Short drum riff. Wah-wah guitar. A silky, subtle “ooh-hoo”, some scatting, and finally, “The childhood part of my life wasn’t very pretty.” The beginning of The Temptations’ Cloud Nine was when Dennis Edwards husky tenor voice burst into my consciousness. It would eventually become one of the early voices of the soundtrack of my life.... Continue Reading →
Go Away Little Girl
[Cue Hall & Oates] She's gone, oh I, oh I'd Better learn how to face it She's gone, oh I, oh I'd Pay the devil to replace her She's gone, what went wrong. OK, we knew Arie had his doubts. Nor did I ever really allow myself to truly believe that My Girl Bekah would... Continue Reading →
(Baby) Bye Bye Bye
Ding, dong, the witch is dead! Krazy, konceited, kontemptable Krystal goes kareening home after her two-on-one date – I believe I had that thank you very much, although I thought it would be with Lauren B. and missed predicting the alliteration with Kendall. And is it just me or was the most annoying thing about... Continue Reading →
A Less Than Super Halftime Show
Let me be clear. I am a Justin Timberlake fan. When my daughter was a teenager she once said, “I always thought it was odd that my Dad was a Britney Spears and Justin Timberlake fan before I was.” I believe Cry Me a River is one the great pieces of music ever made. I... Continue Reading →
The State of Our Union
Welcome to this week’s Bachelor musings where the state of our union is Krystal-ine. This season’s Girl We Love to Hate continued to show off her expanding repertoire of unlikeableness - this week she added victimhood – with her bowling alley/into the van/into the after-party/during the after-party hissy fit. Let’s review, boys and girls. Typical... Continue Reading →
Is Age Just a Number if It’s 22?
Now that The Mystery of Bekah's Age has been revealed (22! Gasp!) - she's still the only contestant whose age does NOT appear on the show's website - the theme for the rest of the season is clearly Will He or Won't He. It's so obvious that Arie is quite taken with her - how... Continue Reading →
Of Love Lost to Taxidermy
Tonight’s rather tame episode was, for me, a tale of four women. First, in preparation for my musings, I fast-forwarded back through the entire show to refresh my memory. I believe all I saw was Arie kissing My Girl Bekah for about 90 minutes. Jenna had a I-didn’t-come-here-for-this-so-don’t even-try-to-give-me-a-goodbye-hug exit which deserves detailed scrutiny. “I... Continue Reading →
