MTV Cribs: More Crap Instead of Music

I think the entire world has pretty much given up on finding music videos on MTV. That is probably why there are several different MTV channels now...as they fill up each one with lame-ass TV shows, they have to move the music somewhere...and that always appears to be the one new MTV channel that my cable company or dish provider hasn't added yet. So I watch TUBE. It is all music videos, all the time.

So today I am flipping through the channels on the off chance that a show that doesn't suck has somehow snuck it's way onto American TV without my noticing when I crossed the MTV threshhold (on my cable system MTV is about halfway between the first and last channels). Lo and behold I was treated to yet another vacuous rapper taking us on a tour of his home as part of an MTV Cribs episode.

It occured to me that I was spending part of my life watching a individual made semi-famous by an un-original, invalid, and pointless form of pseudo-music largely dominated by young males bragging about themselves bragging about himself and his home. It also occured to me that rappers are not interior decorators, and that on this show even rappers who have hit too recently to have collected any real wealth yet had basically the same homes and contents.

It makes me believe the rumors that this show is basically one big product placement and that the homes, the contents, and the cars in the driveway are simply rented specifically for the show, with the possible exception of tours through bona-fide stars homes such as Ozzy, Shaq, Sebastian Bach, etc...which the shows producers don't seem to find enough of so the resort to this weeks just-got-my-single-out-bee-yatch-rapper.

I don't care how many bottles of champagne, big-screen TVs, or Bentleys there are involved in these peoples homes, the idea of spending more than five minutes in them makes me want to vomit...I mean, are we really supposed to be impressed by a house full of crap that doesn't even look like a home? To me it is as if a Halloween haunted house crashed into a suburban shopping mall, and not in an awesome-Rob-Zombies'-house kind of way.

MTV Cribs = MTV Crap.