Screwed, Blued and Tattooed Man Group

The Red Hot Chilli Peppers, the 'Fake But Accurate' Rock Group, as dubbed by John Hayward at the Conversation blog:

Great, now the "fake but accurate" ethos has spread to rock bands.  They can't even just admit to lip-syncing or instrument-syncing; they've got to hand us a bill of goods about how not playing their instruments is actually more hyper-real than if they had performed live.  Never mind that a big part of the appeal of live performances is the thrill of thinking, "Wow, I'm actually hearing this song blast out for-real while those guys are gyrating all over the stage under difficult performance conditions, and it sounds great!"

Hey, good enough for Itzhak Perlman, Yo-Yo Ma and Beyoncé to phone it in at Mr. Obama's inaugurations, good enough for the Chili Peppers -- but please, no more talk about how "authentic" and "real" rock music is. And Hayward's take on the shoehorned appearance of these three middle-aged tattooed geezers in the middle of Bruno Mars' polished set describes my reaction watching the halftime show as well:

I wasn't a huge consumer of his music before, but I thought it was a terrific performance almost rudely interrupted by the Chili Peppers running on stage.  It looked he was getting mugged by the Blue Man Group, except they didn't even bother to paint themselves blue.

Super Bowl halftime shows by their very nature are sucktacular, as legendary philosopher Bart Simpson would say. Why not bring back Up With People and call it a day?