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Velvet Sky Gets Hot For Nerd

I don’t follow wrestling, mostly because I’m not a ten year old in the 1980′s, so I don’t know who the hell this Velvet Sky chick is, but she looks very strong in the pectoral area so I like her. Here she is at that Comic-Con thing doing pretty much everything possible to get the nerd vote. I bet R2D2 wishes he had a couple of hands to cop a feel with. Poor little guy. Anyhow, she seems pretty talented. Enjoy.

‘Weird Al’ Yankovic: Return Of The King

With his new Alpocalypse album in stores, Bigger Than the Sound pays tribute to the King of the Pop Parody. By James Montgomery Weird Al is his “Perform This Way” video Photo: Sony Music Entertainment I often tell people the first cassette I bought with my own money was the Beastie Boys’ License to Ill. This is, of course, a lie: It was actually ” Weird Al” Yankovic ‘s 1986 album Polka Party!, which featured classics like “Living With a Hernia,” “Addicted to Spuds” and “Toothless People,” a send-up of Mick Jagger’s “Ruthless People” that Wikipedia rather fastidiously describes as “a song that focuses around elderly people who are missing their teeth.” You can probably understand the reason I’ve lied about it for all these years — Weird Al has never exactly been the coolest guy in the world, after all — but since I’m coming clean now, I’d also like to admit that the second and third cassettes I ever bought were Yankovic’s, too: his self-titled 1983 debut (I’d spend hours studying its illustrated cover , mostly because I didn’t have many friends) and the follow-up, In 3-D, which won Al a Grammy for his food-centric take on Michael Jackson’s “Beat It,” a song called, appropriately enough, “Eat It.” Shoot, eventually, I owned all the early Al cassettes: Dare to Be Stupid, Even Worse (I remember recording the video for “Fat” off this very channel), the “UHF” soundtrack. I used to carry them around in one of those little suitcases and listen to them on my Walkman during family vacations (they definitely made the trip to Boca Raton that one year). My parents were probably worried about me. And if they weren’t, well, they probably should have been. Of course, as is the case with most things, I eventually grew out of my Weird Al phase. The last album of his I ever bought was 1992′s Off the Deep End (the one with “Smells Like Nirvana” on it), and truth be told, I haven’t listened to a single thing he’s done since, aside from the occasional single (“Amish Paradise,” “White & Nerdy”) that somehow managed to perforate the pop-culture membrane. Instead, I slowly became obsessed with so-called real music — bands like Nirvana and the Breeders, Tortoise and Pavement, Built to Spill and Modest Mouse. I’ve continued down that path ever since, which is why I’m supposed to be obsessed with the new Bon Iver album (which, thanks to songs like “Beth/Rest,” is sort of like a Weird Al record, really), even though I’m really not. Since we parted ways, Al has released six full-length albums, the most recent of which ( Alpocalypse ) hit stores on Tuesday (June 21). I haven’t heard it, even though I’ve been told most of the songs have been floating around online for months. Chances are, you haven’t either, though perhaps you have heard the Lady Gaga parody and seen the accompanying music video. The latter is not terribly great, mostly because the CGI makes it feel almost un -Al, but still, I suppose that doesn’t really matter much. If Weird Al is anything, he’s critic-proof. But in the days since the Alpocalypse, I’ve found myself thinking back to the days when Yankovic was my favorite artist, and I’ve realized something rather fascinating: Basically everything I know about popular music, I learned from Weird Al. This was mainly because, as an 8-year-old, I didn’t view songs like “The Brady Bunch,” “The King of Suede” or “I Want a New Duck” as parodies of popular hits, mostly because I had never heard the originals. I wasn’t smart enough to pick up the nods to bands like Devo and Oingo Boingo on tracks like “Dare to Be Stupid” and “You Make Me,” because, you know, I was 8. I certainly didn’t get the joke behind “(This Song’s Just) Six Words Long,” because vapidity wasn’t a concept I was familiar with. Shoot, the first time I heard some of the Rolling Stones’ best cuts was when Al covered them on “The Hot Rocks Polka.” In short, almost all of his songs were originals to me. They’re how I learned about stuff like verse-chorus structure and solos and synthesizers. They’re probably why I’d go on to appreciate the slightly skewed work of Beck and Ween (and they’re definitely why I love “Your Party” as much as I do). And if you want to dig even deeper, Yankovic’s parodies are about the earliest example of the so-called “DIY” aesthetic I ever knew; they’re practically punk rock, inasmuch as they represent Al shooting down some of the era’s most Sacred Cows, and doing it on his own terms, repercussions be damned. So, yes, in a lot of ways, I owe everything to “Weird Al” Yankovic. And while I can certainly laud him as the king of the song parody, or point out the fact that he basically laid the groundwork for everything the Lonely Island guys (and 95 percent of the Internet) do these days, I think the most fitting tribute to his greatness is to simply say that without him, I’d probably be working in a bank somewhere. His albums made me love popular music, and I’m pretty sure I’m not the only one who can make that claim. I may not listen to him anymore, but I’ll remain forever loyal. Long live the king. Did Weird Al influence your musical tastes? Let us know in the comments below!

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‘Weird Al’ Yankovic: Return Of The King

‘Weird Al’ Yankovic: Return Of The King

With his new Alpocalypse album in stores, Bigger Than the Sound pays tribute to the King of the Pop Parody. By James Montgomery Weird Al is his “Perform This Way” video Photo: Sony Music Entertainment I often tell people the first cassette I bought with my own money was the Beastie Boys’ License to Ill. This is, of course, a lie: It was actually ” Weird Al” Yankovic ‘s 1986 album Polka Party!, which featured classics like “Living With a Hernia,” “Addicted to Spuds” and “Toothless People,” a send-up of Mick Jagger’s “Ruthless People” that Wikipedia rather fastidiously describes as “a song that focuses around elderly people who are missing their teeth.” You can probably understand the reason I’ve lied about it for all these years — Weird Al has never exactly been the coolest guy in the world, after all — but since I’m coming clean now, I’d also like to admit that the second and third cassettes I ever bought were Yankovic’s, too: his self-titled 1983 debut (I’d spend hours studying its illustrated cover , mostly because I didn’t have many friends) and the follow-up, In 3-D, which won Al a Grammy for his food-centric take on Michael Jackson’s “Beat It,” a song called, appropriately enough, “Eat It.” Shoot, eventually, I owned all the early Al cassettes: Dare to Be Stupid, Even Worse (I remember recording the video for “Fat” off this very channel), the “UHF” soundtrack. I used to carry them around in one of those little suitcases and listen to them on my Walkman during family vacations (they definitely made the trip to Boca Raton that one year). My parents were probably worried about me. And if they weren’t, well, they probably should have been. Of course, as is the case with most things, I eventually grew out of my Weird Al phase. The last album of his I ever bought was 1992′s Off the Deep End (the one with “Smells Like Nirvana” on it), and truth be told, I haven’t listened to a single thing he’s done since, aside from the occasional single (“Amish Paradise,” “White & Nerdy”) that somehow managed to perforate the pop-culture membrane. Instead, I slowly became obsessed with so-called real music — bands like Nirvana and the Breeders, Tortoise and Pavement, Built to Spill and Modest Mouse. I’ve continued down that path ever since, which is why I’m supposed to be obsessed with the new Bon Iver album (which, thanks to songs like “Beth/Rest,” is sort of like a Weird Al record, really), even though I’m really not. Since we parted ways, Al has released six full-length albums, the most recent of which ( Alpocalypse ) hit stores on Tuesday (June 21). I haven’t heard it, even though I’ve been told most of the songs have been floating around online for months. Chances are, you haven’t either, though perhaps you have heard the Lady Gaga parody and seen the accompanying music video. The latter is not terribly great, mostly because the CGI makes it feel almost un -Al, but still, I suppose that doesn’t really matter much. If Weird Al is anything, he’s critic-proof. But in the days since the Alpocalypse, I’ve found myself thinking back to the days when Yankovic was my favorite artist, and I’ve realized something rather fascinating: Basically everything I know about popular music, I learned from Weird Al. This was mainly because, as an 8-year-old, I didn’t view songs like “The Brady Bunch,” “The King of Suede” or “I Want a New Duck” as parodies of popular hits, mostly because I had never heard the originals. I wasn’t smart enough to pick up the nods to bands like Devo and Oingo Boingo on tracks like “Dare to Be Stupid” and “You Make Me,” because, you know, I was 8. I certainly didn’t get the joke behind “(This Song’s Just) Six Words Long,” because vapidity wasn’t a concept I was familiar with. Shoot, the first time I heard some of the Rolling Stones’ best cuts was when Al covered them on “The Hot Rocks Polka.” In short, almost all of his songs were originals to me. They’re how I learned about stuff like verse-chorus structure and solos and synthesizers. They’re probably why I’d go on to appreciate the slightly skewed work of Beck and Ween (and they’re definitely why I love “Your Party” as much as I do). And if you want to dig even deeper, Yankovic’s parodies are about the earliest example of the so-called “DIY” aesthetic I ever knew; they’re practically punk rock, inasmuch as they represent Al shooting down some of the era’s most Sacred Cows, and doing it on his own terms, repercussions be damned. So, yes, in a lot of ways, I owe everything to “Weird Al” Yankovic. And while I can certainly laud him as the king of the song parody, or point out the fact that he basically laid the groundwork for everything the Lonely Island guys (and 95 percent of the Internet) do these days, I think the most fitting tribute to his greatness is to simply say that without him, I’d probably be working in a bank somewhere. His albums made me love popular music, and I’m pretty sure I’m not the only one who can make that claim. I may not listen to him anymore, but I’ll remain forever loyal. Long live the king. Did Weird Al influence your musical tastes? Let us know in the comments below!

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Miss USA Bikini Preliminary Competition

I’ve had a long day of blogging, mostly because I haven’t been this hungover in a long time, so I thought a good way to finish off the week would be with some shots of a bunch of hotties at the Miss USA pageant in their bikinis. It’s not making my head feel any better, but other parts of my anatomy are starting to wake up a little. I especially like the skinny blonde ones. Call me. more pictures from the Miss USA Bikini Preliminary Competition here

Watch a Fan-Made Wolverine Trailer

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 Watch a Fan Made Wolverine Trailer

First up, as the headline should suggest, this is not a trailer for Darren Aronofsky’s The Wolverine. It does not incorporate any footage that will be in that film, mostly because nothing has been shot. This is the work of commercial and music video director Gary Shore [1], who cut together animated photo-based storyboards showing Wolverine’s encounter with ninja clan the Hand. The result is something… Broadcasting platform : Vimeo Source : /Film Discovery Date : 16/02/2011 23:45 Number of articles : 2

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Fergie Flashes Her Little Booty

I have mixed feelings about Fergie , mostly because her face is so busted, but when she wears giant sunglasses that cover up all the bad parts her body is good enough to keep my attention. Here she is in a weird outfit flashing a smile and her cute little booty like she’s a twenty year old starlet. She’s not, but I think I can handle an older bird. I’ll mix us up some vodka and milk of magnesia. Call me.

Hayden Panettiere Flashes Her Little Leg

I’m assuming that this is either a picture of Hayden Panettiere fooling with a camera that she decided to post on her Twitter or evidence discovered on a cameraphone against a stalker who got a little too close for comfort. Either way, I like it. I haven’t seen Hayden in a while so It’s nice to see her looking relaxed and well fed. Come on, that thigh looks like it could use a few deep knee bends that’s all. Anyhow, she’s still cute and I’d love to rub anti-cellulite cream all over that thing. Call me.

Rating the 5 Most Shocking Emmy Reactions from Inside the Auditorium

The intrepid L.A. bureau of Movieline — meaning Kyle Buchanan and yours truly — attended the fancy Emmy show last night, and even liveblogged it. We were excited for a night of high-falutin’ good times and glamour (which is why I dressed like Kitty Carlisle), but the actual show was somehow better than expected, and it’s mostly because of five craycray Emmy moments that had the audience gasping, hacking, and stabbing strangers.

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Stephanie Pratt’s Got Surprisingly Hot Legs

I don’t post pictures of Stephanie Pratt very often, mostly because she came from the same womb as Heidi Montag’s douche soon to be ex-husband and can’t be trusted, but if she’s going to walk around wearing short shorts this small I may have to reconsider my rule. She’s actually pretty good looking, her body is awesome. I wouldn’t mind spending a Sunday afternoon with those long legs wrapped around my head. Call me.

Kelly Brook’s Booty Is Spectacular

It’s a pretty slow day here at Hollywoodtuna, mostly because I’m hungover and mother refuses to make me a delicious grilled cheese sandwich with bacon for some reason so productivity has come to a stand still. Luckily I’ve found these pictures of hottie Kelly Brook’s incredible ass in a short little summer dress. Awesome. This is way better than a stupid sandwich. I would like to walk behind this chick all day, not in a creepy way, in an admiring kinda way…. With a camera taped to my shoe.