Music producer Rob Fusari is suing Lady Gaga for $35 million. This means she’s finally made it, right? Apparently Fusari started working with the Lady in 2006, and, according to the suit, came up with her stage name, co-wrote songs like “Paparazzi” and “Beauty, Dirty, Rich,” and shifted her sound from cheesy piano rock to cheesier dance music. Fusari is claiming that Gaga cut him out of her career - and the lucrative payday that has come along with it - and now wants some of that cash.
Most interestingly, numerous sites are referring to the producer as Gaga’s ex-boyfriend. We checked out pics of Rob Fusari online and have judged him on looks alone, and damn - if this guy is Gaga’s type then we all have a little bit of soul-searching to do. We’re just saying - we never pegged her as being into the mini-mullet and generic hippie necklace type. [Photo: GettyImages]
In this week’s episode, singing tweensation Justin Bieber, who has brainwashed teenage girls with his 80s gym teacher hairdo and pre-pubescent loins, grabs a wee, crazed fan in an attempt to stop her from being crushed by other wee, crazed fans. [Photo: Splash News Online]
Does Miley Cyrus like anything? Already having dismissed the internet, Twilight, Harry Potter, Jay-Z, pop music and “normal people” as being beneath her, the Last Song star now has the country music scene in her hatelights. “It feels contrived on so many levels,” she tells Parade. “Unless you’re wearing a cowboy hat and cowboy boots and singing and whining about your girlfriend or boyfriend leaving you it’s not going to sell. I think that’s why my dad finally got out of it. You have to wear those cowboy boots and be sweet as pie. It makes me nervous, the politics of it all.” Yeah, that’s why “Achy Breaky” Billy Ray Cyrus is no longer the king of country music—politics! Maybe she’s just pissed racy duet partner Bret Michaelscan’t get any Nashville love.
Unafraid to speak her mind, Miley even has choice words in the interview for her teenage fans (”I’m not like other 16- or 17-year-old girls. I have no perspective of who exactly my fans are, to tell you the truth. Teenage girls in general are hard for me. I’m not a girl’s girl.”). Hmm, loves Lady Gaga and her boyfriend, hates everything else—maybe Miley Cyrus is just your average teenager.
Underground music icon Alex Chilton died of an apparent heart attack in New Orleans yesterday, at the age of 59. First achieving notoriety as the startlingly gruff-voiced teenage singer of The Box Tops—their biggest hit, “The Letter,” topped the charts in 1967—Chilton may now be best known for leading the wholly different sounding Big Star, one of the most influential pop/rock groups to enjoy practically no commercial success during their existence. Once ignored by everyone but critics, several songs from 1972’s #1 Record and 1974’s Radio City have become belated classics, including the oft-covered “September Gurls” and “In The Street”—better known as “That ’70s Song” thanks to its use as the theme to That 70’s Show.
Following the troubled recording of Big Star’s moody magnum opus, 3rd/Sister Lovers, Chilton spent years releasing obscure solo EPs and singles while young alternative rock bands covered his songs and sang his praises—sometimes literally, in the case of The Replacements‘ single “Alex Chilton.” Chilton reunited Big Star in the early ’90s, finally releasing another album under the name, In Space, in 2005 (Chilton regularly toured with a reconvened Box Tops as well). He is survived by his wife and son.
Lady Gaga, she of the weird outfits, recently asked 80’s singer Boy George to sign her vagina. The pair met backstage at one of her shows, and Gaga, in her desperate quest to always be the most alternative girl in the room, requested the his John Hancock on her genitals. Sadly, the once-hip pop star has turned into a grandfather, and would not oblige.
“It was very brief when I met her, there were a lot of people in the room, it was all a bit chaotic,” Boy George told British paper The Mirror. “I haven’t been around that kind of circus in years! I was like, ‘Oh my God!’ You know, I’ve been that woman! So it was very interesting to be on the outside looking in. She was very sweet. She asked me to sign her vagina.”
Boy G. signed her hat instead, foiling the Lady’s attempting at alterna-coolness. But for reals, Gaga’s “I’m so weird, look at me!” shtick is tired. We all saw Ally Sheedy in The Breakfast Club…been there, done that. Isn’t the weirdest thing for the singer to do now is just act normal? [Photos: GettyImages]
Jason pushes Britney’s emotional buttons. She’s losing it more often. She explodes at him for not paying her enough attention. Britney can be extremely needy and Jason’s sick of it…Britney orders Jason around a lot, tells him to fetch things for her. He was so fed up, he got her where it really hurts—telling her she could use a little exercise herself because she was fat. That sent her off on a crying jag. Britney’s not going to feel secure until Jason makes her his wife. But all this drama is just pushing him away—hard and fast!
While their anonymous source may need to calm down (do people really end sentences like that?), a split between Trawick and Spears certainly could signal a rise in Brit-drama, with the agent frequently credited for her career resurgence and relative calm. If her handlers don’t find a rebound consort quickly, things could get ugly—hard and fast!
The Rock And Roll Hall Of Fame got a whole more rockin’ this year…and a whole lot less. While punk godfathers and long-time shut-outs Iggy Pop & The Stooges finally gained entry at last night’s induction ceremony (”Roll over, Woodstock. We won.” If you say so, naked guy), so did ABBA—undeniably a pop monolith, but not exactly “rock.” “I’m very angry that Madonna got in before us,” kidded Anni-Frid Lyngstad, acknowledging the 2008 inductee who coincidentally had the Stooges perform in her honor at that year’s ceremony. ABBA chose Faith Hill as their surrogate. Again: not rock.
See these inductees and more in the gallery below.
Looks like the grind is getting to Lady Gaga. The singer seemed on the verge of fainting at a recent show in Auckland, New Zealand, barely getting through a show-closing “Bad Romance” full of lackluster miming, frequent trips to the ground and half-hearted attempts at choreography. The tour promoter, claiming she was “tired and dehydrated,” noted she got through the next night just fine. Hopefully she’ll be able to perk up some—Gaga’s got tour dates lined up through September in Australia, Japan, Europe and North America…and only a handful of weeks off. [via PopEater]
Chris Brown just called to say he loves you….and that he’s really desperate. In a remarkably pleading message left on his SayNow account, the Graffiti singer pleaded for fans to get him back on the radio. “I never really did this…I need all of my fans’ help. All the fans that I have, I need your help. A lot of radio stations aren’t playing my records…they are not being that supportive and I wouldn’t expect them to. It’s on the fans, and what you guys do in your power to bring me back. That’s all I need is you guys and nothing else will do that, except for the fans.”
Though vaguely reaffirming his continuing regret over beating Rihanna last year (”I don’t know what else I can do…I’m doing everything I need to do, I’m doing me as a person, I’m a better guy”), Brown suggests he can’t survive off good intentions alone. “It won’t be possible [to continue] if I’m not relevant on the radio and it won’t be possible for me to be an artist if I don’t have any support…I can’t be an underground mixtape artist, heh.” Like how Jon Gosselin can’t get a normal job? After Chris’ expletive-filled Twitter meltdown last December, we’re surprised his handlers are cool with him having access to a service like this. Next time you’re feeling unappreciated, dude—call your mom.
