Tastemaker

So I'm watching Ellen yesterday, loving the Jeff Bridges interview, and then BAM, Jamie Foxx comes out and ruins my afternoon. I don't get it, folks, I just don't get it. I was literally cringing as i listened to Foxx, it was like listening to grandparents having phone sex, I mean I found his sexuality EMBARASSING.

It reminds me of the time I hung out with this aging rock band (whose name i will not drop), and the guitarist invited us into his hotel room while he was in his underwear, and I realized I was supposed to act impressed, but all i felt was ICKY because this was not the rock icon i remembered, this was an old guy in sweaty drawers.

I've been shuddering when I hear Foxx is singing ever since I heard "Unpredictable" with unforgettably bad lyrics like "instead of dinner and a movie, why don't i have you for dinner and we'll make a movie?" Then he's talking about how his daughter is 12 and he won't ever let her grow up. Ugh.