You lot do not visit Hooting Yard for news of the latest doings in the world of pop culture, but this, I think, is worth noting:
The ballads are seldom the high point of a huge pop show, but in [Miley] Cyrus’s case, a degree of interest is added by the fact that she sings one of them while being pursued around the stage, for reasons that aren’t entirely clear, by a giant fluorescent orange fluffy bird.
Alexis Petridis in The Guardian.
I think the possessive form of Cyrus is Cyrus’…
(Yes, this was the fact that I found most arresting about this description. Am I pathetic, or is Miley? You decide…)