I’ve been an MTV Music Awards whore since it’s conception. It’s always been this grand event with red carpets, over the top firework flying performances, and post party coverage madness. I have two theories about the wreck of an award show that happened last night. A) They cut the MTV Awards budget, thus had to stick all these hot acts in hotel rooms to perform. Which was very very weird that award winning Rhianna performed next to bed in a suite with a bunch of drunks squashed around her, but anyway. B)They are 100% pushing MTV.Com and hoping to get more clips and mashups to help populate MTV.Com and create more viral content. Which would make sense considering this is the only instance in the coarse of the MTV Music Awards that they aren’t re-running the awards show. Instead you have to go to MTV.com, where you can view the show on demand whenever you want. I commend MTV for embracing the internet and trying to direct their efforts into the online realm because obviously their traditional methods have only dropped the award show ratings in the last year. Reality is – that show hasn’t been really hot since Chris Rock.

But I digress from the real purpose of this blog. Although the award show as a whole simulated the sinking of the Titanic – there were many highlights that tickled my fancies.

CHRIS BROWN – You have my heart. This kid is not only a great singer, but an amazing entertainer overall. Rhianna coming out with Umbrella and Chris topping the performance off with his Michael Jackson moment. Hot.

The Mashups in the hotel suites pretty intense and awesome. Too bad they only showed us half ass clips and lame loaded “V.I.P” (Very Insignificant Placeholders) smashed all around them in a small suite. I mean Rhianna and Fall Out Boy deserve to perform on a fat ass stage. Kanye and Soulja Boy. JT, Timberland and 50! Come on! Those performances deserve more then being a you tube short wam bam thank you mam clip.

And Yes – Last but not least. Brittany Spears. Morseo then being instantly perplexed by the lackluster performance, I felt somewhat bad for her and the path her career has dwindled to. I mean – Hello Manager! Hello Label! Hello Someone on the B Spears Team. Who told her okay, you’re ready to perform on the VMAs looking, dancing, and non-singing like Jabba the Hut! Milli Vanilli you’ve met your match. But again – She’s been bashed enough.. so I’ll leave off on this note – I liked the boots you were wearing.