mtv asia awards / aid
i went to mtv asia awards tonight. actually they renamed in it “mtv asia aid” because of recent events, they were trying to raise money to help the tsunami victims.
i hope they achieved their goal of trying to raise x amount of money, because i left half way through it. so did half the people at the show. by 10pm everybody was outside smoking or sitting in the beer garden, probably hoping that if they were drunk the show might be better.
i don’t know if it was the mtv people’s fault, or bec tero (organisers) or impact arena’s fault that the show wasn’t running smoothly. when tata young came on to the stage the microphone wasn’t working. it might have been a blessing in disguise, poor girl, did her set right after american idol kelly clarkson. as my friend put it, tata and her new titties automatically became a third world show.
and ashlee simpson won the best new comer / breakthrough award. ashlee simpson? yes. i told my friend this is because nobody watches saturday night live in asia. come on!
it was an interesting experience though. being there. and then looking at the monitor, at what was shown to the viewers at home. yeah. live broadcast. in the monitor it looked like it was packed, and people were having fun. hah. not true. i had front row tickets. standing. right up to the stage. people sat down on the floor around me between songs.
they played one song… and then a sponsor commercial plays, then a short cnn documentary for mtv portraying the tsunami disaster comes on while the next band sets up. then another artist comes to sing another song. and thus begins the cycle of bore.
the most awful part was when they were showing this montage of deaths and coffins and cemetary site, taiwan senssation jay chou’s piano was being wheeled out. and every brainless girl nearby starting screaming for jay chou. yeah. while they were showing dead bodies and orphans and cemetaries on the screen.
sick.
the show was a dissapointment in my view. i couldn’t tell what the hell mtv was thinking. yes. raise funds. but they weren’t selling any tickets. i thought about the sponsors probably covered all the expenses already, and they just wanted to make money off the 5 baht sms’s. but that doesn’t make any sense. and to the fucking brainless idiots screaming for popstar x and popstar y while the fucking unicef person was talking and giving information on how to donate and shit… i hope you trip on your shoelaces.
i understand it’s a concert. and i don’t mean to sound righteous. but there is such a thing as manners and appropriateness.
i don’t know. groupies at benefit concerts just isn’t my cup of tea.
i can’t say that this would be the last mtv event i’m gonna go to. it probably isn’t. but i feel so sorry for the little suckers that were running around the last minute in vain trying to get a ticket to the show.
bleh!
why does this not surprise me? like most high-profile events in thailand: all sizzle, no steak
“all sizzle, no steak ” = มีแต่นํ้าไม่มีเนื้อ
In this particular case, it may have less to do with an indictment of the Thais’ lack of follow-through and more to do with the fact that media-hyped award shows are often a farce…especially ones that are organized around the exploitation of sentimentalism for a good cause. Then again, I don’t know, I wasn’t there.
However, *this* is for sure…
The last place to discern matters of life and death is at an event centered around the shameless act of self-promotion and onanistic rituals — like watching fake orgasms being performed on stage (not that I would have firsthand knowledge, mind you). IMO, the glorification of media-adulated personas shouldn’t be juxtaposed with the contemplation of tragedy. You’re just gonna lose your audience.
Ashlee Simpson receiving the “breakthrough” artist award is right on the money…now, the question is: breakthrough from what? The Siberian Gulag? (was patiently waiting to use that one).
I’ll also have everyone know that titties are one of the primary reasons “first-world” spectators congregate to “third-world” countries…expecially, if the titties happen to “sexy, naughty, bitchy” ones.
c’mon, it couldn’t have been worse than academy fantasia, could it?
oooh new titties! will have to research that when i get back to thailand.
as for screaming girls, there ain’t nothing that can stop the power of stalking thai girl ‘super fans’. i knew a well-known male thai star who used to be involved in the same sporting event that i was. he had some amazing (-ly scary) stories about the lengths the girls will go to in order to meet their favorite guys. don’t think some tsunami images will register when jay chou is in the same room.
I was “lucky” enough to catch the “winners are…” compilation on MTV Thailand and was amazed to see that Ashlee Simpson could be even considered for a nomination, let alone win.