I lost all respect for Billy Corgan and it’s not because he dresses like a Sprocket and turns halogen bulbs into crucifixes. I lost it after reading love poems he wrote via email to a chick I was friends with in Chicago. I vividly remember looking at her email account over her shoulder at work as she clicked on a few different electronic love letters.
I don’t want my rock stars writing sappy emails to random girls they meet on the street in Chicago no matter how attractive they are. It’s desperate. You don’t see Bret Michaels pulling that move, do you? To this day, my friend keeps Billy’s emails tucked away in a little folder in her Hotmail account.
Billy somehow recovered from her rejection and The Smashing Pumpkins just premiered the video for their latest single “G.L.O.W.” yesterday. The video features some frosted cupcakes and hot ass, but it’s still not enough to overcome the trite, ultra-cheesy song.
It begs the question – Are the Smashing Pumpkins finished for good?
