Showing posts with label King Khan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label King Khan. Show all posts

Saturday, July 10, 2010

King Khan Does It Again

No, he didn't show Lindsay Lohan his ass again, but he made the news... for having been mistread by the Sydney Opera House and ranting and raving about it almost incoherently afterwards.

The lucky son of a bitch got to hang out with Lou Reed and Laurie Anderson, as well as the manager of the Blind Boys Of Alabama, who apparently would be interested in having Khan produce and record their next album.

In all the excitement, Khan and bandmate BBQ decided to disband their King Khan & BBQ Show project (see a video of theirs here) and have cancelled all remaining dates. It seems like over-reaction to me. The news was just too bizarre to pass up.

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Video Of The Week: The King Khan And BBQ Show

In honour of his showing Lindsay Lohan his behind at Cannes, this week's Video Of The Week features none other than King Khan, for the video ''Why Don't You Lie'', from his The King Khan And BBQ Show project (seemingly every year, he's in another, new ''King Khan & something'' band).

The King's real name is Arish A. Khan, of Indian descent but born and raised in Montréal. He now resides in Germany with his wife and two kids, and his projects garner much attention in Europe. Well, perhaps not as much as his stunt with Lohan, which got him on TMZ, Perez Hilton and Vice...

This song is a throwback to slow 50s love songs, while the video just pokes fun at indie films, homophobia, Berlin and German history.

Turn your brain off and enjoy. The link to see it on YouTube directly is here.



Sunday, May 23, 2010

King Khan Shows Lindsay Lohan His Bum

After a post about girls who wear (skimpy) clothes, here's another one about Montrealers who like to, uh, dress down: (musician) King Khan, pulling his pants down and putting his ass in Lindsay Lohan's face, at Cannes. Yes, King Khan is at Cannes; seems fitting, somehow, even if only phonetically.

The story was originally posted on the French blog Jalouse, but Vice (a former Montreal arts-and-community paper turned NYC/London hipster bible) worked hard and gathered all the evidence under the same roof - which was probably on fire, yet I doubt they let the ''motherfucker'' proverbially ''burn'', which could be a shame, I'm not sure yet.

Here are a couple of highlights; credit goes to Vice for stealing them from Jalouse, I guess. Is a man's behind safe for work? Who knows, who cares: if you're reading this, you're already in the wrong for not working. Enjoy.