...We'll buy anything Chris Isaak is selling. Love is a wicked game. Sometimes you get lonesome when you're thinking about your sweetheart. And crying is sometimes all a man in a hard place can do. So when the honey-voiced singer tells LAist that the debut of his new Bio Channel show "The Chris Isaak Hour" could signal brighter days for us as a nation, we're climbing into the bed of whatever retro, painted-with-flames, vintage-Chevy-truck he's driving. If Chris is at the wheel, we know it's all going to be hunky-dory. Well, maybe just "hunky" for the time being, but "dory" should be right around the corner. Dory, are you out there?
More starry stuff...
...Who's that in the audience of Britney's new circus-themed tour? Why it's Mr. Kevin Federline, ladies and gentlemen.
...Felicity Huffman gets frank about momhood in Tinseltown. Refreshing, especially given the pressure on Hollywood mothers to prove that they're single-handedly working, hitting the school play, taking the kids to the park, cooking organic meals, splitting atoms, discovering the secrets of cold fusion, and then tucking everyone into bed every single night of the week.