I didn’t realize that NBC has started using YouTube… Earlier this year they demanded that awesome Natalie Portman rap video (my 2006 single of the year) to be pulled…
I’ve been Tivoing Saturday Night Live for a few years now, which renders it entirely watchable. Justin Timberlake was great the last time he hosted, and this time I was sad that Jimmy Fallon was no longer in the cast because the “Barry Gibb Talk Show” sketches had been so funny. Lo and behold, they brought Fallon back for the sketch (he probably wasn’t super busy).
Anyway, thanks to NBC and YouTube, you can watch the highlights after the jump, including the uncensored version of A Special Christmas Box…
He’s a Pretty Face, and Proud of It: “‘Look at those hips,’ Timbaland raps… After each phrase, Mr. Timberlake croons back his flirty (and somewhat cryptic) response: ‘Go ‘head, be gone with it.’ With that, the ‘dirty babe’ first introduced in the second stanza officially becomes a third wheel.” Uh oh! Justin and Timbaland, sittin’ in a tree… Stream it (Real, Win).
To be sure, the fact that Justin Timberlake removed a portion of Janet Jackson’s Genghis Khan-like costume during the MTV-orchestrated Super Bowl half time show is well known. Presumably, this has more to do with the fact that Janet’s career is about as over as M.C. Hammer’s: they can both do a great job of bustin’ a move, but who the hell has been thinking about buying discs from either of those two? Since Janet posed a few years ago for a Rolling Stone cover with her breasts covered by a man’s hands, it is evident that she’s not in the least bit shy about showing her well-rounded skin. What’s somewhat interesting about the whole thing is that unless someone was watching the CBS telecast with a high-definition plasma screen about the size of something found in a multiplex, the exposure was something that would be best measured by physicists at Argonne National Lab, as it had the half life of one of those new transuranic elements that have just been found.
Your particular 3-point cred stance is powerless against the successful summer single. You might be a card-carrying avantist who listens exclusively to backwards-sounding Bruce Gilbert solo albums. Maybe the leftist worldbeat pop of NPR’s online shop is your bag. Doesn’t matter. Most every summer, there’ll be a song that transcends genre and demographics, spilling sticky icky icky sunscreen all over your precious pop culture cone of silence. At first it’ll be clicks and buzzes, wafting into your ride from the open windows of the driver education sedan stuck next to you in the traffic jam. But soon, it’ll start to take shape. Spins at wedding receptions, wafting through the mall where you buy your organic shampoo, slicing through the background din at that baseball game your brother-in-law made you attend. And before you know it, your badass hipster brain’ll be wondering: Just who did let the dogs out?
•Media blitz for new Justin Timberlake album: 5 million dollars
•Estimated portion of Jive Records 4th quarter profits Timberlake is responsible for: 15 million dollars
•Richard Aschroft making music unfettered by the downdraft of media and industry scrutiny: Priceless
Richard Ashcroft is mysterious. His haughty, strung-out good looks offer an alluring alternative to the corn-fed cheekbones of Ashton Kutcher; he’s a Northern Soul hippie writing love songs to his lovely wife and child. But in the dark, misty future, when Virgin Records finally sets a domestic release date for Human Conditions, his sophomore solo release, will the record’s promotional blitz include a sit-down, prime-time interview with Barbara Walters? Not bloody likely. That “honor” is reserved for Justin Timberlake. You know Justin. I’m not sure if he’s “the cute one” from ‘N SYNC, but I know that he’s not the fat one, nor is he the guy with the unfortunate dreadlocks. Timberlake does resemble – impossibly – a more effete Ryan Phillipe; he’s also a multi-millionaire at 21, with a solo debut (the cheekily named Justified) in stores today. And he sat down with Barbara on “20/20” to reveal and revel in his charmed life.