I am sitting on the edge of the booth trying to interview Rebecca Black, but Rebecca Black is not looking at me. We’re in a trendy West Hollywood café, and she is sitting with her forehead pressed to the table, her long charcoal hair obscuring her face. She lets out a sigh and, without lifting her head, turns her face toward the cell phone clutched in her hand and begins to scroll through text messages.
This article Natasha wrote about Rebecca Black is a great piece about the flashpot of fame that is the one hit wonder, the change in the music industry that’s come about from viral videos and the age old fact that it’s more about timing than talent.
This article is brilliant.
She performed around the corner from my work today.
Sometimes, being incredibly sick and bedridden has its upsides.
”A few days earlier, her publicist had rejected my request...local record store, saying,...
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I am sitting on the edge of the booth trying to interview Rebecca Black, but Rebecca Black is not looking at me. We’re...
JESUS FUCK SHE PISSES ME OFF. The writer didn’t even have to make her look like an asshole. She did it all on her own.
This was featured in #Celebs