I wanna be a rock star

Last night I talked to Mrs. F, who used a great deal of our allotted phone time to tell me about Rock Star: INXS. She's hardly the first person to inform me I need to watch this show, but she is the only one who delivered an impassioned plea and made me promise to watch it after we got of the phone. So I did.

Now, I'm getting to it late in the game, so I don't know everything that's going on. Mrs. F was kind enough to tell me that she loves Jordis and hates JD with the fire of a thousand suns (My Sharona said that in an email today and I thought I'd steal it).

I am so hooked on this show already. Initial thoughts? Jordis and Mig are both total rock stars. I thought Mig was cheesy before he got onstage, but he blew me away. I liked Ty and Marty a lot, and think Marty is weirdly hot. The rest I was just kind of whatever about, except for Daphna who butchered Rock the Casbah and JD who murdered We are the Champions. I mean, I was physically in pain watching the two of them, although I dug Daphna's outfit.

I will be watching this show every Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday from now until the end. (Three days? Are you kidding me? That's practically a soap opera.) I'll also be salivating over Dave Navarro, who hereby joins Kid Rock and Tommy Lee on my list of dirty celebrities I'd like to fuck and then kick out of bed so I could go take a Lysol bath.