Hova and the hair swoop together at last

Not too long ago, I taped a segment for The Next Chapter on CBC about, get this, the two memoirs written by Jay-Z and Justin Bieber. For a few weeks, I had both books, Decoded and Justin Bieber: First Step 2 Forever, sitting on my coffee table. When I had guests over, Decoded usually sat unnoticed (I guess the idea of me being a hip hop head is not that ludicrous to most people, which is just plain funny), but the Bieber book, well, no one who visited my house could resist making fun of the poor kid, but everyone also made fun of me for owning a copy and leaving it in plain view.

I suppose I could have hidden it in a closet, but that didn’t seem right, as if I was actually banishing Justin himself to a damp, windowless room underneath the stairs.

People ask me though: what did you learn about Justin Bieber? Well, I learned that he probably really did write (or at least provide the content of) his book because it sounds exactly as you would expect a 17-year-old to write. Which is to say that he’s into girls, music and pictures of himself. He exudes an irresistable (to pre-teen girls anyway) combination of swagger, earthiness and kooky charm that is totally non-threatening. Which confuses me somewhat. I liked my boys a little more dangerous when I was 13. Like, you know, Donnie Wahlberg.

(In my defence, he once allegedly set fire to a hotel room with a bottle of vodka. And now he’s a solid actor who works a lot and squints into cameras when he’s portraying gravitas. Yes, I still love him. Go ahead: JUDGE ME.)

So the piece aired last week and let me just say that it was a lot of fun. We love pop culture here in the Lee household! And we love talking too! It’s archived onThe Next Chapter site, so you can listen to it over and over again if you so wish. And why wouldn’t you?