Out-of-nowhere mention of JC's hair.

It's always interesting to see JC turn up in the press, especially bizarre, random bits like this one. Who'd have thought he'd end up on a list of ten of the most flamboyantly hair-conscious celebs in the music world?

I'm thinking *really* slow news day. Was this part of a larger piece? I'm confused, but still amused to see my boy mentioned, even if it is a very gentle dig at the goofy not!mullet.

Wild hair days happen often in music world

Sunday, September 03, 2006
By Lorilee Craker
The Grand Rapids Press

From moptops to mullets, lids on the stars can be, shall we say, adventuresome. Here are some reflections on some of the most flamboyant in the music world.

Pink -- OK, girl, decide: This in-between business of the shaved sides and big skunk-like ribbon of droopy hair won't get any party started.

Lyle Lovett -- Maybe the real reason singing for his hit "Don't Touch My Hat" was so people wouldn't take the 10-gallon topper off his rat's nest.

Michael Score -- The Flock of Seagulls vocalist must have had to work long hours to look like he'd gotten stuck in a cotton candy machine.

Cyndi Lauper -- Girls just wanna have fun, and one way in the '80s was to wear their hair a la Cyndi -- off-center and day-glo, with matching eye shadow.

Christina Aguilera -- If this big-voice, big-hair pop diva's locks get any lighter and brighter, her hair will turn blue.

Billy Ray Cyrus -- He sings, "I Want My Mullet Back" -- funny, because he still wore the "business up front, party in the back" style a decade after the look peaked.

George Jones -- Tammy Wynette was all for standing by her man, but that puffy-top, puffy-sides look must have made it hard.

Neil Young -- He has a song called "Let's Impeach the President." Maybe Young should impeach his barber while he's at it.

Cher -- Not that we're expecting her suddenly to sport Granny's helmet 'do, but at 60, she might want to lay off the platinum dye job.

JC Chasez -- Hair cops got busy when they saw his short-and-long lid. One online petition urged him to cut it short for the good of all ex-boy-banders.


Like I said, slooooow news day. :-)

Old but interesting: complimentary and not, all at once.

So I'm trolling for JC bits and I've just come across another one that I haven't seen. This one is from some guy's blog, dated 04/01/2005. From this blog: Max & Mike on the Movies. I was mostly AWOL from LJ then, so you guys have probably already seen this. Putting it here for posterity!

One of these days I'm going to tag all of this stuff.

Oh, Chasez Can You See?

People are always coming up to me on the street and saying, “Hey Max, I know you’re a nationally famous film critic, but what kind of music do you listen to?” (Well, okay, they never actually do that. But wouldn’t it be cool if they did?)

The other day I was listening to what has to be the least cool album in my collection, Schizophrenic by JC Chasez, and I decided it was fine time I told you good people about it.

First, let’s just get this out of the way: Yes, that JC Chasez: The kid from N SYNC who isn’t Justin Timberlake. The moderately pretty boy with the generically smooth voice and the jauntily tilted fedora. An ex-boy band member destined to be road kill on our pop culture super-highway. And no, this is NOT an April Fool’s joke.

But here’s the thing: I bought this Schizophrenic album last winter, based on my enjoyment of its Prince-like single: “All Day Long I Dream About Sex.” I thought the song was weird, groovy, and irresistibly catchy.

I immediately fell in love with the disc. Indeed, it was the first CD I ever listened to in MC Sparky. It perfectly mirrored the mood I was in: Giddy, upbeat, silly, and jonesin’ for the summer time.

Let me make one thing clear: There is no depth to this album. At all. Its basic message is this: “Sex, sex, sex. I love sex.” Which, God love him, at least is honest. But that’s not the point: The point is, Justin Timberlake got all this love and sold all of these albums and became the darling of the record industry and I happen to think Schizophrenic a better CD than Justified.

True to its title, the songs vary wildly: One sounds like ‘80s new wave, one sounds kind of Jason Mraz-like, one sounds like Lenny Kravitz, a whole bunch sound like Prince, another one sounds exactly like Sting . . . I think you get the point.

Is the entire album great? Naaa, there are a few duds. But it’s amazingly consistent most of the way through. Do I think JC Chasez is a musical genius? Hardly. I just think he captured lightning in a bottle (with a lot of help from his producers). I’ll buy his next album out of loyalty but I doubt he can duplicate this album’s addictive grooves.

Anyway, just thought I’d share. If you buy the CD, lemme know what you think.

P.S. Most of my musical taste is not quite so tragically unhip. The new Beck album rulez.

OH. MY. GOD.

I've just watched Nip/Tuck for the first time. Oh my sweet Jesus. Full frontal cursing? DOGGY STYLE, featuring porn star positions and naked butts, hips and pubic hair, practically? Nothing I haven't seen on any of the movie channels, but...this is cable TV, and I didn't think they were allowed to show the stuff I saw tonight. It seems stupid to be amazed, but Holy Bejeebus! Also, I would have enjoyed the show without all the sexy nakey bits, and I think it's going into my regular rotation. Yowza. Christian is hot. Sadly, I don't find his partner even remotely attractive, so I won't be looking for slash.

Eureka! I love that show. I hope this is the last week we have to deal with Zoe's teenage angst because truly, high school's a long way behind me and I'm just not interested. And is it me, or does she always look dirty? Methinks it's an unfortunate combination of her complexion and the heavily underlined and mascaraed eyes. I love, love, love Sherriff Carter and Allison. Squee! They're so cute. I love that Henry is the go-to guy for just about everything in town. Love that show.

Well, the vacation's over and my clock is set. Time for bed. ::cries:: I wish I could retire, like, NOW. ::cries more::