50th Annual GRAMMY Awards

4th Annual Black Eyed Peas Peapod Foundation Benefit Concert

natasha @ the concert

4th Annual Black Eyed Peas Peapod Foundation Benefit Concert

Madonna and Gucci Host "A Night to Benefit Raising Malawi and UNICEF" -

shawthy got low low low low! thats a pic of madonna and gwyneth paltrow get dirty on the floor ya ll

justin and jessica biel breaks up

justin and his "not so long time" gal pal" just broke up.

REAKWON SLAMS JAY-Z AND KANYE WEST

Rap superstars Kanye West and Jay-Z have lost touch with their original fanbase, according to Wu-Tang clan star Raekwon.
Raekwon claims they are missing out on a whole generation of hip-hop enthusiasts, because their wealth and success has alienated them from ordinary people.
He says, "A lot of street people don't put stock in them anymore because they aren't doing enough to excite anyone. (They should) Come back to the hood and drop $100,000."

heath ledger passes away

This article from The New York Times published just two months ago shed a new light on the untimely death of Heath Ledger:
“I stressed out a little too much,” Mr. Ledger said.
He tends to do that. He is here in London filming the latest episode of the “Batman”franchise, “The Dark Knight.” (Mr. Bale, as it happens, plays Batman; Mr. Ledger plays the Joker.) It is a physically and mentally draining role — his Joker is a “psychopathic, mass-murdering, schizophrenic clown with zero empathy” he said cheerfully — and, as often happens when he throws himself into a part, he is not sleeping much.
“Last week I probably slept an average of two hours a night,” he said. “I couldn’t stop thinking. My body was exhausted, and my mind was still going.” One night he took an Ambien, which failed to work. He took a second one and fell into a stupor, only to wake up an hour later, his mind still racing.
Even as he spoke, Mr. Ledger was hard-pressed to keep still. He got up and poured more coffee. He stepped outside into the courtyard and smoked a cigarette. He shook his hair out from under its hood, put a rubber band around it, took out the rubber band, put on a hat, took off the hat, put the hood back up. He went outside and had another cigarette. Polite and charming, he nonetheless gave off the sense that the last thing he wanted to do was delve deep into himself for public consumption. “It can be a little distressing to have to overintellectualize yourself,” is how he put it, a little apologetically.