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clevermanka) wrote2006-08-04 08:57 am
clevermanka) wrote2006-08-04 08:57 am
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I don't have many gay boy friends anyway...
So this post shouldn't get me into too much trouble.
OK, so Madonna's new schtick is being lowered to the stage on a cross. *shrug* Whatever. I don't know why people get up in arms about her trashing their religion. I mean, she's slowly working her way across the religious spectrum. And the sub-culture spectrum, and the kink spectrum, etc. etc. She the only person on earth who makes millions of dollars for being a professional dilettante. Probably the only reason she returned to harassing Catholicism is because after 9/11 she knows putting on a burka and booty shorts would most likely get her shot.
Anyway. I read about the brou-ha-ha yesterday. I thought "Hm. Madonna. Bondage. Cross. OK, it could work." I pictured her, scantily clad in a loincloth (a stylish loincloth, of course, perhaps designed by Bob Mackie) with flesh-toned powernet on her torso. A crown of thorns, artfully applied rivulets of blood streaking her face, hands, and feet. The cross a delicate-but-rough construction made of some fabulous polymer that looked like white wood but, oh, maybe glowed from the inside or something. Not my particular kink, but I could at least understand the appeal. However. Today I saw a photo of this cross-lowering business.
What the hell? The cross looks like a combination of a high-rise office building and one of those monstrous Dedications To Our White Jesus you see on I-70 headed to St. Louis. And Madonna herself? I can only hope that this is some sort of tech rehearsal and that's not her actual costume for the tour. It looks like she's wearing a cheap knock-off of an amateur RenFest pirate costume for god's sake. It's 2006 and they can't mike her with something that doesn't look like a carwash hose attachment? This whole thing is just so completely unsexy, unimaginative, unattractive, and yes, unshocking that I'm honestly a bit embarrassed for her.
It reminds me of the Stonehenge incident in This is Spinal Tap. I can just picture the audience now, seeing this for the first time (those backward luddites who won't have seen it yet on Yahoo!News). The screaming, the clapping, the riotous euphoria as they await their goddess. And the long silence when she actually appears on this ridiculous apparatus, broken eventually by the snorts and giggles of ten thousand queens who, oh honey, could have designed that so much better.
At least, that's what I like to envision. Snark. Oh, I mean, Vogue.
OK, so Madonna's new schtick is being lowered to the stage on a cross. *shrug* Whatever. I don't know why people get up in arms about her trashing their religion. I mean, she's slowly working her way across the religious spectrum. And the sub-culture spectrum, and the kink spectrum, etc. etc. She the only person on earth who makes millions of dollars for being a professional dilettante. Probably the only reason she returned to harassing Catholicism is because after 9/11 she knows putting on a burka and booty shorts would most likely get her shot.
Anyway. I read about the brou-ha-ha yesterday. I thought "Hm. Madonna. Bondage. Cross. OK, it could work." I pictured her, scantily clad in a loincloth (a stylish loincloth, of course, perhaps designed by Bob Mackie) with flesh-toned powernet on her torso. A crown of thorns, artfully applied rivulets of blood streaking her face, hands, and feet. The cross a delicate-but-rough construction made of some fabulous polymer that looked like white wood but, oh, maybe glowed from the inside or something. Not my particular kink, but I could at least understand the appeal. However. Today I saw a photo of this cross-lowering business.
What the hell? The cross looks like a combination of a high-rise office building and one of those monstrous Dedications To Our White Jesus you see on I-70 headed to St. Louis. And Madonna herself? I can only hope that this is some sort of tech rehearsal and that's not her actual costume for the tour. It looks like she's wearing a cheap knock-off of an amateur RenFest pirate costume for god's sake. It's 2006 and they can't mike her with something that doesn't look like a carwash hose attachment? This whole thing is just so completely unsexy, unimaginative, unattractive, and yes, unshocking that I'm honestly a bit embarrassed for her.
It reminds me of the Stonehenge incident in This is Spinal Tap. I can just picture the audience now, seeing this for the first time (those backward luddites who won't have seen it yet on Yahoo!News). The screaming, the clapping, the riotous euphoria as they await their goddess. And the long silence when she actually appears on this ridiculous apparatus, broken eventually by the snorts and giggles of ten thousand queens who, oh honey, could have designed that so much better.
At least, that's what I like to envision. Snark. Oh, I mean, Vogue.