The other members of No Doubt (her ex-bf from her teen years, the guy in the diaper, and the…there’s another dude right? He’s tall?) finally admitted to themselves what the rest of us have known since the mid-90s. They’re merely overly dramatic doodler Gwen Stefani’s back-up band! With realization comes action, and they’ve tossed her out on her tartan bondage pants and 70s coke whore wigs and gotten a new guy!
Yeah, they’ve replaced their female lead singer with a dude. His name is Davey Havok, and he’s normally fronting a band called AFI. You know you’ve annoyed the very lifeforce out of your band when they replace you with someone of the opposing gender.
Billboard sez (via E!) that the band recruited Havok to take Gwen’s place when she’s busy flying solo (and cheesing it for the cameras with Blake Shelton for the umpteenth time. Seriously, spend a night at home. We get it. Cross-promotion is the newest fuck position. Check).
Obviously they got sick of waiting around while she named children badly and spun around in that stupid judging chair. They’ve reportedly already recorded a full album and are shoppng it around for a record deal. There’s no word yet on whether they’ll be using “No Doubt” as their band name. They should use “Full of Doubt” because this shit’s going nowhere. I’m not trying to hate. I liked “Spiderwebs” as much as the next 90s power pop-appreciating homosexual but let’s be truthful. Someone named Davey caterwauling a cover of “Don’t Speak” is not the look. Although, seeing as that’s the worst song of all time, it would probably be an improvement.
As you’ve probably read, Gwen dropped the track listing for her new record as well as the first single. You can listen to “Make Me Like You” below.
Check out more pics of Gwen mean-muggin’ the paps and taking her kid to church in North Hollywood last weekend in the gallery.
Good for her. I see Emma Thompson and I are both writing Babs Johnson’s name on the presidential ballot come November. As reported by London Live (via Vanity Fair), The Grand Duchess of DontGiveAFuck-stan (Exhibit A: that outfit) was attending the British Film Awards when she was asked about this year’s pale and tragic Oscar nominations. Q: How would you solve the lack of diversity at the Oscars, Em? A: Kill em’ all and let Bruce Vilanch sort it out!
“Let’s face it, the Oscar membership is mainly old, white men. That’s the fact of it. So, either you wait for them all to die,” said before jokingly offering up another option. “Or kill them off slowly—I mean, I don’t know. There’s so many options, aren’t there?”
There really are – bludgeoning, stabbing, shooting, riding lawn mower, wedgies…(no, for real)
Nanny McPhee’s got a point despite her newly admitted tendency towards sadism. “Slowly?” Yeesh.
Emma also described the whole controversy as “hilarious,” noting that “it’s no change there. It’s not as if [the Oscar nominations have] ever been awash with people of color.” Emma doesn’t just throw shoes, she throws truth!
Check out more pics of Emma Thompson at the press night for Guys and Dolls at the Savoy Theater in London last month in the gallery.
Every morning before sunrise when Madonna gets into her coffin to sleep, she lets out a breath of regret, because she still can’t believe that she left the band Breakfast Club before they really hit it big with the song of 1987 “Right On Track.” It was the biggest mistake of her life and imagine what her career could’ve been if she stuck with them.
Breakfast Club was a band from NYC that was born in 1979 and lasted until the early 90s. Madge was the drummer of it (and she dated the lead singer) for a minute in the early 80s and she quit that bitch to join a different band. They had a few singles and their one album came out in 1987. Wikipedia says that they recorded a second album but they never put it out. They’re apparently planning to put it out this year.
“Right On Track” was their only hit. I’m a shitty child of the late 80s, because I don’t have “Right On Track” in my iTunes playlist named All-Time Classics. But my ears were filled with pop nostalgia the other day when a liquor store I was in played it. The only thing more perfect than the song was the video, which is pretty much what a barf puddle from the late 80s would look like. It looks like it was shot on a bootleg Pee-wee’s Playhouse set and it has a chorus of singing chickens in it. What more could you want? They were also ahead of their time fashion-wise because they dressed like Johnny Depp in Benny & Joon long before Benny & Joon was made.
But more importantly, Breakfast Club will be treated like VIPs when they get to heaven because they put pink Earth angel Angelyne in their video. They are automatically saints for that reason alone.
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Um, that hot piece Henry Cavill should shave some fur off of his stomach and glued it to his bangs because they’re struggling a bit… – Lainey Gossip
The greatest love story in history, George and Amal Clooney, were at Berlinale. I like her dress but only because it’s very Alexis Carrington Barbie – Celebitchy
Love Magazine took a break from stuffing itself full of Kartrashians to stuff itself full of the Hadid sisters – Drunken Stepfather
I read this headline as “Ted Cruz cast in a porn” and sadly I said to myself that I’d fap to that. Standards and dignity: I have none – WWTDD
Good news, anti-vaxxers! Kevin “I Fucked My Cousin” Gates is on your side – The Superficial
Rubber Muppet Sonja Morgan went on rubber Muppet Khloe Kartrashian’s show to talk about how she’s fighting with rubber Muppet Bethenny Frankel again – Reality Tea
Miranda Kerr is either growing a billionaire fetus in her womb or she’s got a little caviar bloat – IDLYITW
If I threw one egg at my mom, I wouldn’t be able to throw a second one because she’d chop my hands off – Hollywood Tuna
Being an extra in Kanye West’s fashion show sounds like Hell personified – Jezebel
A tiny bit of the raw emotions trickled out of Ellen DeGeneres while talking about gay rights with President Obama – Towleroad
Kristen Wiig as Peyton Manning: I’d hit it – OMG Blog
Jennifer Lawrence donated $2 million to a children’s hospital – Just Jared
Coachella is still a couple of months away but it looks like its queen is already ready – Popoholic
Hilary Duff is in a bikini on the beach and the paps taking her picture were probably so confused. They were like, “She’s not walking to her car, do we take her picture anyway?” – Popsugar
Weekend programming note: Sadly, Carla didn’t work out as Dlisted’s new weekend writer and I’m going away for my sister’s birthday, so our resident guest blogger J. Harvey will be filling in on Saturday and Sunday. Be sure to ask him for nudes. I’ll be back full-time on Monday!
That is some “Touch me in the morning, then just walk away” tease.
Alexander Skarsgard is currently at the Berlin International Film Festival where he’s pimping out his movie with Michael Pena called War on Everyone. War on Everyone is a comedy about two corrupt cops in New Mexico who blackmail every criminal they deal with. So it sounds like it’s like True Detective if True Detective was on Comedy Central. We’re all probably wondering if ASkars gets naked in this shit and if he does, for how long (if you read that as “how long is it,” that works too) and is it going to be released in IMAX 3D? None of the synopses about this movie mentioned that. I know, how unprofessional and incompetent of those synopsis writers. I hope at least ASkars wears a loin cloth in this since he doesn’t in that Tarzan mess.
There was a press conference at Berlinale for the movie today and ASkars made tips moist and clits tingle when he turned around and served up some “Why don’t you come up sometime and see me?” flirtiness. If Tarzan flops hard and he’s ran out of Hollywood, he can always be a pose coach at Barbizon.
“Well that makes two of us” hissed Noel Gallagher.
Adele, the curator of the soundtrack to your sad drunk shower cries, is on the cover of this month’s VOGUE (sidebar: raise your hand if you to are side-eyeing whoever thought it would be cute to put that “She Had Us At Hello” on the cover). And one thing I learned about Adele is that Adele isn’t doing handography in her kitchen to “When We Were Young” or practicing dramatic faces to “Skyfall” in the mirror like the rest of us. According to Adele, Adele would never. But wait – what does Adele listen to when she’s crying into a tub of ice cream in her bathrobe? This is a real “If a tree falls in the forest” situation.
Well, Caitlyn Jenner does need the money. I mean, she obviously can’t afford clothes and has to steal outfits off of the dead corpses of homeless zombies on Skid Row. How dreadful. But what’s really dreadful is that outfit that makes Caitlyn look like she had a Chico’s kind of day that ended with her getting attacked by rabid hyenas was “designed” by Kanye West so it probably cost more than Lil’ Kim’s last face.
Seen above with the living and breathing Mattel Little Pretty Kitty toy named Lil’ Kim at the Yeezy season 3 show, Caitlyn Jenner has filed the latest lawsuit in the crash on PCH that left a woman dead. TMZ says that Caitlyn has filed a cross-complaint against Jessica Steindorff who was driving the Prius in front of her. If you’re like me, you probably know the details of this car crash better than you know the details of your own damn birth. But if you don’t, what happened was that Caitlyn’s SUV hit a white Lexus in front of her causing the car to shoot into the next lane where it was hit by an oncoming Hummer. The driver of the Lexus, Kim Howe, died. As Kim’s car went into the next lane, Caitlyn’s SUV hit the Prius that was in front of the Lexus.
Bill Murray is currently playing in the four-day Pebble Beach Pro-Am golf tournament, and I guess his caddy brought up Larger Than Life or something, because he was apparently in a real shit mood last night. So shitty, in fact, that he pulled a Sean Penn on a couple fans who tried to take his picture.
According to TMZ, Bill Murray’s phone drama happened on the rooftop lounge of a restaurant in Carmel, CA after he was done playing golf for the day. The owner of the restaurant claims there were a few fans who were sitting about ten feet away from Bill Murray and were trying to take his picture. And since it was night time, they had their flash on. This is when Bill grew tired of their bullshit, got up, grabbed their phones, and whipped them off the roof. The restaurant owner says Bill wasn’t drinking anything (uh huh), and he got out of there almost immediately after he released their phones into the air like doves at a wedding.
Not surprisingly, the cops showed up to deal with this mess, but Bill had already bailed. TMZ says police eventually tracked him down, and he’s agreed to pay for the damages to the phones. The phone owners have decided not to press any charges. Meanwhile, the owner of the restaurant has decided to ban people from taking pictures because he doesn’t want to deal with another Bill Murray moment.
Normally I wouldn’t advocate violence against phones, since they have given me so much (mobile reviews of local Taco Bells) and ask so little in return. But I cannot sanction such dark-sided evilness as taking a picture of someone with the flash on. Nobody looks good with the flash! Even Grace Kelly looks like Gollum with the flash on. So yeah, I feel you Bill Murray.