“In the future, everyone will be world famous for fifteen minutes.” – Andy Warhol, while appearing in a program featuring an exhibition of his work at the Moderna Museet in Stockholm, Sweden in 1968.

For many, the concept of fame is at once elusive, and yet simultaneously, insatiable and beguiling – to be loved, adored, and admired by millions of strangers – to the extent those in dogged pursuit are willing to sacrifice their priceless integrity for its treasures of material spoils.

In the post-modern age, one finds that the concept of fame has been compromised, not so much predicated on meretricious achievement, but rather, considerably more superficial and ulterior factors.

With this installment, one shall feature a demonstrative, but brief portrait, of an individual whose quixotic pursuit and rather unlikely eclipse of glorious fame, however short-lived, was no doubt manufactured for reasons other than inherent talents.  Continue reading “This is how American idols are made” →