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Sunday, February 26, 2006

If You're A Fan Of Daniel Bedingfield, This Will Be Painful

We get so many magazines coming to the house D'Luv, that I've made up my mind to let most of my subscriptions run out without renewing this year. Why? Well, mostly because three months will go by and I'll realize I haven't read any of the ever-growing stack collecting dust over in the corner of the living room. That said, this morning I decided to catch up on reading them, and found this hilarious bit while scanning through the cover feature on Heath Ledger in the January issue of GQ. The writer and Heath are sitting in a New York coffee shop:

It has stopped raining. Ledger is approached by another cafe patron, one Daniel Bedingfield, who is apparently a pop singer of not-insignificant acclaim in his native England (this we had to Google). [Chart Rigger: Ouch!] Ledger is nothing but polite, but it's clear that the whole fellowship-of-the-famous angle Bedingfield's trying to work is lost on him.

"I've seen your movies," Bedingfield says, "and you've seen my album!"

He might as well have pointed out that he and Ledger are both mammals, for all the good it does. Ledger makes nice for a couple more seconds, until Bedingfield takes his leave. Then he leans toward us a little.

"Who was that?" he asks.


Poor Daniel. He probably just should have said, "You know, Natasha's brother?"

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4 Comments:

  • At 4:24 PM, Blogger Joshua said…

    Heath Ledger isn't cool enough to listen to music. He probably pops in the O Brother Where Art Thou soundtrack every time there's a party in his crib.

     
  • At 5:21 PM, Anonymous PopMuse said…

    that makes me sad... but I've always wondered how US stars (not that Heath is one, but alas) how US stars feel when a UK charttopper say hi, as if they are supposed to know them, i mean, i couldn't match the name and face of one of Atomic Kitten and I love that foreign pop, how is terri hatcher supposed to when they meet at the Ivy. know what i mean? or could anyone in atomic kitten even afford The Ivy?

     
  • At 12:19 PM, Blogger J'ason D'luv said…

    Or how about Paris Hilton doing the red carpet gig at The Brits two weeks ago. Even with a publicist whispering in her ear who everyone was, it must have been a train wreck. Picture the awkward moments. It'd probably even be the same if she did the Grammys, actually.

    Heath Ledger's probably moved on to the Garden State soundtrack by now. He's a modern guy.

     
  • At 2:11 PM, Anonymous cheeky boi said…

    Awww... poor Beddy. Rumour has it he likes to touch cute guys' bums when buying CDs.

    Quote:
    He touched my bum!, ...Daniel Bedingfield!!!

    Was at the local music store when I saw this cute guy coming towards me.
    I was like "he looks familiar?"
    He went passed me and kinda cupped my butt and then I clicked who he was.
    As I turned to look at him I could see a big smirk cross his mouth.
    He went and paid for his stuff and then left.

    There was a HUGE gap where I was so not sure if it was accidental or not...but even if it was a friendly 'passing' - it was a tight one.

    This is life.

    I'm surprised Paris Hilton can remember her own name.

     

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