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Deep, 43, has made Aimster the leader of a pack of Napster successors, in part by riding his daughter's image as far as it will go. Now 16, Aimee graces Aimster's home page in a split evening dress, Britney Spears hairdo and a camera-melting pout, under the slogan "Can't Touch This!" She has become a figure of worship in dotcom offices. It's hard to tell exactly how much her presence has affected downloads, but more than 4.4 million people now use Aimster, and 200,000 more join every week...
When site creators Anthony Delvecchio ’01 and Jason R.P. Karamchandani ’02 replaced the pink silhouette of teen pop icon Britney Spears with this new image, they swore the new ShuttleGirl was a Harvard student and pledged to reveal her identity at the end of the year...
...album, Reveal (Warner Bros.), is its best since its 1992 megahit, Automatic for the People. "With the exception of U2, there's no one who has stayed together and stayed relevant for as long as we have," says Stipe. "We can't possibly compete with Limp Bizkit and Britney Spears, and I have no real desire to. But as long as people are excited about our work, we're going to expend the energy to do it." Stipe later adds, for good measure, "I'm only two years older than Tom Cruise and three years older than Brad Pitt...
...then it was a marker of a seismic pop-cultural shift towards boybands? The Hanson boys did, after all, play their own instruments. But it’s been fun chronicling those changes these past one-and-half years and to get in the occasional dig at Puffy and Britney. My thanks to all the Arts writers, to Thalia for allowing this column to go on and to anyone who sent in comments or who came up to me with suggestions. And thanks for reading...
...What do you think of Japan?" is the first question any Western celebrity arriving at Narita airport is required to answer, as though it matters what Brad Pitt or Britney Spears thinks of Japan, as though a mere glimpse of Narita's airport lounge would elicit any interesting thoughts at all. But interest is not the point here; it is a ritual, a formula. Foreign guests express their admiration, and their hosts accept these verbal tributes gracefully...