One year. You mean to tell me I have been writing for this colossal local entertainment powerhouse called Detroit Buzz for a whole freakin’ year? I’ve made it through 50 columns, without having people picketing and rioting in the streets when my name is mentioned?

When I first started writing this column, I thought my chances of survival were as about as good as that cop musical “Cop Rock” was (eight episodes, maybe). I gave myself two months before I would say something that would enrage the masses, and be the first castaway from Detroit Buzz. That's right. Art, voted off the island.

Sure, some of you think that I am a well intended, but poorly misguided young man who comes off as Detroit Buzz’s answer to Lewis Black, or some other man suffering from the aliment called White Man’s Rage. You let me know through email, or on Detroit Buzz’s message board of how crazy I sound from time to time. It’s quite amusing to see how you react, and think how off base I am.

Some out there think I have no clue when it comes to music, and things related to it. Some of the readers think I shouldn’t cover hip-hop and other genres. But what fun would that be? Do I want to be some guy that just covers Motley Crue and Bon Jovi shows? If I did, I would be stuck in a time period long gone and to today’s youth, long forgotten.

Let’s face it, there are gonna be things that piss everyone off, and makes them react. Some people just don’t have the balls to say it. That’s where I come in; I say what people are thinking. Others don’t like it. But obviously someone at Detroit Buzz likes it; because they haven’t gotten rid of me yet. HAHA!!! At least someone is getting to your emotions. Down with PC. Down with the general malaise that’s making us all tiptoe around what we really think and feel. Me? I’m going to tell the truth.

So, to all the haters, and to the two or three people that actually might like the things I have to say, all I have to say is “HAPPY ANNIVERSARY TO ME!”.

Now, to celebrate my first anniversary, I think we need to revisit my first ever article, called “The Manifesto”. It needs to be done to reflect the last year of my trials and tribulations of the music world, and hell, of my own life. Like renewing wedding vows, I am renewing my manifesto. So, without further ado, here is the Manifesto 2005:

Manifesto 2005- Art Style

I Think:

• Who ever the genius was that cast Paris Hilton in a movie should be jailed on the spot. No questions asked.
• The same person will be recieving a bounty from me, bringing me the end of Paris Hilton’s career as well. I am collecting the fund right now…
• I sing better than Ashlee Simpson wishes she ever could. (And for those of you that know me… Art Karaoke is TRULY a scary thought.)
• If I never hear the words “WHHHHAAAT”, “OOOKKKKK”””, and “YYYEEAAAHHH” ever again, I will be a happy man.
• I am still holding out for that trailer fire ending of Jennifer Lopez’s career. Especially after seeing the trailers for “Monster-In-Law”.
• Britney Spears and her hubby need to move to Siberia, and never bother us again. Take the unborn kid and Kevin’s pimp suit, and head for the cold.
• God heeded my call for breaking Creed up; but Alter Bridge is no better.
• 50 Cent is taking the gangsta shtick, and laughing all the way to his “Piggy Bank”.
• Eminem has more than likely lost his edge.
• Trent Reznor seems too nice these days. He needs to fall off the wagon… Hard.
• Tommy Lee’s reality show about college will put him in an element he will feel right at home at: watching drunk chicks make out, and saying “dude” a lot.
• If I had a band that sounded like Duran Duran circa 1984 right now, I would have a record deal.
• OzzFest 2005 won’t hold a candle to OzzFest 2004.
• It is great to see “The Family Guy” back on TV.
• And most of all…. Like Adam Sandler in “The Wedding Singer”, I have an outlet and you will have to listen to every word I have to say.

Well, aren’t you all screwed for at least another year… Stay tuned! You’ll be seeing me.

Contact Art at arthatesyou@detroitbuzz.com. PS… He really doesn’t hate you. He wants you ALL to come over for a barbecue and free beer.