It’s been well over two years since Simple Life starlet, “Drunk Text” chanteuse and Franchise Unveiling Queen of the Middle East (FUQ ME) Paris Hilton first promised us a taste of her new House-inspired record. It never came out.
Then, she broke up with her boyfriend/executive producer Afrojack and a song from her sophomore record sessions, “Last Night,” leaked.
But now — maybe, just maybe — nothing in this world will stop Paris’ sophomore record from happening tonight.
Many moons ago, the promise of pop goddess and professional famous person Paris Hilton‘s long, long awaited follow-up to her all-around amazing 2006 debut Paris still shined bright (like a diamond.)
“It’s coming!” she promised us all last year. “I collaborated with Flo Rider and LAMFO!” she boasted earlier this year. And back in June, she messily sang on top of her supposedly upcoming Afrojack-produced single, “Last Night” to the unworthy crowd in Brazil during a DJ set.
And then, silence. The summer passed us by and the stars remained blind. Together, fellow Hilton stans united in peaceful protest, staging sit-ins at every Paris Hilton Handbags & Accessories in the Middle East and staging major hunger strikes worldwide.
It’s since been quietly assumed that the Paris Hilton follow-up has been swept underneath one of her Persian carpets…until now: Yesterday, Paris Hilton’s original version of “Last Night,” featuring Lil Wayne, leaked onto the Internets (she’s sort of got bad luck with that, doesn’t she?), no doubt a Thanksgiving blessing from the Pop Gods.
Paris Hilton–Queen of the Dance Floor and Handbags & Accessories in the Middle East–has been globetrotting for well over a year now, surveying the club scene and taking glam onstage shots with tons of DJs on her bedazzled Blackberry.
At the same time, the socialite-turned-songstress has been putting in work at the studio recording her much, much, much anticipated “House-inspired” sophomore record, which is being executive produced by Afrojack. While we’ve already heard a taste of what’s to come when the Dutch DJ teased out a deliciously icy teaser last year called “Good Time,” as well as “Drunk Text”–the World’s Greatest Sexting Cautionary Tale crafted with Manufactured Superstars–it seems Paris is finally prepared to premiere the first official single.
LITERALLY SHUT THE FUCK UP, DROP YOUR BABY ON THE FLOOR AND BRIEFLY CEASE THE FUNCTION OF YOUR INTERNAL ORGANS.
Queen Paris Hilton has teamed up with Colorado DJ duo Manufactured Superstars for a song called “Drunk Text.”
STOP CRYING. STOP. WAIT. STOP. WAIT. Okay. Let me just tell you something right now: You might think that your body is ready, but I can assure you from personal experience that it most certainly is NOT.
Amber Rose – “Fame”
For those who haven’t already heard of Amber Rose, she’s the fiercely bald model/socialite/arm candy–formerly of Kanye West, now of Wiz Khalifa–who’s been featured in videos for superstars including Nicki Minaj (“Massive Attack”) and Ludacris (“What Them Girls Like”), and currently the face (and body) of Smirnoff’s new national ad campaign.
Like all good society women do, (Paris, Heidi, we love you!), Rose announced earlier in 2011 that she was getting serious about music (she even quit smoking!), stepping into the studio to work on an upcoming debut for 2012.
Well, it’s finally happening, as the socialite-turned-songstress has just debuted her first-ever single: “Fame.”
Although the cover art and title are a bit of a shameless homage to Grace Jones (which she’s already done a few times before, Island Life style), the sound is nowhere near Miss Jones’ avant-pop territory. Nor is it a throwaway club-pop track drenched in Auto-Tune that might have been upchucked by one of the cast members of any given Real Housewives series.
Instead, “Fame” is a light electro-R&B breeze about flashing lights and the public’s scornful eye. As it turns out, Amber Rose commands a lush, wispy coo a la Queen Cassie that carries the song quite pleasantly: “This is a new situation/Now you’re an overnight sensation,” Rose lightly sings over the pulsing synthesizers and twinkling electronica.
“You’re not ready for the fame,” Rose later croons during the song’s dreamy chorus. Although she’s certainly no powerhouse chanteuse (was anyone actually expecting that?), and the song isn’t much deeper lyrically than the stuff of Heidi Montag’s flaw-free fame fest Superficial, “Fame” is still a solid debut effort that will earn Rose some newfound fans–and of course, keep those haters staying mad.
Coupled with the fact that her boyfriend Wiz Khalifa (who also makes an appearance for a brief guest verse) has her heading into the studio with some notable producers and songwriters, Rose’s full-length debut might actually be something seriously worth clamoring about.
Now, can someone please tell Amber Rose why she should probably stop calling her fanbase her “Rosebuds”?