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HopelesslyIrresponsible

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Michael has a very scary stalker...

28 April 2011 - 09:33 AM

And it's me. Michael, your furniture looks great from the lawn. Are those granite countertops? I don't know if any of you are aware of this, but apparently, Michael is being stalked by a velociraptor. See? Even the dinosaurs love him!

http://bubleraptor.tumblr.com/

Good luck, Michael. Please be safe.

Recipe for Michael?

18 March 2011 - 04:41 AM

This is what happens when I'm sick and bored. If there were a recipe for Michael Bublé, I think it would include...

  • 1 dozen chocolate chip cookies
  • 2 fluffy pillows
  • 2 cups maple syrup
  • 10 lbs. pure gold
  • 1 Nordstrom outlet
  • 6 buckets of love
  • 2 1/2 cups tabasco sauce
  • 1 Dungeons and Dragons board game
  • 4 kittens
  • Sunshine (Add as much as you want.)

What do you think?

Michael Bublé is dangerous.

22 February 2011 - 06:42 AM

Michael just might be too amazing. I don't even know how it's possible, as scientists have determined that this defies all laws of physics and time and simply cannot be done, but somehow, he just gets better and better with each new release. That's bound to create some kind of disturbance in the balance of the universe or rip in time. Maybe a portal to another dimension? But The Best is Yet to Come. Every time you think "Michael DID IT this time. I am going to DIE if he gets any better," he does it AGAIN. (And you just might.)

The Bermuda Triangle, global warming, the recent solar flares...Coincidence? I think not. I see what you did there, Michael.

It is a well known fact that Michael Bublé's music is made out of concentrated passion, charisma, raw emotion, and absolute love; a beautiful, yet potentially catastrophic combination that is simply too good to be true. Incredibly, scientists believe that the incomprehensibly huge amount of these ingredients Michael's music contains, combined with the pure beauty that is Michael himself, is so immense, could potentially perpetuate itself into pure energy powerful enough to shake the universe to its core. Multiplying this power exponentially with each release could eventually put an end to the universe all together, and Mr. Bublé just seems to love playing with it.

The cosmos may be in danger.

Whenever Michael's next album comes out, if you haven't already, brace yourself. Stock up on food and water, build an undergound bunker, buy a dog, do Whatever it Takes, because as recent equations and graphs prove, this album will have the power to possibly destroy entire solar systems with its beauty and magnificence, and the album following it will be even more powerful than its predecessor. This could be it.

Lu...please be safe.

Funny/little-known Michael facts?

09 February 2011 - 03:05 PM

Anyone have any interesting bits of information about Michael that most people wouldn't know? Ever since he told me that he loves to crochet and care for bonsai trees in my dream last night (Who knows? It could be true!), I've been a little curious about what he likes to do. XD

Dear America, OPEN YOUR EYES!! (Or ears, for that matter.)

05 February 2011 - 01:17 PM


Michael recieved two nominations for this year's Grammy Awards and that's FANTASTIC! I wish him all the best.

But wait a minute...

Eminem was nominated ten times.

Again...

Michael Bublé, the man with the golden voice and unbelievable band - 2

...Eminem - 10

...Excuse me? Really, America? That's what you want? Sorry for ranting, but that makes absolutely no sense to me. And it's not just about Eminem. All of that auto-tune, computerized beats, mixing, unnecessary profanity, and Rihanna (need I say more), over one of the few real artists left in this world? One of the few real artists who truly love, write, and perform real music? I'll admit, occasionally, I'll turn on some Lady Gaga or Ke$ha when I want to party, but Michael Bublé is a magician. How does (most of) America not see that? He gives me that little glimmer of hope that music isn't completely dead.

I'm 19 years-old and I feel completely ripped off. Once I can finally truly appreciate real music for what it really is, I notice that my generation doesn't have any. Sure, music is always evolving and changing, but really. The '50s and '60s had the likes of Frank Sinatra, Bobby Darin, Ray Charles, and The Beatles, the '70s and '80s had Stevie Wonder, Earth, Wind & Fire, Aerosmith, and Michael Jackson, the '90s had Whitney Houston, No Doubt, TLC, and Mariah Carey, and what do you hear on the radio today? What's everyone ranting and raving over today? Eminem? The Black Eyed Peas? Rihanna? A plethora of Michael Jackson rip-offs? Lil' Wayne? Don't get me wrong, there are still some good ones out there, (Lauren Pritchard, Maxwell, Maroon 5, Paramore, Robin Thicke, Mary J. Blige, Lily Allen, Alicia Keys, to name a few) but come on. To (roughly) quote Michael when talking about pop music today, "In fifty years, will people really give a s***? No, really, grandpa. My humps. My humps. My lovely lady lumps."

Somehow, over ten years of hard work, of course, along with true, passionate music you can feel in your soul, heart-melting vocals, overflowing charisma, and real, live instrumentals that don't come from a computer, that can only be described as ridiculous, just isn't good enough. America would much rather hear the same fake, mixed, auto tuned song done over and over again, just with different "voices" plastered over top of it. Oh, and apparently, because your voice isn't all distorted and robotic-sounding and because you don't sing about nothing but sex and money and alcohol and violence and you don't have half-naked women crawling all over the place in your music videos, you're just boring. That's just the way it is. It's not your fault, Michael.

Of course, you can't compare real music to something completely artificial and manufactured, but...The standard of excellence.......It's just so obvious that Michael Bublé is, was, and forever will be exponentially better than Eminem...or any rapper. I'd take Michael with laryngitis, the flu, and half a lung, accompanied a bunch of toddlers chewing on instruments over Eminem, Rihanna, Lil' Wayne, or whoever, whining about sex or how they "gets money" or cough syrup any day.

So, it's okay, Michael. America just doesn't understand. Apparently, sorry excuses for "songs" like "Love the Way You Lie" and "Baby" and "Whip My Hair" and "Party in the USA" and "Best I Ever Had" are the cream of the crop of modern American music. (Sure, Michael isn't American, but neither is Justin Beiber. Really? Come on.) Apparently, pressing a few buttons on a control panel and singing into a magical microphone that makes you sound like a robot will yield you a better "song" than any real, competent, talented musician could ever dream of working hard to create. So, keep doing what you're doing, Michael. Keep conquering the rest of the world and maybe one day, America will come around and realize just how beautiful your gift is.