So all ye perspiring ones,Howdy? Whatchadoin’? Moi, I’m slowly melting, but that’s hardly news, right? And let me not get started on the heat ‘cos I’m likely to go on and on. Therefore, I will concentrate on bringing you a lowdown on what’s been happening this past fortnight. After all, a turtle’s gotta do what a turtle’s gotta do, what?
SONG OF THE FORTNIGHT:
What do you guys think of this Latino dude Ricky Martin and his Ye..pah! – the shake-n-shimmy numbah Maria? Actually, the song is a good dance track but hardly earthshaking otherwise. The reason I chose it was because I really like the way this Martin bloke grooves and moves. So, let’s vote this one, hmmm?
CONFESSION OF THE FORTNIGHT:
Yes, he’s finally admitted to what we’ve been pretty sure of all along. So, George Michael is gay! BIG DEAL! Messy circumstances forced the singer-songwriter into admitting his sexual preferences, but the confession hardly created any furor, since this was something most of his fans had anyway believed. As they say, it’s the music that counts!
THE `WHAT-COME-AGAIN!’ OF THE FORTNIGHT:
And now, as if we don’t enuff concrete here, them guys at the Hilton (with other multinational construction companies in the race) are planning on building a 5,000-room hotel on… yep, the Moon. Give space a break, guys! That’s one of the most imbecilic, if magnificently ambitious, proposals I’ve ever heard. Do the guys have any idea how expensive space travel is? Earth to Moon…
THE SISTER ACT OF THE FORTNIGHT:
After Lata Mangeshkar launched a verbal attack on the dismal state of Hindi music these days and lashed out at Western music channels and the art of remixing, sister Asha Bhonsle jumped into the ring, defending the same. Was big sister making an veiled dig at little sister’s successful remixed versions, or was it all in the name of culture and music? Well, that’s not for me to tell! Ye andar ki baat hai, he he he!
Bye for now, Speedy