The Majak Mixtape - Dead Birds and the Dirty Ground

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Welcome to another stunning, flawless, amazing, preparing for the end of the world more fiercely than your favorite edition of the Majak Mixtape, where pop culture goes when its flight is delayed. Today, we're tackling the strange phenom of dead birds dropping to the ground faster than contestants on "The Biggest Loser" on a one mile hike. But before we get to that clusterfuck of doom if you believe everybody who posts comments on Yahoo! stories, which why wouldn't you believe said people, let us take a momentary break from getting the survival kit together and digging a hole for a bunker and do what we do best:



First up, in one of the greatest moments of "GO ON GIRL" since Bernadine set fire to her cheating husband's clothes in "Waiting to Exhale," Elizabeth Edwards got one final dig from beyond the grave at her notorious cheating husband John Edwards. For those of you who don't remember, John Edwards ran with Franken-candidate John Kerry for the White House back in 2004 and then made another bid for the Oval Office brass ring in during the 2007 primary season. During that bid, Edwards found himself lost in the shuffle as everybody was either Team!Clinton or Team!Obama but briefly found himself capturing the spotlight again when it was revealed that his wife Elizabeth Edwards was battling cancer again but that he would continue on with the campaign with her blessing.

Before the SIDE EYE could fully hit the fan on that whole thing, it came out that John Edwards had had an affair on his wife with a woman named Reille Hunter, a filmmaker who had been hired to film webisodes of Edwards on the campaign trail. COMMENCE WITH THE MEDIA FIRESTORM.

Somewhere tabloids suddenly believe in the Holy Spirit as only an act of God could come up with something as delicious of a campaign story as this as every day more and more tidbits came out, ending with John Edwards denying and then eventually having to own the fact that he had fathered a child after taking a DNA test.

Our politics really do need more crossovers with the Maury show. I mean, we're sure Edwards already had a response if it was proven he wasn't the baby's daddy:

Elizabeth Edwards recently passed away, and it's been revealed that she gave John one big middle finger from the grave. According to a report from ABC, Elizabeth Edwards has left all of her estate and possessions to her three kids.

AND NONE FOR JOHN EDWARDS. You may have gotten on our nerves throughout that whole Oprah episode where you refused to call Rielle Hunter by her name and seemed hellbent on martyrdom with that book you wrote, but we hear at the Mixtape have to give you a thumbs up for the move.

We give a thumbs down to Inside Edition for actually putting up a PDF of the will for folks to read.

In other political news, Alec Baldwin has expressed interest in running for office. When reached for comment, all Liz Lemon could say was:

According to a report on Huffington Post, Alec Baldwin was recently interviewed by CNN host/former prosecutor/former NY governor/hooker lover Elliot Spitzer on his show and explained his reasons why he'd want to run for office:

"I don't want to say this in an anti-elitist way, but we've had men who are Ivy League groomed running this country since 1988," Baldwin said. "We've had 22 years of Yale and Harvard running this country right now, and the problems aren't getting solved."

We love us some Alec Baldwin. We worship to an altar of his "30 Rock" alter ego Jack Donaghy, but we had to laugh A LOT when Alec Baldwin discussed how people from the Ivy League who have been running the country are out of touch with the middle class. Sure, we can go along with that. But really? Nothing says in touch with the middle class quite like a huge Hollywood celebrity. Whatever. We'd actually enjoy seeing Alec Baldwin in a political office just to see how long it would take him to call another person a thoughtless little pig like he notoriously did to his daughter. Can't wait to see somebody put THAT in a political attack ad against him.

And lastly the rapper T.I. has been moved to a Special Housing Unit due to breaking a rule while serving time. Did he shank another prisoner? No. Did he start his own thug posse of diaper men? Nope. Did he get a handjob from his wife Tiny while she made a visit? DING DING DING. We've got a winner.

According to an interview with TMZ, Tiny went to go see her hubby and decided to give him under the table loving, which violated prison policy. We're not quite sure what exactly is the tackier thing from all of this: the fact that Tiny thought it'd be a good idea to give her man some lower appendage loving when that could've been videotaped and leaked to the net for the world to see OR the fact that she probably wouldn't have even cared since she granted an interview with TMZ to talk about the whole matter.

And with that lovely goodness, we now move onto dealing with the potential end of the world!

The Majak Mixtape - I'll Cover You (Reprise)

How you doin' Mixtapers?! Welcome to another stunning, flawless, amazing, cover tunes by your favorite edition of the Majak Mixtape, where music soothes the savage celebrity scandal. Today, we're tackling some of our favorite cover tunes of late as who needs original songwriting when you can co-opt or flat out snatch the swagger off of somebody else.

But before we get to the plethora of tunes, it's time, as always, to:

Yesterday, we discussed ways to improve your body and being in the new year. Chef Gordon Ramsay is OBVIOUSLY not a follower of this blog as he recently appeared with David Beckham, looking like this:

Apparently nightmares aren't just a thing for the kitchen. The notoriously f-bomb happy chef, restaurateur and reality TV competition host has allegedly gone through facelift surgery as well as hair implants according to the ever reliable British tabloids like The Mirror. Whatever he has had done, which Ramsay has admitted in the past to having a touch-up here and there at the urging of that fine specimen of the male form Simon Cowell. Ignore him in the future Chef Ramsay. Let us be blunt. You're rich and famous and pretty much terrifying in your ability to eviscerate a person with swear words and references to them being some sort of farm animal. You don't need the surgery at all. What you need to do is to not listen to Simon Cowell. This is the man who threw his weight behind Lee Dewyze last season of "American Idol." Whatever shreds of taste he may or may not have crammed into one of those too-tight black V-necks is dubious under the best of conditions.

Speaking of nightmares, the woman who has been causing nightmares and headaches among her cast for the past season has decided to bid farewell. We are pre-mourning not being able to see her classiness on a weekly basis.

That's right, Camille "Pop, Lock, and Drop It" Grammer has decided to get the hell out of the Beverly Hills. Or not. According to contradictory reports in The Hollywood Reporter and People Magazine, either Camille has decided to jump ship or she's still weighing her options. We'd actually be surprised if Camille jumped the "Real Housewives of Beverly Hills" series after just one season. Though being on the cover of "Life and Style Magazine" with the completely self-esteem boosting title of "America's Most Hated Housewife," we wouldn't be surprised if a normal person decided to throw in the towel and quit. But people on these "Real Housewives" shows are not even people at some points but fame-obsessed robots programmed by the devilish mind of Andy Cohen. So honestly, we're expecting Camille to come around for another season if only to try to win herself a less villainous edit. If she does, we'll always have these amazing gifs of her, out and about in the world.

And from somebody we love to hate to somebody we love to love, James Franco continues to be awesome in ways your favorite couldn't be.

The "127 Hours" star and future Oscars host recently sat down with Entertainment Weekly to discuss his careers. And as these things usually do in interviews, conversation swerved to Mr. Franco's sexuality. Given his roles in "Howl," "Milk" and "The Broken Tower," people have long speculated about where he fell on the gay/straight spectrum. And there were those drag photos he did too for Candy Magazine, where he either looked like a fierce woman or an ugly member of Human League. It really could go either way.

Speaking of going either way, Franco addressed rumors about his sexuality because of the roles he take in a smart manner, saying to Entertainment Weekly (or just EW to us because of the magazine's "Twilight" obsession):

"I’ve played a gay man who’s living in the ’60s and ’70s, a gay man who we depicted in the ‘50s, and one being in the ‘20s. And those were all periods when to be gay, at least being gay in public, was much more difficult. Part of what I’m interested in is how these people who were living anti-normative lifestyles contended with opposition. Or, you know what, maybe I’m just gay.”

We love that Franco isn't getting his hemp boxers all in a bunch about the situation, going as far as hilariously spoofing the speculation about himself in an episode of 30 Rock last season where he needed the character Jenna Maroney  to be his beard to cover up his illicit relationship with a Japanese pillow. Aw, Japanese pillow love, a love infinitely more believable than anything that has come out of the Kardashian household.

And with that, consider the tea to be spilled. Let us get our covers on! And we're not talking about those freakin' snuggies either.

The Majak Mixtape - Mixtape Your Ass Off

Hey Mixtapers hey! We're back for another stunning, flawless, amazing, up in the gym working on our fitness better than your favorite editon of the Majak Mixtape, where we make life better one track at a time.

It's that time of the year. You indulged in too many servings of egg nog, mimosas, peanut cookies with the Hershey kisses and now find yourself bursting at the seams of your wool sweater. Your ability to have any restraint when it comes to comfort food, along with your ability to look down and see your toes, has gone into hibernation like Yogi Bear. And while we're in the midst of the deep freeze that is January, you know at some point you are not going to be able to hide behind that hoodie forever when spring comes, and it's t-shirt weather yet again.

But before you start running to the Internet to find if there are still places that still will sell and ship fen-phen (because what's a little heart valve problem when you can be skinny? Right? Maybe? GET HELP), we here at the Mixtape are going to help you and your jiggles out with some tunes and work out routines to put the bass, not the flab, back into your walk.

Before we get into the routine, let us stretch and . . .

In a blow to all lovers of completely posed candid shots of love, Taylor Swift and Jake Gyllenhaal are dunzo according to People Magazine Online. The duo starting dating back in October to pretty much the surprise of the entire universe due, in probably no small part, their 9-year-age difference which doesn't even quite grasp the maturity gulf between the two as anyone who has ever had the misfortune of picking up a Taylor Swift album can attest to.

Anyway, as soon as the couple got together, they became a fixture in the gossip rags, JUST IN TIME for both the public relations blitz of Swift's album "Speak Now" as well as Jake Gyllenhaal's "Love and Other Drugs." We're pretty sure T-Swift and her loyal fan base of people who enjoy umpteenth number of songs about things either being or not being a fairy tale didn't need it, but Jake Gyllenhaal's film, which was cursed with both a bland-tastic promo as well the stink of failure as buzz mainly focused on Anne Hathaway repeatedly showing her chicken cutlets in picture, needed some press. We would NEVER imply a relationship existed merely to better the P.R. of the two people involved. Actually, we're terribly heartbroken over all the missed Taylor Swift/Jake Gyllenhaal and Selena Gomez/Justin Biebers double dates that would've been.

In other news, rapper Gucci Mane has lost his mind. Or found a way to work the legal system. It all depends on your way of looking at it. Anyway, the designer-named rapper, according to a report from TMZ, filed a "Special Plea of Mental Incompetency" because he couldn't "intelligently participate in the probation revocation hearing." The intrinsically suspect idea of Gucci Mane being able to intelligently participate in anything aside, the court decided to order the "Spotlight" rapper into custody pending an evaluation of his mental state.

Speaking of rappers getting locked up, in other report from that great news provider that is TMZ, rapper Wacka Flocka has surrendered to police to face a multitude of charges including:

-- Possession of marijuana less than 1 ounce

-- Possession of firearm by convicted felon

-- Possession of hydrocodone

-- Possession of a firearm during the commission of a felony

-- Violation of probation for driving on a suspended license

-- Violating Georgia's "Criminal Street Gang and Terror Prevention Act"

Back in December, Wacka Flocka's home was raided by the police. We don't really care that much about the rapper and what happens to him. We just really got a mild kick out of repeatedly typing the name "Wacka Flocka" in this post.

Let's keep this arrest things rolling as former talk show host turn infomercial pitchman Montell Williams was cited for possessing drug paraphernalia while at an airport in Milwaukee according to CNN.

Maury Povich would never.

And finally, Oscar winner and Queen of Comedy Mo'Nique will be announcing this year's Oscar nominations this year according to USA Today on January 25. Skinny bitches, you've been warned.

Now let's get get get the fitness on. Tom Hardy insists on it.

The Majak Mixtape - New Tunes Tuesday

What is the what what everybody?! Welcome to yet another stunning, flawless, amazing, dropping albums better than your favorite edition of the Majak Mixtape, where we believe every time a pop culture moment gets a mix, a DJ gets his or her wings. Before we tackle new videos from Kanye West and Enrique Iglesias, album news from Lady GaGa and a plethora of new music announcements from No Doubt and Jazmine Sullivan, let us first:

Up first, to the dismay of all unpublished authors everywhere, "Jersey Shore" star Snooki and her book "A Shore Thing" comes out this week and god bless the NY Post for publishing some hilarious excerpts from it. The greatest one being:

"Gia danced around a little, shaking her peaches for show. She shook it hard. Too hard. In the middle of a shimmy, her stomach cramped. A fart slipped out. A loud one. And stinky."

We don't know what is sadder: the fact that Ms. Snooki got a book deal or somewhere there is an Ivy League English major grad who spent hours trying to capture Snooki's "artistic vision" as a ghostwriter for her.

In other bits of gossip, our favorite bad press princess Lindsay Lohan is free and already making questionable life decisions according to reports. In the latest edition of Us Magazine, it's being claimed that Lohan is interested in moving next door to her ex-girlfriend and frequent Twitter-sparring partnet DJ Samantha Ronson.

Let us start the betting pool as to when Lohan will be out at the club, declaring that she just wants to go out and hang out with friends and she's ONLY drinking a Red Bull while Dina Lohan rides the hell out of her coattails, we mean, STAUNCHLY DEFENDS HER DAUGHTER AGAINST THE LYING PRESS.

And to the surprise of pretty much no one, Selena Gomez allegedly dating teen superstar Justin Bieber has caused some of his already cray cray fan base to find new and intricate ways to show they have no lives according to a report from Entertainment Tonight Online. The 18-year-old "The Wizards of Waverly Place" star was recently snapped by the photogs getting close to the 16-year-old popstar because there is nothing inherently creepy about celeb photos following around teenagers, waiting for them to make out. Anyway, as soon as those photos hit the Internet, apparently some Justin Bieber fans took to Selena's Twitter with one fan writing the ridiculous statement:

"@SelenaGomez, [I] swore [to] my mom that if you broke [his] heart revenge will be great, I promise ... and I'm not alone in this ... be careful."

Ugh. LOOK AT YOUR LIFE. LOOK AT YOUR CHOICES. You're on Twitter threatening a celeb you don't know over a guy in three years, when you're all angsty and listening to the back catalogue of Kate Bush, you'll pretend you never liked to begin with.

COME ON NOW.

The Majak Mixtape - Come at Us 2011

What is the what what, y'all. Welcome to another stunning, flawless, amazing, starting the new year off better than your stank favorite edition of the "Majak Mixtape," where pop culture comes to get its soundtrack.

Oh New Year's Eve, that time of year where spending 12 hours in a bar is not considered a cry for help but just being really committed to the holiday. Here at the Majak Mixtape, we came, we saw, we popped some bottles in honor of saying GTFO out to 2010

and HOW YOU DOIN' to 2011.

Being out in the bars, we missed most of the TV celebrations of ringing in the New Year but caught up with them through the magic of Hulu. And lord, what a bunch of basic-ass ways to ring in the New Year there were. You had the Fox Network and the human turn-and-pivot wax figure that is Nancy O'Dell pretending that the presence of David Archuleta would draw people in while NBC inexplicably still allowed Carson Daly to host anything. Over on ABC, Jenny McCarthy must have bribed a whole lot of people in order to get herself a hosting gig along with Is-There-Any-Job-He-Will-Turn-Down Ryan Seacrest for Dick Clark's Rockin New Year's Eve. Over on CNN, Kathy Griffin managed to make it into 2011 without telling a heckler she doesn't go to their job and slap the dicks of their mouth, which is sort of disappointing. And over on Bravo, himbo extraordinaire Andy Cohen made out with one of Real Housewives of Orange County, further cementing his homosexuality in the process.