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The 1999 MTV Video Music Awards | page 1, 2

Everyone loved everyone else -- except for host Chris Rock, who had nothing nice to say about anyone, and said it all anyhow. Among the notable disses: New York's Metropolitan Opera, site of this year's ceremony: "I may be the first black man to be on this stage without a mop." Jennifer Lopez: "She came in two limos: one for her, one for her ass." Kid Rock: "You see Kid Rock? He looks like a substitute pimp!" Fatboy Slim: "Looks like White Boy Retarded." ("Better than Fratboy Slim," quipped the artist backstage.) The Backstreet Boys: "Didn't you see New Kids on the Block? Don't you know how this movie ends?" No doubt this was all meant to be edgy and ironic, but show me a man who complains about everything and I won't be impressed by his sharply honed urban sensibilities -- I'll just think he's been spending too much time with my grandmother.

If you wanted real angst and real anger, you should have hung out with the press corps covering the stars' arrivals. Corralled into a series of narrow gated holding pens beneath threatening skies, toting cameras, crates, stepladders, microphones and those little fuzzy purses that New York girls have instead of pets; penned up for over an hour with nary a star appearing: It wasn't long before the assembled reporters turned on each other. "These word people!" shouted one photographer, gesturing at the writers blocking his view of Christina Aguilera's entourage. "Get 'em out of here! Put them way in the back! They're only word people." It got ugly, as some of the word people used a few choice bits of their vocabulary on him.

And then it started to rain. Hard. The reporters retreated to the press tent, where we'd spend the next three-plus hours engaged in what felt like a game of Bizarro Jeopardy. With photographers screaming on one side and TV sets blaring live feed from the other, it was impossible to hear each other's questions, so we had to figure out what they were from the stars' answers. In some cases, that was easy: When somebody said, "In December," they were either talking about a new album or a new baby. Likewise responses like "Armani," "Versace" and "What really happened was, I walked her out to her car and kissed her on the cheek and the next day the tabloids said we were in love." (That last was from Sugar Ray's Mark McGrath, putting the lie to the rumors that there's something going on between him and Madonna.) But sometimes it was next to impossible. "I'll tell you the truth: I was taking a shit," said Eminem, in response to I have no idea what.

And on it went. Jay-Z said he'd be working on his acting skills in the new millennium. "Anything I do," he pledged through a walnut-sized wad of bubblegum, "I want to do well." Gavin Rossdale says that his next video's going to be based on shao-lin Kung Fu. Opera moppet Charlotte Church says she's had movie offers but will be sticking with the singing for now. Jay Mohr said he'd never appear on "Friends." "Hell, no," he sneered. "I'm on funny shows." Stone Cold Steve Austin bemoaned his bad knees and beer belly. Wyclef Jean pleaded, in a tone that sounded only half-joking, for someone to please ask Lauryn Hill to take his phone calls. Mary J. Blige disclosed that she's still "looking for love in all the wrong places, and you know what, I haven't found it." (She does seem to have found a prolific tattoo artist, however.)

Tupac Shakur's mother is publishing a book of his poetry in time for Christmas; Biggie Smalls' mother is working on a biography and a screenplay about her slain son's life; McGrath blames the carnage of Woodstock on people who charge $4 for water; he also has his little dog's pawprint tattooed on his arm. And Ricky Martin? He's doing a lot of meditation and a lot of yoga. He's wearing a lot of Armani, which is sponsoring his next concert. "The one thing I want to keep in touch with is my emotion," he says sincerely. Oh, and he's hard at work on the video for "Shake Your Bon Bon." Amid this treacly gale of good feelings, it fell to Will Smith to inject the tiniest dose of irony and reality into the proceedings. Do you see yourself focusing more on becoming a serious actor? a reporter asked. Smith rolled his eyes. "What do you think I've been doing?" he demanded. Did he mind only winning one award, for best male video? "I’m excited any time I can get on … as long as I don't have to sit there with the dumb face on for the whole show." And finally, was Chris Rock too harsh on poor Jennifer Lopez? Smith considered. "He went at her ass a lot tonight," he opined, "but she knows, and he knows, too, that she's got a beautiful thing going there."

It was, as the music channel endlessly reminded us, the last Video Music Awards of the millennium.
salon.com | Sept. 11, 1999

 

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Jennifer Weiner is a staff writer for the Philadelphia Inquirer.

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