Every so often the mundane and superficial conspire and give birth to something pretty cool. If you know me at all, you know that I could take or leave TV. However, this summer on Tuesdays and Wednesdays I found myself glued to CBS to tune into Rockstar INXS. I’m a child of the eighties and love INXS as much as any other 80’s ankle biter. At a time when most reality TV is scripted to bring out the worst in people, Rockstar seems to bring out the best.
A few moments like Jordis Unga singing John Lennon’s Imagine even bordered on the sublime. When artists aspire, the world benefits. From the moment I saw J.D. perform Hand In My Pocket, I knew he was going all the way. He may have won, but the amazing creativity and beautiful moments along the way made Rockstar worth tuning in every week. Until the rest of television catches up and produces a show with half the value of Rockstar, I’ll continue to get my news from the net and entertainment from books.
For six of the twelve weeks Rockstar was on the air, I watched Rockstar with my new buddy, Tara. Where ever you are Tara, we miss you. Your journey has just begun.
September 23rd, 2005 at 7:29 am
it means alot to me that you had a chance to get to know tara and spend the happiest times we had together. thank you for your friendship and taking care of my lola.
September 23rd, 2005 at 11:01 am
I think its dumb that they put girls in the contest. You know that the band isn’t going to let them win. I know it sounds sexist. But think about it some and realize what type of world we live in. (Try Branding).
I, personally, dont care much for the original band members. After watching the show they seem like big alien dork people. As you can tell, I stopped watching it after a few episodes. Plus I dont have cable (VH1).
The contestants, men and women, really make up the show. And furthermore, I really hope whichever person that DOES win goes on the stupid tour and then abruptly leaves the band to put out their own record.