Before people come round to egg my house and troll my facebook page with abuse let me defend myself. This isn’t a pro-Miley review or a defence for the ex-Disney dollfaced douchebag. This is an explanation as to why all the hype, good and bad, around Miley is completely 100% totally unwarranted.
While everyone is preoccupied with either loving or hating Cyrus I’m left struggling to see why either side is so bothered. Ah yes to be fair she has released a whole catalogue of ground breaking industry changing music. I guess this justifies the masses of attention; it is always a shame when living legends of a whole generation loose the edge or talent that we all love them for. Heavy to bare is such a disappointment. Oh wait, she’s released fuck all songs that will be remembered in five years never mind having the longeivity (she claims herself to have) to produce different Miley eras as if she’s the next Madonna (i.e. Fun 80’s Madonna, Wannabe Brit 90’s Dance Madonna, Shit-look-at-her-scary-arms 00’s Madge).
I suppose you could argue it is fair to devote so much time and energy chatting about Miley Cyrus as, even if her music isn’t particularly credible, she is the first person to do so many things. Such as being the first Disney kid star to get her raunch on and cross over into the pop charts, shave her head, get engaged incredibly young, it not work out, be cringely ‘controversial’ on the VMAs, have similarly aged pop princess nemesises. If there’s one thing you can say about Britney it’s that she is one of a kind. I mean Miley!
I’m aware of the irony in talking about hating how much everyone’s talking about Cyrus but it’s hard to avoid the subject lately. It should also be noted I don’t hate her, or at least as much as I know about her from what I’ve read and seen (and let’s be honest we’ve all seen a heck of a lot of her). So I’m sorry Miley but this isn’t actually about you for once, it’s about the mountainous amounts of daily coverage you and your tongue get regardless of what actual interesting or important events are happening across the globe. For example the totally unheard phenomena of a popstar smoking weed proved to be truly scandalous. The reaction to this is as bewildering as Miley’s claim to being a massive pot head, she loves the stuff apparently. No you don’t Miley, otherwise you wouldn’t keep banging on about it. Until you have as much G status as Snoop you don’t get to casually drop it into a Rolling Stone interview like you’re talking about tea. This is not news. It’s definitely not new news. And if it is well that’s news to me.
And why did Sinéad attempt to save the Tennesse twirking twit or even think she needed saving in the first place? She felt so worried by the Miley movement that she felt obliged to begin a saga of medicore letters full of cliches and nothing I’m sure Miley or for that matter any 20 yr old girl with her vagina out on Facebook hasn’t heard before. Cheap dig at mental illness aside, why oh why is Sinéad bothered? Is she on a one woman crusade to teach all young women in music that nakedness does not equate to likeability/popularity? Because everyone knows boys like you more the less clothes you wear, right?
Maybe she’s penning a note to Riri right now explaining she doesn’t have to be a good girl gone bad. Or perhaps she’s helping Bieber by sending lots of lesbian support phamplets to the miniture moody madam. It must be frustrating what with all the attention on Cyrus. Get your tits out Bieber, then people will talk about you again.
The situation has blown up out of control. It’s as absurd as the reason it started in the first place – Miley’s claim that the video to Wrecking Ball is the new Nothing Compared To You. Oh yeh I can totally see the similarities between Nothing Compares and Wrecking Ball. In Nothing Comapres, Sinéad completes the entire vid in one take and cries spontaneously during the verse about her dead mother and Miley gives a hammer a blowey. Jesus. How did Sinéad feel this validates a response? It’s like feeling the need to point out the difference between a hurricane and my elbow. There is no need, it’s pretty bloody evident.
Saying all that however I guess I could sum up the point of this article with one question; who gives a fuck?
george scerri 