Rock and Roll Hall of Fame

Indeed, it was quite the evening last night.  My tardy weave zipped uptown to pick up Ms. Nicola to have a gorgeous dinner at Koi.  Nothing like some raw tuna in your mouth to start an evening.  Fish breath is so hot right now.  Our meal was lovely, until it was interrupted by two whorish sluts next to us who decided to start making out.  I suspect that these two dim lights were indeed not carpet munchers, but trying to bone up the limp lame investment banker douchebags surrounding us.  This isn't college, sluts.

Onto the main event, we jammed up to the Waldorf Astoria for the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Induction Ceremony.  What's the best way to describe the crowd?  Geriatric.  Droves of old money and shriveled penises filled the ballroom, accompanied by slutty "young" 55 year old companions in too tight dresses and the most insane face lifts ever seen.   

We meandered around during the inductions of The Ventures and Leonard Cohen.  I think I'd rather deepthroat a cactus than listen to those speeches again.  

Then all of a sudden, the big moment was upon us.  A montage of Ms. Madonna's career played to the screaming woops of random old mo's and their accompanying hags, followed by the arrival of Mr. Justin Timberlake.  He rambled on about who knows what for 10 minutes, making loads of dirty sexual puns such as how he was excited to "induct her" and how she was about to "enter the hall".  Even better were the digs at Britney including statements like, "There have been plenty of Madonna wannabes...I've dated some of them" and stories of how he felt at the VMA's when watching Madonna make out with Crazy.  Oh snap!  

And finally, the announcement and arrival of Madonna herself!  All I can say is Diva is back!  The fake British accent was gone, the pretentious Helen Mirren wannabe demeanor was out the window...Madonna circa 1990 was back!  She cursed up a storm, calling people in the audience "You mother fuckers".  At one point, she made an inadvertent sexual pun, which the audience took out their teeth to laugh at.  When she noticed it was because of Justin's previous innuendos, she turned around and called him "little fucker" under her breath.  Heaven!  She also talked about how she got her start in the business and one night in a night club, she passed along her demo to someone (who eventually would make a big impact in her career), then took some E and danced the night away.  Loves!

Anywho, it was amazing to hear her talk about her career so candidly and thank all the people who have helped her along the way.  The speech was followed by a frightening performance and tribute by Iggy Pop who sang "I'm Burning Up" and "Ray of Light".  What exactly is wrong with Miss. Iggy?  Perhaps one too many lines of coke has permanently damaged all of his brain cells.  It's unclear.

A big shout out goes to Miss. M for hooking my weave up and making this night possible.  100 bottles of Prosecco at Soho House are coming your way, my love.