Merry Christmas From Glam-Racket!

I have no idea where this Glam-Racket tradition started and I have no idea how to stop it. But Happy Holidays with our annual revisiting of R. Kelly’s Trapped In The Closet saga.
Merry Christmas to all.
And to all, a midget.

Merry Christmas From Glam-Racket!

We've been bringing you random Trapped In The Closet videos for Christmas on Glam-Racket since 2006 because nothing says the holidays like R. Kelly's modern-day opera.
This is Episode 9, the one with "I'm gonna heat this chicken." in it.
And chicken is close to the turkey which is what a lot of people eat for Christmas.
Surprisingly, pears aren't usually part of the menu.

Trapped In The Courtroom

Until now, I have stayed the fuck away from the mess that is the R. Kelly trial. To be honest, I’m fairly unmoved by his music, as I am with most R&B artists that specialize in the fucky-fucky groove, and view the entire incident for what it is: a glorious sideshow of epic proportions. It’s as captivating as the O.J. trial, without the 24-hour coverage, unfortunately.
Part of the reason for this is the actual subject matter. Americans can get all involved in a brutal double homicide, but balk at the idea of a grown man pissing on an underage girl. Hey, I get it…But I guess I’m just as repulsed by murder, so whatever.
Not to suggest that I wouldn’t be all over the coverage if it were in front of me. The entire thing is fascinating: from the idea that a singer is above the law to suggest that he could get away with such abuse or to the rumors that Kelly’s penchant for younger girls went unchecked, unchallenged, and unnoticed for several years. Don’t people in entourages have brains?! If one of my friends confided in me that they were getting intimate with a 14-year-old girl, I would 1.) Be aggressively vocal in my dissent of those actions and, in lieu of no immediate change in their behavior, 2.) Take steps to distance myself from them while using a free hand to call the fucking police. It ain’t about loyalty; it’s about fucking around with someone who should have to contend with getting intimate with an adult.
R. Kelly is crazy. Make no mistake about it. And while Trapped In The Closet has provided me with enormous entertainment at the expense of this lunacy, there’s something about it that just reeks of “This guy is completely serious.” He views it as an “urban opera” and, I’ll confess, a lot of time, energy and talent went into making it. It’s as if Picasso had painted a violent car crash that is both intriguing and disturbing at the same time.
R. Kelly’s fans are crazy. Not to advocate “blame the victim” here, but from what I understand there were those that introduced the victim to Kelly even after they knew he had “issues” with underage girls. So how does one sleep at night knowing that their actions or lack of responsibility lead to Kelly not only acting on some fairly irreprehensible acts, but fucking videotaping them to boot.
In a strange twist, Chicago reviewer Jim DeRogatis was tapped at the trial to testify, essentially putting DeRo at risk for having to reveal his sources when he was investigating Kelly’s sexual exploits. The judge also hinted that he would be asking for DeRo’s notes that he made during the investigative piece. I will now publically declare that Jim’s reluctance to do this has brought him a ton of respect in my book; he refused to answer most of the judge’s questions and turn over the notes, which point to the individual responsible for dropping off the golden shower video to the Sun-Times office. The answer, as it turns out, was none other than Barry Hankerson, Kelly’s former manager and Aaliya’s uncle, who sought out the help of the Sun-Times to bring down Kelly.
Fuck Trapped In The Closet, this trial is your urban opera.

Merry Christmas From Glam-Racket!

Back by popular demand, and mainly because I think it's a wonderfully crazy tradition, I'd like to wish everyone a Merry Christmas with another randomly out of place chapter from R. Kelly's Trapped In The Closet. I received both sets on dvd this year because I think they're totally awesome.
Enjoy.
Merry Christmas.
Don't sniff coke.

Oh Shit! The New Episodes Of Trapped In The Closet

How could have I overlooked the fact that R. Kelly has been on IFC for several weeks now, providing the channel with exclusive premiers of Trapped In The Closet?
Well first of all, we didn't have IFC programmed into our "favorite" channels but after we notice that IFC was airing Rob Zombie's Land Of 1,000 Corpses, you can be certain that we changed that problem right quick.
And that's when I noticed the promotional spots, advertising the new episodes for R. Kelly's urban opera/musical/movie/plea bargain.
That’s right: R. Kelly has added 10 additional episodes to the series and IFC will be airing the entire thing this Friday.
From the synopsis on the IFC website:
“In 2005, multi-platinum Jive recording artist R. Kelly launched a cultural phenomenon with the mega-hit urban operetta "Trapped in the Closet: Chapters 1-12." Audiences and critics alike applauded the unique series filled with over-the-top characters and complex story lines, all set to a sexy R&B groove. Viewers demanded more, and R. Kelly delivered with "Trapped in the Closet: Chapters 13-22," featuring brand new characters and plot twists. "Trapped in the Closet" defies categorization: part contemporary movie musical, part urban soap opera, part epic music video, part independent film, this groundbreaking series unfolds like a juicy tabloid story, full of suspense, mystery, drama and packed with unexpected twists and turns. Now, IFC is proud to present the series in its entirety.”
The world premier will also feature an interview with R. Kelly in which he attempts to explain the inspiration for Trapped In The Closet (which are aliens, if I’m to understand his explanation on the IFC promos for the event).
Guess what I’m doing this Friday night…