For lack of better things to discuss…

Making of the Band 3 is such a terrible show. I don’t even know how MTV could even bother to bring back a third installment of the program considering how the bands that were created ended up faring.

Let’s recap:

Making of the Band 1 was managed by Lou Perlman, the “genious” brainchild behind both Backstreet Boys and N’Sync. In an effort to ride the wave that he essentially created, he comes up with O-Town.

Who?

Yeah, that’s what I thought.

Making of the Band 2 enlisted Puff Daddy as the new manager of his band. He chose to create the antithesis of a boy band: a rap ensemble with a cast of characters that represented all stereotypes of the hip-hop lifestyle. These people were gangstas, and rapped about the hard knock lives they had suffered growing up in the projects. The band was aptly named Da Band.

(Gee, I wonder what inspired that spark of creativity.)

And while you may think it’s because you’re unhip that you’ve never heard of them, Puff Daddy actually ended up disbanding Da Band (haha, get it?) because they just didn’t appreciate the silver platter he had served them with.

(However, I personally think it was just a publicity stunt. Most of the artists from Da Band are still currently signed with Bad Boy, and working on solo projects.)

Now it’s Making of the Band 3, and Puff Daddy is back with a new project. I originally thought that the third part of this never-ending saga would focus on the two members of Da Band that Puff Daddy did keep: Babs and Ness. He announced that he was planning on making them the “Bonnie and Clyde” of the hip-hop world. But aside from seeing them in Mase’s video “Welcome Back,” I don’t think they’re much closer to conquering the rap industry than they were when they were living at home.

Now Puffy wants to create an all-girl group, and he’s already started making cuts from his auditionees. It is a doomed project for various reasons, but in terms of programming this truly is a heinous show to watch.

The girls can sing, but if Puffy is intending on making his group visually appealing, then he should fire the subordinants he hired to pick his girls. Most of them are overweight, and enough of them can’t dance. Puffy himself wasn’t pleased with any of the girls he saw, but was forced to give them a chance because, well, he’s under a contract with MTV.

The girls are just whiny and annoying to watch. They cry and bicker and everything is all about “me, me, me.” And there appears to be a need for common sense, especially when one of the girls (the only Asian girl, for that matter) openly admitted to using the group to jumpstart her solo career.

Hello? Remember Misty from Making of the Band 2? Her desire for a solo career is what got her ass booted from the show.

My predictions for this band are that they will follow in the footsteps of the bands before them: meaning, they’ll go nowhere. And I have proof to backup this hypothesis:

It’s Dream! Puff Daddy’s first girl group that he complied when the boy band/Britney Spears phase was hot and heavy. They had 2 songs that were played on the radio, and then poof! It really was all a dream, girls!

Bottom line: You can make a hot band just as easily as you can fall in love on television. It’s just not happening. The industry won’t consider it a bonafide group, and neither will the music-loving public. It’s only fun to watch shows like Making of the Band and American Idol for the cuts. Plain and simple. After that, expect to see the winners on Surreal Life.

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  1. WOW about your post and that was fun to take a look at and I really give up on MTV and starting using yahoo music videos and I enjoy going around the world on yahoo web and checking out other music and really tv is good but it has so many down side ,,, I just give up on tv and have not watch tv for last four years now.Oh sorry I forget,,, I’m so bad ,,, Howdy to you and how are your cats doing,,, Did you give in and get them their cat food,,,, hehehe :p~Leo stop by to see u

  2. You shouldve discussed the horrors of the Ashlee Simpson Show.  I hate her PR ppl for spinning her like shes such wonderful artist and how everyone adores her. Blah MTV sucks…

  3. Whom I’d like to meet:
    People who are real. People who don’t fake being somebody to impress the world. People who aren’t judgemental of how others look, act, feel, and choose to conduct their lives. People who aren’t so closed-minded and dismissive that any ideas outside of the realm of their own reality is rubbish and wrong. People who listen to more than the words that come out of someone’s mouth. Empathetic people. People who see more than what their eyes show them. People who can say what’s on their mind without telling everybody else that they’re wrong. People who persue what they’re passionate for because its what they want to do. People who understand and realize that they’re not the greatest thing that’s ever been or ever will be. People who understand and realize that they’re not the worst thing that’s ever been or ever will be. People who know how to have fun. People who don’t criticize people for being one way and then turning around and doing it themselves. People who can shut the fuck up sometimes. People who don’t try to change everyone they come into contact with because they’re so self-righteous or self-loathing that they’d feel more comfortable if everybody was how they are. People who don’t hate other people for stupid reasons (like doing drugs or not going to church). People who ask questions instead of accepting what they hear as the truth. Black people. Asian people. Indian people. Filipino people. African people. Australian people. Russian people. German people. French people. Spanish people. Mexican people. Venezualan people. Jamaican people. High people, sober people, fucked up people, and normal people. Insane people, and sane people, although society deems what is or isn’t “normal” and “sane”. Skinny people. Fat people. Tall people. Short people. Gay people. Straight people. Bat boys. Cat women. And everybody else. I don’t discriminate. Everybody’s welcome!!

  4. Sperm-drench’d balls of flesh Floating in a fevered mire Of thought. The flotsam of a nightmare.A pool of fright Surrounded by jungles of doubt. The darkness of lust The brightness of destructionThe vomitus of a crazed mind Driven to the edge

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