I have never been a Madonna fan. Never. But I’m beginning to have the feels for her now she’s entered her, what Michael calls, drunken lounge act era. How can I not? She’s basically laying across a piano, cracking jokes about her ex-husband with a comedy drum snare after every thing she says. She’s been in Australia this past week and something about being down under is making her brain work backwards the way toilets flush backwards in that part of the world. Three days ago she brought us the unholy mess that is the Tears of a Clown concert and a day after she went back to her regularly scheduled Rebel Heart show. But, of course, she had to open up and get REAL again.
Around the 3:10 mark she says “someone please fuck me.” That left me quite speechless, to be totally honest. She’s taken it there and for that I commend her. She has literally dressed up as a clown in one show AND asked someone to fuck her in another. She added, “I’m just kidding. I don’t have to ask for that,” and jokes about one of her crew shooting her dirty looks and saying “don’t reveal your private life to everybody.” It’s a little late for that. Just a little. Just a smidge. And join the club, that judge that told Madonna to shut it is waiting for any dirt you have.
The same crew guy also wasn’t a fan of her Clown’s Ass show in Melbourne and let her know afterward via text. She defends herself by saying she only had two days to prepare it. The number of “fucks” she drops during this hazy, booze soaked gibberish set also earns her points in the “I’m Still Young and Cool, MAN” competition. I hope Madonna stays like this forever because I finally find her entertaining. Mess on, Rocco’s Mom!