Every time a week passes without a peep from the Kardashian-Jenner camp, the nation breathes a collective sigh of relief. "Is that clan of reptiles dead and gone?" We all dare to hope, only to be disappointed when, inevitability, they and theirs come slithering out of the cultural swamps. Yup, they're back again, and this time they're getting ready to launch a full-on invasion of another cultural world. No, sir, the worlds of fashion and television just weren't enough! This time they're picking up where Kim left off and sending an emissary to colonize the always fertile musical landscape.
And who's their ambassador? Why, none other than the youngest of the brood, Ms. Kylie Jenner! Wait, what happened to her plan to become an actress? Or was she going to be a designer? And wasn't there something about a novel? Oh, Jesus, who knows at this point. It's just the kind of indecisiveness we should expect from an overly privileged 17-year old with a marked history of having no clue what she wants to do, so there's probably no use getting worked up about it. However, if this ill-conceived plan refuses to die on the operating table, we'd all better brace ourselves for a new round of banal pop shite produced by none other than Tim Carter, the producer behind Willow Smith's "Whip My Hair." Hotdog!