Some Thoughts on an Unusually Warm Chirstmas Day...

Sooo I was completely wrong on Heroes. The season finale was an utter train wreck; an insult to the entire fan base, honestly. I wish I'd given up on it weeks ago like smarter people had. It seems as if the creators of the show take us, the fans, for slightly mentally challenged monkeys. They now shatter the laws of physics on a weekly basis, not to mention destroying any pretense of episodic continuity. The characters' motivations seems to change every episode and things just happen a little too conveniently. Ando gets some sort of amplifying power and combining his power with Daphne's, who runs really fast, he can time travel? What?! They did that in one of the Superman movies years ago...and it was bullshit then! How does he control it? How can they go forward and backwards?? I'm sure Einstein is rolling in his grave. The creators of Heroes owe us an apology for making us sit through that entire sub-par season for an absolutely atrocious season finale. You fuckers. That last episode was an affront to TV viewers everywhere. A season that started out with such promise turned into a heaping crap of bullshit in the matter of an hour. Will I watch the show when it starts up again in January? Yeah, probably...but it's on a short lease. Anything less than exceptionality and I'll be changing the channel. And for the love of god, whoever's making Heroes needs to wisen up and treat us like intelligent human beings. One more season finale like that and Tim Kring and company should be caned. I have low expectations for whatever they're gonna do next with the show, but hey, I'll still take it over Law and Order.

Joining Heroes on the 'list of things that have jumped the shark' would have to be, sadly, Chris Cornell. Look man, you went from combining metal and grunge in Soundgarden (only one of the most innovative and influential bands of the 90s), to forming super group Audioslave (which, though it never came out with that one 'great' album, was still a fairly decent listen), to carving out a fairly decent solo career for yourself, even getting to do the song for Casino Royale. Things were looking good. But then you decided you wanted to go mainstream or whatever. You know what, I'm fine with that. Do what you gotta do....but make sure the music stays good. If you keep the music good as you evolve, then I have no problem with whatever you're doing. Instead, Cornell's sold his soul to Timbaland to create what is, essentially, nothing more than an over-produced, run-of-the-mill pop album. Take a listen to Scream. It doesn't sound remotely like a rock album. The drum track sounds like something off an Alicia Keys record, the over-dubbing of vocals creates a glossy sound that ultimately sounds cheesy and artificial, and the distinct lack of any sort of guitar work signals the 'sold out!' alarm. Worse than that, the song's fucking boring! I love Cornell's voice. One of the best rock singers of all time (in my opinion) and Jesus Christ Pose has to be in my top ten song list. But what he's turned into is a shame. A waste of that awesome, metal snarl that was a big 'fuck you' to anything that resembled pop music. I'm all for having pop sensibilities; making your music more accessible to the mainstream (so to speak) public. Making a "rock" record produced by Timbaland though? Yeah, not working for me man. Timbaland's an awesome producer who makes some fantastic beats, but producing a rock record with someone who has a voice like yours? Not his thing. You should've stuck to what you know Chris. If you wanted to go commercial, well hey, I guess you succeeded. But don't expect us to ever, ever put you into the same category as an Eddie Vedder, Cobain or Billy Corgan. Your chance for that is now gone.

Just a thought on Plaxico Burress. Disregard the fact that he's retarded - if you need to take a gun into a club, well maybe, just maybe, you shouldn't be going into that club in the first place!! Forget that he put the gun into his waistband rather than some sort of holster. Don't even worry about him shooting himself - shit happens. What really bothers me is this Plaxico went to a club in his sweat pants. Who goes to a motherfucking club in their sweat pants??!! Are you shitting me? I'm of the firm opinion that guys should not go into public places in sweat pants unless 1) it's a sweat pants party, or 2) it's before 7 am and you're just going out to get coffee or breakfast. Any other time and you're telling the world 'i'm a lazy fuck who doesn't give a shit about his shoddy appearance.' Now, throw in the fact that Plax is not in just any public place, but he's in some sort of club. Not a supermarket or a Wawa.... a fucking club. Plus he's in New York, a city where people get dressed up to go to the corner and grab a newspaper. The rest of the story suggests that Plaxico is, by all accounts, an idiot, and if nothing else it's an amusing anecdote, but I can't forgive going into a club in sweat pants. That's just straight bullshit. Thank god you're on the Giants....