She can’t really sing, has repetitive chords, her spoken word stuff sucks, and no one that THINKS they’re profound actually is. Lame. I think what really gets me is her lyrics and her spoken word crap. I can tell she thinks of herself as smart and clever and that’s a huge deal-breaker for me. I find her trite, cliche, and pretentious.
Douche loved her. Probably because Douche fancied herself profound. So I went to an Ani concert in Columbia, Missouri once. And it was PACKED. She has a huge following and I don’t get why. At the concert, I was unimpressed musically–she offers nothing special, and may have been on some sort of speed. And I never like to hear about celebrities doing drugs. It makes me feel very disappointed in them. Philip Seymoure Hoffman’s overdose made me feel torn. I never want to support a junkie, but I felt sorry for him too. And he’s still my favorite actor, because he does really good work. But Ani? I think she’s on drugs and didn’t like her in the first place, so it’s one more strike against her.
I CAN say she was very. . . Shoot I can’t think of the word I want. It starts with a c. She had sort of a spark about her that drew people to her and made you like her. And the woman and gays of CoMo really, really came out in droves and cheered heartily for her every move. But I still don’t. Like her, I mean.
Plus, it irks me that like Angelina Jolie (who I don’t care for either) she is this lesbian icon. But is she even a lesbian? I think she has a husband and child? I’m not sure about that as I don’t follow the news about her because I don’t like her.
I don’t know what I saw recently that compelled me to start this draft, but I thought I would stray from speech & hearing and vet stuff that I’ve been covering a lot lately, and write something a little gay and a little music.