Want a new Beyonce album? Sorry, suckers! King Bey is done with the album game. It’s all about sixty-second snippets, random commercials and guest features on other artists’ songs. Beyonce’s not playing by your rules. What, you want to buy something on iTunes? Lend commercial support to your favorite diva? Not gonna happen. Beyonce doesn’t care about what you want. She’s Beyonce. She doesn’t have to.
So! What happens when an overzealous fan actually manages to pin down the “Grown Woman” chanteuse and ask her the question on everyone’s mind? As Digital Spy reports, a Norwegian fan wrote in her blog that she went backstage for a special meet-and-greet after her Oslo show, where she had the audacity to ask that all-important question: ”Everything went so fast that I could only say that I love [new song] ‘Grown Woman’ and ask her when her album is coming,” she wrote.
The fan continued: “‘In November’ was her answer before her gaze drifted to the next fan. Got a faint feeling that she disliked the question.”
Hahahahahahahahahahahaha.
So, first of all, this has been translated from Norwegian (and it’s all just hearsay, not confirmed), so take the very specific syntax and word choice used here with a grain of salt, but seriously, has there ever been a more Beyonce description of Beyonce than this quote? The hilarious visual of Beyonce, radiating apathy, her gaze drifting to the next fan. All those fans, lined up just for a glimpse of her, as she eyes each one of them with a wary contempt. Plebeians, she thinks to herself, stifling a gust of haughty laughter.
And then: “Got a faint feeling that she disliked the question.” Well, of course she did, Norwegian fan! You actually had the balls to ask Beyonce this totally reasonable thing, which is when she is finally going to stop torturing her loyal fans and actually give them new music! Surely that’s not something she’s going to like. She’s not going to be excited about being implicitly called out for this wheezing lurch of a comeback, all these false starts and disappointments. She’s not going to spit on you or punch you in the neck (even though she probably wants to), but she’ll absolutely communicate — faintly and politely — that she dislikes the question. And you, Norwegian fan. She dislikes you, too.
In short: Beyonce’s new album is coming in November; also, she hates you.
Kworb: the Pepcé shade is too much. She said she loves Pepcé, but she didn't say music. She obviously likes Pepcé as a personality, implying that Pepcé's basically turned into socialite. They are so shady. Good read.
Pepcé is not allowed to release new material, so the Hive pretends to stan for local K-pop artists. Their frustration saddens me.
But Nicole, her blood stained panties and psych ward visit - the legacy.
HasBeyn is BORING and has no personality because she didn't have 24-hour marriages to sleazy men who drugged her to the point where Kevin Federline is now deemed a more fit parent.
HasBeyn is BORING and has no personality because she didn't have 24-hour marriages to sleazy men who drugged her to the point where Kevin Federline is now deemed a more fit parent.
Besides, Britney is about to influence ANOTHER generation with her new, innovative music.
The radio will NEVER be the same thanks to Godney - ballads are about to take over thanks to the Queen.
Let’s review some beysic facts: Beyonce is not without her fair share of race-related scandals.
First she was accused of giving the OK for her pictures to be lightened, making her caramel complexion appear two shades paler than it actually is in real life. That controversy has cropped up on magazine covers she’s been featured on, which can only happen but so often before you have to raise an eyebrow and wonder how many times someone’s skin color can — oops! — accidentally be Photoshopped down a shade or two. And it’s not even like the child is dark in the first place, which really pushes the age-old, but still unspoken belief: “the lighter, the better.”
At the root of her latest dust-up: L'Oreal True Match ads she’s doing that list her as “African American, French, and Native American.” OK Bey. Sigh.
First of all, “French” is not a race. There are about seven major ethnic groups in that country, ranging from North Africans to Indochinese. Ergo, saying you’re “French” is just as generic as saying you’re “American” when you’re talking about a racial or ethnic context. Her dad is black, so I guess he makes up the African-American part. Her mother is Creole, a blend of French, African, Spanish, and Native American heritages. But the word I do believe she was searching for was “white,” which leads me to my second point.
If you shake down the family tree of the majority of black folks in this country, you’ll find some kind of European ancestry because of, you know, that whole African colonization and American slavery thing. You might even find some Native American (though not as much as some of us would like to believe, I’m sure). At the end of all the calculatin’, though, that still makes us African-American. No further explanation necessary because, like Prego, it’s already in there.
And I could shake my head, roll my eyes, and turn the page or the channel, leaving her to her own neon-bright color and racial hang-ups as hers to hash out and deal with whenever she looks in the mirror — if she wasn’t a multimillion album-selling international superstar with legions of fans, particularly young black girls, who look up to her. The one in this household loves Beyonce. So when Bey claims that she’s more than just black, she’s in essence sending the message that being just black isn’t good enough.
Being just black lacks oomph and wow factor. Being just black is boring. Being a quarter-this and a third-that, however, apparently makes a woman just the right blend of exotic and desirable. You see it time and time again when you flip through the pages of a hip-hop magazine or read an interview with a “video model.” So what are girls whose families identify as just plain ol’ black supposed to think when their superstar hero, who looks like them, doesn’t celebrate her blackness?
Honestly, she seems like a nice person. I just think being in the industry for so long has tainted her perceptions of race and beauty. I hate to compare her and her sister but in this case I will, because Solange seems so comfortable with who she is naturally, from hair to skin. But she doesn’t have, nor does she want, the kind of celebrity that the eldest Knowles girl has. It would be nice, though, if one of the biggest stars on the stage wasn’t always vying for the blondest, straightest, longest weave or the lightest skin or the most impressive ethnic makeup. In being happy with who she is, she could help the girls who look up to her do the same.
MrP, why do you think ARTPOP is getting some mixed reviews?
Her persona and the title play a part (Nippy was always right about that), but the lyrics and production aren't going to be for everyone. I was honestly fearing worse after I first listened to it.
Nicole was also right that critics tend to be less forgiving and ready to sharpen their knives after an eccentric artist experiences a perceived fall from grace.
I be in the club standing on the couch
In them Wolf Greys like it's my house
Drinking out the bottle, I got no respect
Looking like a model, who just got a check
I back it up, cause I don't give a ****
If you're a lame, that's a shame you can't hang with us
I'm MC Hammer fly, you can't touch
J's so fly I should work at Flight Club
