Making the Band Finale…AKA the Diddy, Diddy, Diddy…oh and did I say Diddy? show

I don’t know if there’s even a fine line that Diddy walks between confidence and arrogance.  Frankly, it’s not my cup of tea but I watch the show every week anyway.  However, in the finale, I can’t tell if he’s promoting himself as his self, himself as a brand, or the bands he’s created…in that order.  Danity Kane is good, Menstrual Cycle…I mean Day 26 (hee-hee!) is decent, and Donnie has potential…maybe even more than everyone else, but I’m still not chompin’ at the bit to buy any of their albums.  I even have that Barnes and Noble 40% off all cds through Sunday coupon and I’m still not willing to spend $5.99 on any of them.

Ugggh!  Just writing this post is boring me.  If anybody cares about this past season or show or Diddy feel free to say something, or not.  I really don’t care.  We’ll see how their ticket sales go since Diddy believes he has created an adult version of the Hannah Montana phenom.  Ya right, and my real name is Affrodite.

Holla!

p.s.  Wait!  I did find something that was interesting.  Seven!  My word, what a piece of work he is!  They need more of him around.  Oh, and what was up with the house nanny or whatever the hell the stereotypical gay pageant coach was called (hmmm…me thinks they called him a den mother)?  He was barely on the season.  Diddy needs to give that up.  There’s no replacing Bentley.  He was a queen!