The Continuing Story Of Keshadollarsign

Hey, remember Keshadollarsign, the trailer park checkout vixen known to the pop music world at large as Ke$ha? They propped her up long enough to do her best PTL anthem, "TiK ToK", on SNL.

Pop stars without much genuine talent (i.e. not Gaga, not Madge) forced to suddenly entertain a nation always amuse me with the lengths they'll go to for "show". In this case, note that fact that Keshadollarsign obviously constructed her outfit from shit Kid Rock's gut would no longer fit into after his last tour.

Also: raves. Also: Space. And space suits showing that she's an alien, we're all an alien, and it's a beautiful rain, beautiful rain.

 (fuck where have I heard that before...god, the Keshadollarsign, she's such the modern poet. Look out, Bernard Sumner)

Anyway and regardless, her fucking inflection still angers me--not her singing voice, no, but the way she actually says things. Listening to her say "clothes", "toes", etc, reminds me of how I feel when I think about my exgirlfriend, from Philly, saying "interesting": it's like nails down a fucking chalkboard of tiny little anthrax-filled bombs. I dunno, maybe she's that mealy-mouthed from her hygiene habits? Hey, kids, brushing your teeth with a bottle of jack every morning is...a bit excessive.

Keshadollarsign: WE WANT TO DO AN APARTMENT STORY WITH YOU. YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO ANYTHING BUT SHOW UP PHYSICALLY. CALL US!

Two mostly rational adults discuss Keshadollarsign

I had not heard miss Sign (per Kristin: first name Kesha. Middle name Dollar. Last name Sign.) until yesterday, so Ben joined me in the ardous act of hitting "play" on her single "TiK ToK".

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i change shapes just to rave in this place

I put Animal the album on my iPod to prep for today (oh god, it burnses us) and I genuinely did not expect what I got when I finally reached the final song, aka the titular (see, the word "tit" is in there, did you notice that?) track. She did it. She fucking surprised me.

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Stephen, why won't you call her?

The reason I like this song is that it's not indicative of the rest of her music at all. It sounds like a different artist, and in her case, that's a relief. So, maybe there’s hope? I know, I know. That’s a hell of a grasp at an impossible straw. At least she gave me one mildly enjoyable, guilty pleasure song.

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Let us now praise hideous popstars: Keshadollarsign day

Yesterday on the twitters, we got into a bit of a discussion about Ke$ha, the new drug-addled pop starlet that your sister wants to be when everyone's out of the house and she gets into mommy's methamphetamine.

I first became aware of Ke$ha, henceforth referred to by her Biblical name of Keshadollarsign, via posters plastered all over Canal street in Manhattan promoting her album Fuck Me In The Ass With a Chainsaw Big Daddy Animal.

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