I still remember running home in 1992, age 12, to see Steve Isaacs run videos during the after school hours. This was Pre-TRL. Jeremy, Unforgiven, Smells like Teen Spirit, Hard to Handle...those were the big hits.
I was switching channels late last night and I stumbled upon the TRL finale. I wasn't shocked that the program was ending. But I was startled by how old John Norris looked. And that they allow him to host a show that is marketed to teens. They might as well bring Martha Quinn back to the studio to relate to the Gen Y kids. But I agree. MTV was selling the sizzle and not the steak!
@fuzzywhat: I worked directly across from MTV for a year and a half. When the windows stopped shaking from all the screaming tweens, it was a nice reminder that the workday would be over in a couple of hours.
Remember when Carson Daly and Tara Reid were engaged and all was right with the world, and you really wanted those two crazy kids to make it? Good times, the late '90s.
At least once a month, TRL scares the crap out of me by getting such a screamfest going that I am convinced Times Square is harboring a sniper and I am going to have to hide in my office while some kind of disaster movie scenario plays out below the Jumbotron.
I hope this means that MTV will be bringing back Ed Lover and (the other) Dr. Dre for Yo! MTV Raps as well as Alt Nation and Buzzkill. And Remote Control. And Head Bangers Ball.
I loved how they would spend 10 minutes setting up a 20 second segment of video that would result in the studio (and outside) audience screaming and complete pandemonium for 5 minutes after that. It definitely epitomized how strongly teenagers' whims shaped the musical genres of that time.
Has anyone seen Carson Daly lately? I mean, I know he's relegated to the stoner hour of nighttime talk, but does he have to look so drained of all life and joy?
I liked him much better when he started mocking pseudo-music celebrities by feigning interest in their twee musical worlds, and letting quite young girls hump his visage, before he smacked the more annoying ones away like so much hurled Victoria Secret's pear body spray in his direction.
I think TRL should end with a camera shot from inside the studio looking through the window at the crying fans. Then camera slowly pulls back until you can't hear or see the crowd anymore. Then muffled gunshots, and the windows faintly splatter with red as the fans simultaneously off themselves, a la Suicide Club.
I just want a soundtrack, really. I've said it before, and I'll say it again, I want a Frenchman to follow me around and play accordian music in the background. Music for my life.
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I will not miss that.
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I liked him much better when he started mocking pseudo-music celebrities by feigning interest in their twee musical worlds, and letting quite young girls hump his visage, before he smacked the more annoying ones away like so much hurled Victoria Secret's pear body spray in his direction.
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@overunderover: Maybe Video can kill the TRL fans? or vice versa?
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