Showing posts with label Mariah Carey. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mariah Carey. Show all posts

Friday, June 26, 2009

Album Cover

I designed a new album cover for myself. Yes, I know, I'm nuts. But whatever.

So I'm like singing all these cover songs, so I said to myself, "You know, James.."

"What?"

"What better name for an album full of covers than 'The Covers'?"

"You're right, James. What a genius!"

So here it is! It's made in the 'Andy Warhol' style, like how he famously did the pictures of Marilyn Monroe.

It's no Mariah cover, but it was the best I could do with what limited photoshop skills I had. Obviously the people working for Mariah knew what they were doing when they came up with the new cover for her new album:

She looks so fantastic. I wonder how many pounds they shaved off her. I can't wait for the new album!

Friday, June 19, 2009

The 'I Hate iPod' Poem

You slick, shiny, silvery gadget
I chose Classic over little Nano midget
I had dreams of what owning you would be
Fill you to the brim with Mariah Carey
Blinding light reflecting off your glossy screen
The 400 dollar price tag I couldn't see
Glorious fulfillment brought to my eye a tear
Dazed, I hand my card to the cashier
Receiving the package with trembling hands
I caught a glimpse of my first tryst with romance

But then I had problems with your family
Working with iTunes made us both very cranky
Why does it insist on 'sync' whenever i link
Made me lose videos faster than I can blink
It has the cheek to be so patronizing
When it doesn't even get the meaning of synchronizing
I press sync songs and it syncs videos
Makes me wish I spent the money on a stereo
And does it think it's too good for WMA
You can take your fancy format and shove it up your A

Soon your betrayal became apparent
You hate my guts, that much was evident
Hid my songs and videos away
All 400 videos I amassed till today
You tricked me into doing a total restore
If you were flesh you'd see some gore
Now everything I put in you, you'd reject
Makes me want to crush you like a stinking insect
Now I gotta take you to town to get you serviced
Better pray hard I don't give you a memorial service

Fuck you Apple. You ruined my life.
Better not let me see you when I have a sharp knife.


Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Obsessed with 'Obsessed'!

The new single for Mariah's new CD, Memoirs of an Imperfect Angel, has finally dropped! It's called Obsessed, and it's targeted at that loser Eminem's obsession with her.

The feud between the two of them started years back. Eminem made advances, was rejected (obviously Mariah would never sink as low as to date him), and he starts spreading slanderous remarks about her. Mariah has already written a song about him in the Charmbracelet album, called 'Clown', but obviously the subtlely of the message was lost on a mentally impaired person such as Eminem. He most recently called her 'cunt' and a 'fucking whore', among other colorful expletives in his song, 'Bagpipes from Baghdad' (a piece of trash which apparently serves no purpose other than to call her a cunt and a fucking whore).

Mariah chooses to respond in a much more dignified manner. She accurately diagnoised his mental illness with: 'You're delusional / Boy you're losing your mind" and "Got you all fired up with your Napoleon complex'. Mariah doesn't need to resort to swear words to make people notice her song, unlike less talented badboy-wannabes that need to insert words almost as vulgar as they look ever few lines just to garner attention.

Listen to the song here!





lyrics:
I was like, "Why are you so obsessed with me?"

So oh oh oh oh
So oh oh oh oh
So oh oh oh oh
So oh oh oh oh

Will the real MC please, step to the mike?

So oh oh oh oh
So oh oh oh oh
So oh oh oh oh
So oh oh oh oh

All up in the blogs
Saying we met at the bar
When I don't even know who you are
Saying we up in your house
Saying I'm up in your car
But you in LA and I'm out at Jermaine's.
I'm up in the A
You so so lame
and no one here even mentions your name
It must be the weed. It must be the E
Cause you be popping hood
You get it popping, Oh

Why you so obsessed with me (Boy I wanna know)
Lying that you're sexing me (when everybody knows)
It's clear that you're upset with me
Finally found a girl that you couldn't impress
Last man on the earth still couldn't hit this
You're delusional, you're delusional
Boy you're losing your mind
It's confusing yo, you're confused you know
Why you wasting your time
Got you all fired up with your Napoleon complex
Seeing right through you like you're bathing in Windex
Boy why you so obsessed with me?

You on your job
You hating hard
Ain't gon' feed you
I'm gonna let you starve
Gasping for air
I'm ventilation
You out of breath
Hope you ain't waiting
Telling the world how much you miss me
But we never were
So why you trippin'
You a mom and pop
I'm a corporation
I'm the press conference
and you a conversation

Why you so obsessed with me (Boy I wanna know)
Lying that you're sexing me (when everybody knows)
It's clear that you're upset with me
Finally found a girl that you couldn't impress
Last man on the earth still couldn't hit this
You're delusional, you're delusional
Boy you're losing your mind
It's confusing yo, you're confused you know
Why you wasting your time
Got you all fired up with your Napoleon complex
Seeing right through you like you're bathing in Windex
Boy why you so obsessed with me?

Why you so obsessed with me
Lying that you're sexing me
It's clear that you're upset with me
Finally found a girl that you couldn't impress
Last man on the earth still couldn't hit this
You're delusional, you're delusional
Boy you're losing your mind
It's confusing yo, you're confused you know
Why you wasting your time
Got you all fired up with y our napoleon complex
Seeing right through you like you're bathing in windex
Boy why you so obsessed with me?

Saturday, May 30, 2009

James becomes Mariah!

No, I didn't undergo some plastic surgery to look like Mariah Carey. What I did, in fact, was to draw out this ambigram (the ones you saw in Angels and Demons) that changes my name:

to the name of the superstar:

by simply flipping it around! Now that's amazing.