Thursday, November 07, 2002
10 Reasons Why I love Justin Timberlake
by Joe Cut the Shit
Dedicated to Ari and The Fish That Needs A Bicycle
10) The way he moves is sumptin else. Pop lock dancing? Uh yeah...amazing.
9) His voice, although falsetto most of the time, is smooth, clear, and rhythmic.
8) He always performs live. Oh, you thought he was lip synching? Yeah no. He's that good.
7) He's real. Always acting like himself. The only show Justin puts on is on stage.
6) He's cutting edge. His music tends to border on that of chaos - fly beats and new rhythms combined with a distinct melody.
5) He works hard. Very hard.
4) It's not COOL to like Justin when you are 25 years old and a boy. That makes me like him more.
3) His image. He appeals mostly to a younger crowd and still finds a way to keep his shit clean. Regardless of the fact that he is at that age when it is almost IMPOSSIBLE to keep your shit clean.
2) He is sexy as fuck. While not my physical type, I have an easy time understanding why guys and girls alike would want to spend a night kissing his fuckable lips.
1) He's a fucking SUPERSTAR for a reason. He has been working his ass off since he was a child. Despite growing up in front of the public eye, Justin is someone who must be commended on doing it right. He hasn't been to jail, had a drug problem, or even been caught shoplifting. Justin is a class act. He has earned everything he's got.
I realize that most people in their 20's or 30's don't understand the hype behind the Justin phenomenon. But also understand this...when you were all screaming at the top of your lungs for Warrant and Skid Row no one gave you a hard time for liking male bands that wore more make-up than you!
I will always be willing to take a good Justin bashing, but I also think it should be pointed out that everyone likes music that they can identify with. If I happen to identify with a guy that sings higher than your mother, then so be it. I like him and don't need to be reminded every day what a loser I am for appreciating his style.
Right?
Thank you and goodnight.
by Joe Cut the Shit
Dedicated to Ari and The Fish That Needs A Bicycle
10) The way he moves is sumptin else. Pop lock dancing? Uh yeah...amazing.
9) His voice, although falsetto most of the time, is smooth, clear, and rhythmic.
8) He always performs live. Oh, you thought he was lip synching? Yeah no. He's that good.
7) He's real. Always acting like himself. The only show Justin puts on is on stage.
6) He's cutting edge. His music tends to border on that of chaos - fly beats and new rhythms combined with a distinct melody.
5) He works hard. Very hard.
4) It's not COOL to like Justin when you are 25 years old and a boy. That makes me like him more.
3) His image. He appeals mostly to a younger crowd and still finds a way to keep his shit clean. Regardless of the fact that he is at that age when it is almost IMPOSSIBLE to keep your shit clean.
2) He is sexy as fuck. While not my physical type, I have an easy time understanding why guys and girls alike would want to spend a night kissing his fuckable lips.
1) He's a fucking SUPERSTAR for a reason. He has been working his ass off since he was a child. Despite growing up in front of the public eye, Justin is someone who must be commended on doing it right. He hasn't been to jail, had a drug problem, or even been caught shoplifting. Justin is a class act. He has earned everything he's got.
I realize that most people in their 20's or 30's don't understand the hype behind the Justin phenomenon. But also understand this...when you were all screaming at the top of your lungs for Warrant and Skid Row no one gave you a hard time for liking male bands that wore more make-up than you!
I will always be willing to take a good Justin bashing, but I also think it should be pointed out that everyone likes music that they can identify with. If I happen to identify with a guy that sings higher than your mother, then so be it. I like him and don't need to be reminded every day what a loser I am for appreciating his style.
Right?
Thank you and goodnight.
