While his eyeliner and over-tussled coiffure became recognizable a few months ago, it wasn't until this week that I've learned Adam Lambert's name. Everyone is up in arms about him kissing another guy, in addition to some boring self-inflicted, groin-bashing moves he made using a dancer's head, during a performance for some stupid music awards--the same event at which Taylor Swift made off scot-free with the title, Artist of the Year, without Kanye West stepping in to object on behalf of America--when they should be more concerned about how shitty his voice is or how terrible that particular song was. It was awful. Like, absolutely, gut-wrenching-ly bad. It wasn't music. Dude sounded like a pubescent banshee. Maybe his lewd motion and melodrama were meant to turn everyone's attention away from how poor his live singing actually is. Adam LAME-bert, get out of my life.
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