After laying a bit low these past few years, Chris Brown is finally making his way back into the spotlight.
On the heels of Nicki Minaj’s successful appearance on last week’s episode of Saturday Night Live, the sketch comedy show is ready to do it all over again, only this time with Chris Brown.
Yesterday, Billboard reported that Breezy will be making his first appearance on SNL on February 12, just in time to promote his new album, “F.A.M.E.,” which is due out in March.
Apparently the doors to 30 Rock have been open for Brown. Shortly after his February 2009 arrest for assault, SNL’s Kenan Thompson said the singer was welcome on the show because he would garner big ratings.
“It’s not up to me, but I’m sure we would [have him on the show] if he had another hit single. We don’t care about scandal. We just care about what brings us ratings!”
I won’t lie. Nearly two years after his run-in with the law, I still look at Chris Brown suspiciously. His once wholesome image somehow forever tainted by the incident. And no matter how many candy-colored apology shirts (or bow ties) he throws on, I just can’t seem to take his words seriously.
Don’t get me wrong, I believe in redemption. I believe in second chances, in the ability to bounce back from adversity and learn from it. But every time I see Breezy—so full of swag that seems more arrogant than quietly confident—I can’t help but be turned off.
Maybe it was the apologies (or the Larry King interview), and the fact they seemed more about his pain rather than the hurt and humiliation he heaped on Rihanna, but I ain’t buying it. I’m not convinced he’s changed, or better yet, has grown and matured as a result of his mistakes.
His uneven actions haven’t helped me believe him either. Just days after showing off his certificate of completion from court-ordered domestic violence classes he got into a very public, and very ugly, war of words with Raz B. Instead of ignoring the former B2K member (who quite frankly was telling the truth, Breezy did disrespect Rihanna after all), he stooped to hurling homophobic insults that could have alienated some of his fans.
Chris Brown clearly needs new people. A publicist, a therapist, his mama. Somebody to tell him to ignore the voice that’s quick to shoot back an angry tweet when somebody pops shit about him. He needs a crew who can be his shoulder, his ear, and his filter to the world.
Like I said, I believe in second chances. I believe that if he has truly changed (or is changing), the world will open up for Chris Brown and the cloud of suspicion that hangs over his amazingly talented head will be lifted once and for all.
Or at least I hope so.