WHERE THEM MUUSERS AT?
Last week, superstar DJ David Guetta released his fifth studio album Nothing But The Beat, which rocketed to #5 on this week’s Billboard 200 albums chart–his first ever Top 10 Billboard debut.
Just as with his last studio album, One Love, Guetta’s latest release features collaborations from some of music’s hottest hit-makers, including “Where Them Girls At? (feat. Flo-Rida & Nicki Minaj),” “Sweat (feat. Snoop Dogg),” “Night Of Your Life (feat. Jennifer Hudson)” and of course “Titanium,” the explosive Sia-penned dance floor annihilator that became an instant favorite of the year here at MuuMuse.
Nothing But The Beat is the perfect companion to a killer night out, complete with celebratory dance floor anthems, filthy-mouthed throb fests, and of course, incredibly bangin’ beats. It’s simply a must!
To celebrate the album’s release, MuuMuse is proud to be giving away 3 copies of David Guetta’s new record, Nothing But The Beat.
I want to dance to NOTHING BUT THE BEAT with @MuuMuse!
Three winners will be randomly selected and notified on Wednesday, September 14. Good luck!
It’s that magical time of self-celebratory circle jerking again: The 2011 Grammy Awards!
And for the first time in, like, forever…it was mostly a good time! There were a lot of performances, and at least half of them were pretty entertaining.
Let’s take a walk through some of the more memorable moments of the night, shall we?
This probably won’t go over well, but I’ve decided it’s necessary to channel what most fans are already thinking.
Here goes nothing…
Look: I’m not an asshole. Not a heartless one anyway. If you can, I believe you should donate to the Haiti crisis, a disaster of the most immense and terrifying proportions.
That being said, so is the superstar remake of “We Are The World,” recorded as a charity single for Haiti.
I mean, for the love of GOD…to start off the track with Justin Beebop? The Jonas Brothers? Miley Cyrus?! What is this, J-14 and Friends?
I’m surprised K$$$ didn’t come swinging in with a bottle of jack to spit up a few lines before returning to her (RECORD LABEL MANUFACTURED AND ENDORSED) whimsical lifestyle of coke and excess.
Thanks be to Barbra Streisand for providing the hands-down LOLZ of the Century Award with her hilariously over-the-top emoting at the microphone (and uncanny resemblance to my 12th grade English teacher).
Shockingly, Celine manages to bottle up her crazy to a respectable degree for this video, though I suspect it has more to do with her lack of screen-time than her actual ability to subdue the inner dancing panda bear in her ear tempting her to break into the funky chicken at any moment.
As the song goes on it becomes even harder to swallow, as with the directorial decision to crop an awkward looking Janet Jackson next to her late brother as she sadly (and/or weirdly) mouths along to the chorus. Tacky? Why, that would be far too kind of a description.
Oh, and then the rapping. Dear God, the RAPPING.
Also, I love the fact that during Kanye West‘s 15 seconds of fame in the song, it looks as though Nicole Scherzinger keeps trying to sing her line, only to be repeatedly interrupted by the ego himself time and time again. LITERALLY PRICELESS.
Extra credit and love goes out to Pink, M.J. Blige and Jennifer Hudson for maintaining the natural class and dignity that this project really needed.
In the aftermath of this video, only one question remains: What would Michael say?