Bust out your pom-poms, ‘cause tonight is “Hellcats” night! Since The Frisky’s own Kate Torgovnick happens to be an expert on college cheerleading—after all, the show is based on her book, CHEER!: Inside the Secret World of College Cheerleaders—every Tuesday we have her sound off on how the show stacks up to reality.
The preview for this week’s “Hellcats” promises “a scandal so big, it could take down the Hellcats.” Cheerleading scandals of the personal variety seem to crop up on a semi-regular basis, generally involving a racy photo of a scantily clad cheerleader making its way around the internet. But what about team scandals? Is there anything a team can do to cause a ruckus in the cheer world?
Certainly. Keep reading »
Ever since the Grammys
, when Lady Gaga
debuted “Born This Way” live, people have been commenting on how the track sounds a whole lot like Madonna
‘s “Express Yourself”—it has a similar spoken-word intro and the same sentiment, not to mention that Gaga’s long ponytail for the performance was very Blonde Ambition. (Nevermind the fact that, when accepting her award that night, Gaga said she wrote the song with Whitney Houston in mind — random!) Last night, Gaga talked to Jay Leno about the controversy and got a little verklempt when she talked about Madonna. She said, looking close to tears, “There is really no one that is a more adoring or loving Madonna fan than me. I am the hugest fan personally and professionally.” She went on to say that Madonna’s camp called to say they love the song. So, case closed? [Gossip Cop
] Keep reading »
Hey, remember Serene Branson, the local CBS reporter in LA who started talking gibberish
in the middle of her post-Grammy segment Sunday night? (See above!) The one some of us — um, me — had a good chuckle about until reports that she had a stroke made us — um, me — feel like ginormous a**holes? Well, Brandon did not — repeat, DID NOT — have a stroke
. In fact, she’s in perfectly good health, according to her employers and the paramedics who examined her. That’s a relief. I never wanted Branson to be ill. Can I go back to laughing hysterically now? Keep reading »
I’m sorry. Perhaps it’s unkind of me, but I just can’t NOT laugh at a model stumbling down a runway in ridiculous high heels. This poor catwalker just cannot recover from the initial ankle twisting and has to hobble her way backstage like her legs are made of jelly. Keep reading »
I almost wanted to have a Kanye
moment last night when Arcade Fire’s The Suburbs
lost to The Black Keys’ Brothers
for Best Alternative Music Album at the Grammys
. Don’t get me wrong—I love the Keys. But I mean, Arcade Fire made one of the best albums of all time! Much like Mr. West, all I needed to do was be patient—the situation was rectified by the end of the night. Arcade Fire pulled off a major upset over Eminem, Lady Gaga
, Lady Antebellum, and Katy Perry
, unexpectedly winning last night’s top prize for Album of the Year. I actually squealed when Barbra Streisand opened the envelope and called their name, because I am a hardcore Arcade Fire fan and have long been bummed about their bad Grammy luck. (Their first two records lost to The White Stripes
for Best Alternative Album.) And the smile on Win Butler’s face in this exit performance of “Ready to Start” is about the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.
Since it’s Valentine’s Day, after the jump, I enumerate 10 reasons I love Arcade Fire. Keep reading »