So American Idol winner David Cook hasn’t even been famous for a year and already he’s whining on his MySpace blog:
First off, I want to say thank you to everyone who has been coming out to the shows since my last post. The vibe at these shows has been amazing.
Secondly, I have to address some behavior that has become disturbing. We pride ourselves on being accessible to you as fans, but in contrast, we do enjoy what little privacy we can muster. To that end, the efforts by some fans to find our hotel rooms, call our hotel rooms, attach things to our bus, etc., is something I have to condemn. This relationship only works when it remains healthy for both parties, and should this behavior continue, the only thing we can do is take more preventative measures to maintain our privacy, which in turn makes us less accessible to you.
I hope this doesn’t come off as harsh. I merely want to nip this in the bud so we can continue to have a great experience with all of you at the shows we have coming up. Take care and see you at the next show.
Wow. Since when did rock stars become giant pussies from the pussy district of North Pussyville? David Cook here needs to spend some time with a true musician like Slash who would’ve not only opened his hotel room door but had coke-fueled sex with whoever was on the other side. Sure, his wallet might get stolen, but then he’d just step outside and carve a new one out of an alligator. I mean, honestly, are they teaching kids anything in school these days?