This week my eyes have been opened to just how many projects and young people are trying to be a part of the showbiz game.
Queen Bey has gone and outdone herself with her latest performance at the Grammys by gyrating against her hubby Jay-Z while wearing a thong leotard for a risqué rendition of Drunk In Love.
On the face of it, she would appear to have enjoyed revenge against the man who beat her on a dish served cool, collected and lucrative... except... this role model to millions of young impressionable girls has gone and taken Chris Brown back. What's a fan to do?
Is this the most exciting year for music, like, ever? Bowie's back, there's the Brits 2013 with its most eclectic line-up yet, and now Beyonce and Destiny's Child are reuniting. Now all we have to do is combine these three Bs and get them down to the Brits on 20 February.
Does Rihanna have a responsibility to stay angry? She didn't ask to be attacked, and she certainly hasn't encouraged the public to be outraged on her behalf. She has become an unwilling poster girl for domestic violence, an obligation thrust upon her because of her fame.
I've been up to my iBalls (sorry) in new technology this week. I decided to have a geeky update on gadgets at the Apple store and have spent the last few days trying to get the new gizmos plus my existing phones, laptops, TVs, desktops and tablets to all talk to each other.
They’re a funny thing, awards shows. I guess then, that if Glastonbury is the "Beatles of festivals" as CM once quipped, then the Grammys is pretty much the toppermost of the poppermost when it comes to awards shows - and hence the funniest of funny things.
Winning Best British Single at this year's Brit awards was a win for One Direction, but an even bigger one for Twitter. There is no denying What Make...
When Whitney met Bobby in 1989, the term power couple did not exist. If it did, a portmanteau would have been coined the moment they laid eyes on each other: Bitney? Bobnee? Brouston? Ominously, none of it works.