The most shocking aspect of seeing Billy Ray Cyrus with Fred Durst on the Arsenio Hall show last night was only everything. I didn’t know Arsenio Hall had a talk show again after twenty years. I didn’t know Billy Ray Cyrus was still singing. And I didn’t know that Fred Durst was still alive. I’m still trying to process this surreal moment. You can watch the musical travesty here. It’s like some computer program is executing an algorithm for which two crappy singers, when combined, can produce a sound so intolerable, that you’re actually looking forward to throwing back to Arsenio.