i used to hate her guts, because on the two occasions we met, she was so shady. first time was at the rock and roll hall of fame awards banquet in nyc. i was seated at elton john's table, he was being inducted that year. she was seated at a table with bruce springsteen and her then husband. when mariah saw me, she eagerly waved me over to her table. by the time i got there her enthusiasm had changed to coldness. she barely said hello. did i mistakenly assume she was waving at me? i think not. i felt like a fool, victimized by some high school practical joke. the next time i encountered lambykins was at a fashion show. we were seated one chair apart from each other and again, she acted as if i were smeared with dog shit. i thought to myself...fuck you...you high yellow bitch! fast forward many years later, i find myself in a mariah carey k-hole (a k-hole is blackout associated with the drug called special k or ketamine). i can't get enough of her. last night me and my friend watched her opening scene in SPITTER, over and over, again and again, howling. i've bought every album, remix and video she has ever put out. playing them constantly, even though it's starting to annoy the shit out of my loved ones. i don't know when it's going to stop. could this blog post be a cry for help?
Ru on his Mariah Carey obsession.
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