Associate editor Anthony Mariani declared the Black Eyed Peas as overcooked and inedible for tomorrow’s Super Bowl halftime stage.
I’m not particularly a fan of the Peas but I’ve seen them perform on various TV shows over the years and always found them entertaining. They’ll do a decent job I imagine. Maybe Fergie will do one of those cool cartwheels that she does somehow while singing and wearing skintight leather pants.
I’m wondering how Christina Aguilera will handle the National Anthem. Ever since Whitney Houston transformed a word such as “hail” into a 47-syllable vocal calisthenic, I usually cringe when I hear women singers take on the anthem. I don’t mind a little scat or two here or there, or even a sweet and sexy version like Jewel once caught flak over, but, c’mon, most renditions these days border on parody. Men singers tend to resist the urge to become self-absorbed during the anthem. It’s mainly a female thing.