Sunday, July 15, 2007

Prurient Clusterfuck Galore


So, if you've never seen a reality television show before, let me be the one to tell you: the lower, the more outrageous, the more ridiculous, the better. The new rage in reality shows is gameshow-esque programs designed to find a significant other for a celebrity, idiot, rockstar, or reality gameshow winner. This is like The Dating Game, except done over the course of a season rather than during an episode. In addition to shows like The Bachelor and Joe Millionaire, examples include Flavor of Love and I Love New York. We have discovered a shamefully delightful trainwreck of a reality show - the newest in this same series, as a matter of fact. I think it might be my new favorite.


The show is called Rock of Love with Bret Michaels. If you're not familiar, let me enlighten you: Bret Michaels is the singer of the '80's hair band Poison. As it turns out, they never broke up; they've just been on tour all this time. He also has another band. He also has two young daughters. He wants to find a girl who can understand him, a woman who's cool with his rock-and-roll lifestyle, somebody he can settle down with.