Oy, I'm still shuddering over the Black Eyed Peas halftime show.
Auto-tune, I apologize for any derogatory remarks I ever made about your existence. Come back, please.
The Twitter feed was the saving grace. . .
Someone tweeted Bridgestone must have agreed to sponsor the show only after the Peas agreed to wear their tires as costumes.
It was all light and noise, oh and a bit of dancing with Usher, and, oooh, Slash, playing "Sweet Child of Mine". . . until Fergie started "singing."
At the start I remarked, "Oooh, Jerry is not going to be happy that the sound guys can't get the halftime show right" which lasted about 10 seconds before I was wishing the sound would go out and stay that way.
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