Rumors of an upcoming Queen biopic began percolating late last year. This morning our inside sources are saying that Sacha Baron Cohen has been tapped to play the band?s sadly deceased frontman, Freddie Mercury. Said someone close to the film, "Sacha loves the idea he can get away with playing Freddie after modeling Borat’s look on him." That would mean that Borat beat out Johnny Depp to play the charismatic rock god who died of AIDS-related complications in 1991. Of course, it behooves us to note that this news comes from U.K. tabloid The Daily Mirror, a publication so salacious it makes TMZ look like The New Yorker. As yet there?s no word on whether or not Queen guitarist Brian May will be played by Ken Davitian, aka Aazmat, Borat?s naked wrestling partner. Dream on, you little dreamers.
Tommy Buys "Greece" for Pam
The Motley Crue drummer is paying between $15 and $45 million for the luxury island representing Greece in the Dubai project known as The World. Tommy, money can’t buy you love! [Hollywood Rag]
50 Cent Sells Mansion
The 48,000-plus-square-foot house, once owned by Mike Tyson, is decorated with stripper poles and has a helicopter pad. If only walls could talk. [Yahoo!]
Linds Catches Brit Lip-Synching
No love from Spears‘ family at last night’s show, but La Lohan came to cheer on her pal. BFF’s! [TMZ]
Our ramp-up to Rock Honors (May 24) always includes revealing chats with the music’s stars. Road Tales focuses on some the silliness that goes down when bands are on tour.
We knew that Motorhead could make the Earth quake. The bedrock metal on Overkill and Orgasmatron explains that talent fairly well. What we didn’t know is that bossman Lemmy could make it rain frogs. See for yourself.
Is there trouble in the valley of the Pussycat Dolls? TMZ is reporting that Asia Nitollano, the "winner" of the CW’s reality song-dance-and-bitch fest Pussycat Dolls Present: The Search for the Next Doll, may be already out of the group. The Dolls were spotted performing Wednesday in Atlanta without their new baby girl. Additionally, Robin Antin, was seen performing with Melissa Reyes and Chelsea Korka, the show’s first- and second-runner-ups, respectively. Hmmm.
While rap’s young guns are appeasing critics and vowing to keep it clean, one of hip-hop’s elder statesmen isn’t about to let Al, Oprah or anyone else tell him what he can and can’t say.
In an interview with SOHH, Ice-T said that he’s going to continue to use the N-word when he’s got the mic in his hand, claiming that the word’s OK when used by someone from the ‘hood.
"I’m (going to) say ‘n***a’ til the wheels fall off," said the Original Gangster. "My daddy used to say it. I believe that, if it doesn’t apply to you, don’t say it. If you ain’t from the hood, don’t say n***a. That’s where it lies."
Ice-T then went off on sellouts, saying that he thinks "a lot of black people are too overly concerned with what white people think about them."
What’s your take on Ice’s stance? Is the N-word always offensive, or can it be used by those with cred?
Ashlee Simpson is maybe the biggest star under 25 with noticeable plastic surgery (I mean, come on!), and yet, she tells Cosmopolitan that she is "confident" about the way she looks. LIES! Ashlee’s whopper continues:
"I feel very confident with the way I look. But I felt just as confident the way I looked before. I’ve always been confident with who I am."
LIES! Oh yeah, she must have gotten her nose shaved down and the chin implant because she wanted to get that tingly feeling in her face without resorting to snorting coke. Does she think we’re stupid? Does she think we don’t realize that someone in the limelight who’s as young as she is and who alters her face has serious esteem issues? If she wanted to save face, she probably shouldn’t have taken a jackhammer to it!
It’s OK to be insecure; it’s not OK to lie. Ashlee’s words are totally absurd. You know how absurd they are? This absurd:
LIES! LIES! LIES! [AP/Yahoo! / Image credit: Getty]
My Chemical Romance and Muse were forced to cancel their world tour after a violent bout with food poisoning effected several members of the crew and both bands. The tour, which is booked through July and spans three continents, came to a screeching halt after a show at William and Mary College in Virginia left crew members scattered in hospitals "between State College, PA and Columbus, OH." Immune to fears of death and despair, only to be brought low by craft services. This comes on the heels of MCR lead singer Gerard Way announcing he’s "the happiest brother alive" after his brother Mikey decided to temporarily leave the band to spend more time with his wife and "do all of the things a newlywed couple should do." This is the second time Way has taken a break, the first during the recording process of The Black Parade due to severe depression and drug and alcohol problems.
The kindly folk at the Fader point to an online leak from hipster icon M.I.A.‘s new record. The track, called "Hit That," is probably the rudest, sexiest, dirtiest thing recorded in a long while — it’s too bad the slang sort of prevents those not used to a thick British accent from understanding what it is she’s saying. (You’ll get a chance to mull it over better when her record’s released on June 25th.) Note the clever thievery of "all I wanna do is zoom-a zoom zoom." If ever there were a lyric to steal, that, ladies and gentlemen, is the one.
Let’s assume Bob Dylan didn’t play "A Hard Rain’s Gonna Fall" when he serenaded his grandson’s kindergarten class during a string of recent school visits. Let’s assume he stuck to "Froggy Went a’Courting," instead. Evidently rock’s still-vital legend is considered just another "weird man" by some of the audience members. They’re proabably not wrong. Who knows? Maybe he tests out new material on their yet-to-be-jaded ears. Here’s what one recent track sounds like.
Tell us: which Dylan tunes would go over best with the six-year-old crowd?
The Beastie Boys have been teasing girls since Licensed to Ill dropped in ’86. But they’ve grown up a little bit. To show how mature they are these days, they’ve allegedly scrapped their plans to reference the love of Jay-Z’s life in the title of their forthcoming instrumental CD. So no, the trio’s next album won’t be called Thick, Like Beyonce’s Leg.
In fact there’s damn good chance that the album is called The Mix-Up. But don’t rule out the idea that it could be Sweet, Like J. Lo’s Rump, Phat, LIke Diddy’s Wallet, or Insane, LIke Phil Spector’s Old Hair.