burchill, Comparing Madonna to Any Winehouse is ridiculous. Okay Madonna might not be the best singer or the best dancer, but you know what? I'd pay to see her ANY day over the stumbling mumbling smack head who by the way CANNOT sing live to save her life. Talent she may have, but talent is rarely enough.
Madonna is a performer. A consummate performer it has to be said. She took her 'grade A, ocean-going natural mediocrities' and turned them into a successful career spanning many decades. Four minutes is top of the charts. She's still here. She's still at the top of her game. Fuck me, it that doesn't deserve a little respect I don't what does.
You on the other hand Julie, not so much.
Like her or loathe her, Madonna is a force to be reckoned with. I admire longevity, I admire her will power. I admire her clean living lifestyle, I like the fact that she can manipulate her own image, I admire the fact that she is still yanking chains, I admire her determination and dedication. I admire her god damn fifty year old body. Single minded and possibly unfunny she may be, but nobody is perfect, right Julie?
Defending Madonna, I find myself not against it. Not that she gives a shit either way, but then I like that too.
Labels: Those who can't whinge.
posted by fatmammycat at 9:03 a.m.
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