Britney, Christine Aguilara and Justin Timberlake are all products of this weird Orlando-based industry where Svengali-wannabees comb through the detritus of the Disney Empire's singing/dancing child-sprite Disney World "entertainment", looking for product that can be re-packaged, either stuffed or starved depending, sprinkled with "hooker dust* and gurgitated upon the masses. Though I read an account of a Timberlake recording session where he came in with his guitars and keyboards and taught the guitarists their parts and did the keyboard parts himself - and it wasn't even written by Justin Timberlake! (and he does all his own stunts!) But Britney & Christine have their "issues"... fortunately there are enough psychiatric alcohol-analogs that you can usually keep the organism up and twitching long enough to extract full value.
What's interesting to me is that the largest successes in the new wave of musical comedy acts like Lady Gaga, Katy Perry and Rihanna are now largely
self-generated. They've figured out the market, "written" their own material and they get to keep a large chunk of the money for
themselves. There's still doubtless some racehorse financing behind them, but they're presenting "the package" to the investors themselves, assuaging worries about longevity, provided enough glimpses of upcoming variations to "guarantee" the Sinatra/Beatles/Madonna/KISS trick of keeping concert seats filled with affluent 60-year-olds. There are no
sure bets of course, Rihanna's schtick about the assassinatory capabilities of her terrifyingly-powerful secret magic twat** can only hold up if
her tastes for candy and champagne don't turn her old, fat and mean like... aw Whitney, dammit.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oUaGdlr-aUg
Yay! metal!... yay. oooh.... i'm
so scared!
*( :icon_thumright
**(speelcheck keeps misspeilling this! Honey-pot?)