As you'll probably know, our tabloid press have got a bit of a problem with the likes of Amy Winehouse and Lily Allen. The way they see it, staggering around town in a booze-soaked stupor trying to buy Tanqueray from your own reflection just isn't the way a lady ought to behave. I have to admit, I have a bit of a problem with their behaviour as well, although for rather different reasons. The way I see it, these girls just aren't getting wasted enough.
Take this week, for example, when their own feeble antics were shamed by the queen of intoxicated ramblings, Courtney Love, who spent the night enjoying a mild sherry or two with the likes of Noel Fielding - the results being picked up by everyone in blogsville from indie hipsters Stereogum to gossip bitch Perez Hilton. Courtney followed this interview by trashing her hotel room, although she claims it wasn't her fault and I can't think of a single reason to doubt this.
It's been a good week for what Larry David might call "girls gone wild". There's been Avril Lavigne responding angrily to accusations of plagiarism (whilst getting all shirty with the aforementioned Hilton.
Britney Spears, meanwhile, posted a bizarre explanation for that umbrella attack on paparazzi a few months back. Apparently, she was researching for a film. You know, that film about a seething skinhead popstar who attacks stray paparazzi with an umbrella. Anyway, such nonsense is definitely to be applauded and I can't help thinking that if press officers did less work, the world of pop would be like this more regularly (ie. a far more entertaining place). Let's campaign so they can have more holidays.
Onto matters more indie, and it seems a few message boards have picked up on Arcade Fire's blunder at T In The Park the other weekend. It seems Win Butler told the crowd he'd seen a procession going past his hotel in Glasgow the night before: "you guys know how to throw a parade!" he said to a chorus of jeers, not realising he was in fact referring to an Orange march. As one poster says on Limmy's Blog "some drunk stage divers gave him their nutshell version of the Orange Lodge and [the band] went straight into the next song. Class."
