Granted, the search seemed doomed, as the entire angle of Michael Jackson’s celebrity was that there was only one of him. But now it is clear that by turning to men (and men-children), we were looking in the wrong place: the heir to Michael Jackson’s throne is none other than King B. Where soul-rooted pop star divas are concerned, Beyoncé is the greatest performer of her time. During last night’s Super Bowl halftime show, her status was on display and confirmed to those who didn’t know, those who haven’t been paying attention to the thrilling last decade of her career. Like Michael Jackson, Beyoncé seems to exist in a bullet time that the moral eye can’t fully absorb – she strobes energy, each staccato movement the seeming product of thousands of finely tuned micro-movements. Maybe most impressively, her voice maintains a studio quality despite her choreography’s athletic strain on her body and the abandon with which she approaches it.
Beyonce and Destiny’s Child perform during the Super Bowl XLVII Halftime Show
Neil deGrasse Tyson knows what’s up.
She is truly star stuff.
I’m not proud of the language, but I stand by the sentiment.
PERFECT QUEEN IS FLAWLESS.
Hate to be those guys closing the concert. ‘Cause I’m out.
Perfect Alicia Keys is perfect.
Was not emotionally prepared for the Sandy Hook Elementary chorus.
im in the business of business *sets down briefcase* lets talk some business *opens briefcase, hundreds of tiny briefcases fall out*