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Nathan Morris says the Babyface-produced track ‘makes people want to fall in love all over again.’ By Jocelyn Vena Boyz II Men Photo: Sandy Young/ Getty Images Boyz II Men know a thing or two about cooking up smooth jams about heartbreak and the end of sweet love affairs. Their new single, “One More Dance,” is a slow jam about needing to get back in the good graces of that one special girl and needing her to save him, well, another dance. Adding to the power of the ballad, the guys hooked up with super producer Babyface, who worked with the group on their ’90s mega-hits “End of the Road” and “I’ll Make Love to You.” “It’s one of those classic Boyz II Men/Babyface collaborations,” Nathan Morris explained to MTV News. “The music kind of brings the ’90s back, brings it forward to the new millennia, with more of an updated sound and more of an updated vibe. It’s something you would expect from us. It’s not too far to the left and it’s one of those songs that kind of makes people want to fall in love all over again.” The slower songs of the ’90s certainly seem to be making a big-time comeback, with even Usher abandoning his obsession with four on the floor to return to slower tempos like on “Climax.” “Dance” pays homage to that time when ballads ruled the airwaves and Top 40 radio. As Wanya Morris explained, now’s as good a time as any for that nostalgia. “I think it’s because people, they want to fall in love all over again,” he explained. “They’ve actually been in a situation where hip-hop has stood in the forefront of music and R&B kind of took a back seat and musical music has taken a back seat and they want to fall in love again. And, hopefully this album, Twenty, will help them in that journey to we find love again.” The guys are currently on the road promoting that album, and finding that their fans, both new and old, are pumped for their tracks, both new and old. “The cool thing about our fans is they span all types of age, groups, colors,” Shawn Stockman explained of the trek. “The problem we always had, if you could call it a problem, is that no one could pinpoint Boyz II Men fans because if you ever go out to a show you see everyone. It’s all types of people who come to our shows and it’s always been that way. And it’s just a resurgence and now a new generation of people, of kids, that are listening to our music because of their parents, most likely, is getting into it too.” Do you think ’90s ballads are coming back? Leave your comment below! Related Artists Boyz II Men
The television pioneer’s legacy was honored in several films, including ‘Grease’ and ‘Hairspray.’ By Kevin P. Sullivan Dick Clark at the 1999 Golden Globe Awards Photo: Chris Haston/ Getty Images Dick Clark, who died early Wednesday morning (April 18) from a heart attack at the age of 82, was a television pioneer. But Clark’s influence reached far beyond “American Bandstand” and onto the silver screen as well. His legacy was honored, imitated and questioned in many films throughout his lifetime. Here are five of Dick Clark’s most memorable movie moments. The Golden Globe Awards For years, Dick Clark Productions produced the yearly awards show for film and television. The Globes, awarded by the Hollywood Foreign Press Association, were seen as the earliest indication of which films would win at the Academy Awards. Clark worked as an announcer for the ceremony and would occasionally appear backstage. “Confessions of a Dangerous Mind” Clark appeared in the interview segments of George Clooney’s directorial debut, “Confessions of a Dangerous Mind,” a supposed biography of game-show producer Chuck Barris. The two TV legends worked at ABC during the same period. Clark was working on “American Bandstand” while Barris worked as a standards-and-practices executive. “Grease” Since the debut of perhaps Clarks’ most iconic work with “American Bandstand,” films have featured similar dance programs as either homage or parody. The film version of “Grease” featured a dance contest and a similar format called “National Bandstand.” “Hairspray” Similarly in another John Travolta film, “The Corny Collins Shows” riffed on the television staple. In that film, James Marsden played a show host named Corny Collins, who hosted a “Bandstand”-type show that feature a segregated cast of teen dancers. “Bowling for Columbine” Michael Moore targeted Clark for his documentary on gun violence. In “Bowling for Columbine,” Moore sought an interview with Clark because the son of an employee at one of Clark’s restaurants killed a classmate. Moore connected the poor working conditions and the low pay at Clark’s restaurant to some of the factors behind the shooting. Related Photos Dick Clark: A Pop-Culture Icon
Black folks want reality show love too! Over the years, one of the most commonly asked questions about “ The Bachelor ” has been why are there not more African-American men and women on the show. If you believe a new lawsuit that has been filed, then the responsible parties may well be the people working behind the scenes at the popular reality show. Via TMZ reports : “The Bachelor” and “The Bachelorette” are about to get a thorny rose — in the form of a lawsuit. We’re told the 2 plaintiffs — both African Americans — went to a Nashville hotel to audition for the role of bachelor. Christopher Johnson — an aspiring NFL player — claims when he arrived a producer asked him what he was doing there. Johnson and the other plaintiff, Nathaniel Claybrooks, both say they were taken to the side of the room and left out of the normal audition process. Neither was called back, and they believe it’s because of their race. They will be filing a class action lawsuit in federal court Wednesday AM. We’re told ABC, Warner Horizon Television, Next Entertainment, NZK Productions and creator Mike Fleiss, will all be sued. Do you think the lack of minority representation on the show has been because of racism? More On Bossip! Mariah Carey And Nick Cannon Bring “Dem Babies” Roc & Roe On Playdate With Alicia Keys And Swizzy’s Son Egypt Hoy En Mi Gente News: Happy Birthday Selena Quintanilla Perez! (April 16, 1971 – March 31, 1995) Bald And The…Beautiful? Did These Celebrities Look Better Or Worse Without Their Hair? PDA With The Parentals: Jay-Z And BeyBey Coupled Up For Knicks Game And Dinner Date
Dear Bossip , I need help. I met this guy on a dating site and I have fallen in love with him. I really don’t believe he feels the same way. I spend days at a time at his house cooking and cleaning up his apartment. He tells me he misses me, but I really think he misses me cooking and cleaning for him because his house is always a hot mess when I come back. And to make matters worst I recently went back on the dating site only to find he is still active on it. Also, he told me he wish he could date his female best friend. I’m at a cross roads with him. He frequently tells me he does not have a girl friend, which includes me, yet, he encourages me to spend time with his mother. I’m at the point of just walking away. – Feeling Like A Housemaid Dear Ms. Feeling Like A Housemaid , Ma’am…ma’am…. Could you lean into the computer screen. Closer. Closer. Closer. WHOMP! (That’s me knocking you upside your damn head!) I don’t understand some of you women sometimes. Like, really, where do you live? Have your brains suffered that much damage from wearing them too tight weaves that you can’t think or comprehend any longer? Have men really f’d up your sense of judgment? Is the d**k that potent that you forget who you are? If every time you go to this man’s home, and you are cleaning his apartment, and cooking for him, yet, he hasn’t made you his woman, or even acknowledges you as his girlfriend, then, yes, dumbass, you are a housemaid. You are a convenient piece of ass with nothing else to offer. The sad part is that you are a housemaid who is not even being compensated for your time, or work. But, I bet any amount of money that you are that one trick he knows he can call on whenever he needs something. I bet you pay some of his bills, too, don’t you? I bet you take your EBT card and hit up Piggly Wiggly and stock up on groceries to take to his home to fill up his fridge and cabinets. SMDH! You are truly simple. Simple. Simple. Simple. This man has said to you that he wished he could date his female best friend. He didn’t say he could or would date you. He didn’t say he could or would make you his woman. Yet, he has no problem with you coming to his home and cleaning and cooking for him. He has no problem banging your back out on the fresh linens you washed and put on his bed. And, what’s so sad about you is that you wait on his calls with baited breath because you have no life, no self-esteem, and no sense of worth. He calls you up casually and says he “misses” you and wants you to come over and take care of him. (Cocks head to the side). Yes, Ms. Get-A-Freaking-Clue, you’re right with your observation that when he says he misses you it’s because he only misses you cleaning his apartment and cooking for him. WOW! (Talking in baby talk to you – Did you come up with that conclusion all by yourself? You are a good girl. A real good girl. How do you think you should be rewarded?) But, here’s another clue – As he’s sitting in his dirty ass apartment, and his other woman, or women, are coming through, he doesn’t want to appear like he’s a dirty ass bum, so he calls you (the dumb chick who jets over to his crib like the Speedy Gonzales you are), and you provide your dutiful services of housemaid washing the dirty sex stained sheets he’s been screwing his other women on. Simple. Simple. Simple. Let’s move forward. When a man tells you that he is interested in another woman, i.e., best friend, baby momma, or some random chick he’s been screwing for a minute, then, uhm, sweetie, it’s time to start back stepping out his house and out of his life. His affection, heart, and attention are focused on whom? I’ll give you a clue – NOT YOU! He doesn’t see you. He has no vision for you. And, if you went back on the dating site where you met him, and he is still active on the site, then, in all your wisdom, in all your knowing, and in all your common sense, do you think he will ever, ever, ever make you his woman or settle down with you? (Starts filing my nails. I’ll wait while you ponder this.) Yet, you are up in his house, in his face for days at a time, cleaning his apartment, washing his clothes, scrubbing the floors, and have pots of food cooking on all eyes on the stove, and with something baking in the oven. And, on top of that, he frequently tells you that he does not have a girlfriend. When he is piping you down does he make you wear your maid outfit, too? Ms. Honey, that man is not, never, ever going to make you his woman. You’re the help. And, what do we say about the help – We don’t date the help, sweetie. Girl, please stop being a chamber maid for this man. You are not his maid, housewife, woman, girlfriend, momma, or grand momma. Tell that trifling bum to kick rocks and eat dirt. He’s a grown ass man calling you to clean up his house and cook for him, and your happy d**k thirsty dumbass is doing it for free? Please make it stop baby Jesus! The next time he calls you tell him that you have an invoice for him for your cleaning and cooking services. Let him know that you need payment in full. Not 30 days, not next week, and not tomorrow. But, today! It should tally up to about a couple of thousands of dollars. And, I’m being generous. Then, I want you to walk away. With all your courage, with all your might, and with all your strength, I want you to free yourself and stop allowing yourself to be used, and taken advantage of by this shiftless, tired, and lazy ass bum. Reclaim your life, your sanity, and your EBT card. Hold it up and yell from the mountaintops, “It’s my card and I own it now!” Then, I want you to claim victory and freedom. Claim and re-inherit your vagina from his clutches. Don’t be a victim any longer to the d**k. I know it’s going to be hard, but you can do it. You can let it go, and no longer be held hostage to the d**k. Run, Cora, Run! Be free! Free at last! – Terrance Dean Hey Bossip Fam, what do you think? Share your opinions and thoughts below! Also, e-mail all your questions Terrance Dean : loveandrelationships@bossip.com Follow Terrance Dean on Twitter : @terrancedean “LIKE” Terrance Dean on Facebook , click HERE! Make sure to order my books Mogul: A Novel (Atria Books – June 2011; $15), and Straight From Your Gay Best Friend – The Straight Up Truth About Relationships, Love, And Having A Fabulous Life (Agate/Bolden Books – November 2010; $15). They are available in bookstores everywhere, and on Amazon, click HERE!
It’s spring rummage week at the movies, with four releases – Lockout , The Three Stooges , Cabin in the Woods and Craig Moss’s vigilante goof Bad Ass – retooling old gems and selling off genres for parts. Maybe next year we can look forward to a film made up solely of references to this quartet – The Three Bad Asses Escape Lockout in the Woods ? Wait, don’t Google that. I don’t want to know. Spoofing all the ways that it’s all been done before has itself become a pretty predictable gig. A genre, even. But every once in a while a movie like 21 Jump Street manages to stay two steps ahead of our endlessly attenuated expectations, making clued-in silliness look like a (funny) walk in the park. Bad Ass has a bit of that gonzo energy – a fair bit, actually. In the first few minutes a montage sequence challenges the record for film clichés-per-second to tell the back-story of Frank Vega, a Santa Rosa farmboy who grew up to fall in love in a pasture and then fight in Vietnam, where the memory of his girl back home sustained him through unimaginable torture. Once returned, Frank (played as a young man by Shalim Ortiz) finds his true love married with kids, and his hope of becoming a police officer is snuffed out by a bum leg. He begins selling hot dogs in the street, a career that carries him all the way to the moment where he turns into Danny Trejo. A considerable part of the point of any Danny Trejo performance involves the question of what a person has to do to get a face like that. It’s what made him a favorite of genre geeks like Robert Rodriguez: The face is its own movie with its own set of references. Here he is the gentle ogre, a scary-looking softie in combat shorts and a camo jacket who just wants to get through the day and nurse his disappointments with a bottle of El Matador at night. The problem is he lives in the vicious Los Angeles of Falling Down, where there’s always some racially charged a-hole trying to bring you down. The morning of one particular bus ride, it’s a couple of skinheads harassing an older man in a Black Panthers beret. When Frank intervenes with a few definitive blows – the geriatric set has all the hand-to-hand skills in Bad Ass – a cell phone video taken by a member of the generation that doesn’t do much else with their hands makes him a YouTube star. But Internet celebrity doesn’t pay the bills, nor does it protect your best friend from his enemies. Shortly after his Vietnam buddy Klondike (Harrison Page) joins Frank in his recently deceased mother’s home, he is gunned down by a couple of gangsters. Frank’s abiding faith in the police (a little strange, given the routing the system gave him) is shaken when they fail to follow up on the murder, and he takes matters into his own iron-cast hands. Frank doesn’t want to fight, but the world keeps demanding (and then rewarding) his beat-downs, whether they involve the cholos shaking down the local liquor store, the barflies spoiling for a piece of the tough guy, or his jerk-ass neighbor, who beats on his pretty wife (Joyful Drake) and yells at his sitcom-ready son (John Duffy). “Violence just seems to follow me,” he protests when one of his cop buddies tells him to cool it with the public beatings. It’s one of many lines in a script (also written by Moss) that plays like the entire Charles Bronson oeuvre was fed through a shredder, tossed into the air, and glued into a new configuration wherever it landed. The effect, a kind of hard-boiled camp, makes the first two-thirds of Bad Ass lots of fun. Moss, the Weird Al of genre goofs, has a surprisingly light touch (especially given that his last film was a Twilight take-off called Breaking Wind , also starring Trejo). Very often the line between spoofing and playing it straight is too subtle to make out. When Frank tackles an old lady to shield her from drive-by fire and she makes a corny joke about being manhandled, Moss uses a sound bridge of sitcom canned laughter to carry us into the next scene of Frank alone in front of the television that night. When a cop warns Frank, “They say you’ve been leaving a bloody trail all across the city,” Frank shrugs: “Doesn’t sound familiar to me.” It’s the casual tone that makes all the difference, but it can’t quite carry the movie. When the mystery behind Klondike’s execution begs resolving and Frank begins romancing his battered neighbor, the plot’s worminess proves a distraction from Bad Ass ’s more mindless charms. It’s a funny catch for this kind of thing – to really let it fly the movie needs the safety of a narrative’s inner logic. The Internet celebrity factor adds novelty but not much else, and by the time Frank is hunting down the gang boss behind a vague political conspiracy (involving Ron Perlman and Charles S. Dutton) an anomalous chyron introduces a key location because the storytelling isn’t strong enough to get us there on its own. This feels disappointing mainly because, to do some borrowing of my own, in the world of classic send-ups, Bad Ass coulda been a contender. Follow Michelle Orange on Twitter . Follow Movieline on Twitter .