Sky Ferreira’s new video for her song “I Blame Myself” is a fun one to watch, but it’s even more fun to shop. Shot in Compton, this ode to “early ’90s gangster rap videos” features the pop singer as the neighborhood’s queen bee, driving around with her crew in a hydraulic car. But she’s still got plenty of time for a dance breakdown or two. What makes this video extra special, however, is that absolutely everything Sky wears is available for purchase through SSENSE. Hmm, I’m feeling that red blouse. BRB… [SSENCE via Idolator]
Okay, okay, I get it, California, you want me to move back. I’m in! I’m game! And even if I wasn’t, the “Mad Men” premiere would have convinced me. It did not escape my notice that everyone at Sterling Cooper Draper Pryce Etc. Etc. Etc. is miserable except Pete Campbell, who has found a new zest for life after moving to Los Angeles. Seriously, I never thought I would say this, but California Pete is my spirit animal. “The city’s flat and ugly, and the air is brown, but I love the vibrations,” basically sums up the feelings coursing through me as I write this post from a hotel bed in Glendale. I’m also listening to Lana Del Rey’s new single, “West Coast,” which, if it wasn’t 45 years too late, would totally be Pete’s summer jam. Instead, it’s mine. Listen above!
As I’m sure you know, Beyonce‘s most recent self-titled album came along with a music video for each song on the record, plus a few extra videos, including one for the song “Grown Woman.” Now an alternative video has been released for that song, and visually, it is seemingly inspired by so many of the things that defined the early-’90s. Namely, the MS Paint-esque doodles and graphics are reminiscent of the opening credits of “Saved By The Bell,” as well as the designs favored by brands like Caboodles and Trapper Keeper. I can’t remember the last time I saw so much teal and sea foam green in a music video! Take me back, Bey, take me back. [YouTube]
I happen to think Natalie Maines of The Dixie Chicks has one of the most glorious voices currently in music, so I am not the slightest bit surprised that the band killed Miley Cyrus’s “Wrecking Ball” at a concert in London recently. I mean, no offense to Miley, who I happen to think really shows off her impressive vocal range on the song — look at me, talking like I’m Bette Midler and know shit about “vocal range” — but Natalie’s voice was made to sing this ballad, especially since she adds her own dose of country twang. Listen/watch above! [via Jezebel]
“[The Tea Party are] all trying to learn how to do the Dougie. Please. While their daughters are all twerking. Trust me … Miley tells me all the time: All those little girls, all those girls with their Republican daddies, they’re twerkin’ somewhere listening to Jay Z and Beyoncé and doin’ the ‘Happy’ dance.”
Superstar producer Pharrell has an interesting interview in GQ in which he talks at length about racial issues in the United States, including facing accusations of colorism because of the women he put on the cover of his album, G I R L, and also his opinion on why Hillary Clinton will win the 2016 presidential election if she runs. It’s worth a full read, but I thought this part was especially funny: apparently Miley Cyrus and Pharrell have some giggles over the fact that the Tea Party might be a bunch of white racist d-bags, but somewhere up in their bedrooms, their daughters are twerking to beats made by Black folks. I never thought of it that way, but it’s true. [GQ] [Image via GQ]
I’m gonna go out on a limb and say that Lady Gaga needs to take a lil’ break. I’m pretty sure she not only spent whatever cash she has left in her bank account on her new video for “G.U.Y.”, but also had to call in a favor with pal Andy Cohen because she was out of cash and needed more extras. That has to be why he and a bunch of “The Real Housewives” are in this video, right? I mean, why else would Lady Gaga would put Kim Richards in a pink suit and ask her to strum a guitar if she wasn’t desperate? Gaga, I think you need to take a step back, recuperate some of the dough you blew on ArtPop, make sweet love to your hot boyfriend, Taylor Kinney, reevaluate your relationships with predatory assholes like R. Kelly and Terry Richardson, ditch that vomit artist, and come back when you’re interesting again.