Close your eyes and try to remember the first time you heard Rihanna and didn’t get her confused with some cookie-cutter American transplant pop stars (whether or not you have working ears and a halfway decent taste in music is beside the point, but I will judge you regardless). **Stay snarky my friends!**
You all already know me from melanysguydlines.com but I thought it was about time that I step out from behind my avatar’s shadow and introduce the REAL Mel G and Teddy B. (more…) **Stay snarky my friends!**
Fa la la la la….la..la..la..la! The inundation of Christmas music from every open orifice in the Los Angeles area makes me think of my beginnings in the music business, though it did not always include the jolliest of feelings. When people ask me what I want to do (when I grow up) I still tell them something involving music. No, I do not want to sing the Driedel song or tell you that imaginary Santa is kissing mom under the Christmas tree (cheating? no wonder there are so many confused men in this world because we give them the wrong… Continue Reading
