You might not know Lily Allen, who's exploits are akin to Amy Winehouse Lite: Drinking, eff you attitude, British bad-tail kind of stuff.
Until now, her biggest claim to fame was that she had a third nipple (now, i'm not one to rain on parades, that's quite something).
She's not particularly talented but her father is. In Britain. His name is Keith Allen. He's a basic unknown in the United States. Lily is too, except from the fact that she started a little Myspace web page and put some music on it about four years ago.
The music went bananas.
She pressed 500 limited edition 7" vinyl singles all rush-released. She also did two mixtapes, including tracks by such luminaries as Ludacris and Dizzee Rascal. Of course it wasn't long before the MSM (mainstream media) took notice and started to do cover stories, which took her from an ordinary to a somebody. She's now famous. To white people. She will, however, one day, cross over with a Dr. Dre-influenced hip-hop I'm sure.
