Not proper etiquette at a New Moon showing in the backwaters of Michigan: lecherously biting a teenage girl in a dimly lit theater while Kristen Stewart woodenly makes advances at Robert Pattinson. Not proper etiquette anywhere: Trying to dabble in pop music when all you're known for is playing a pale, broody guy with fangs. Sorry, RPatz. But really, this foray into pop music seems ill-advised.

We could take a time out to burn brain cells over what songs he should cover, as covers are inevitable for any thespian-turned-popstrel. Or about whether he should stay true to his British roots and employ British pop demigods Xenomania. But like much of the mythology around the man, this is best taken with a grain of salt until we get something more to work with. Also Schmaltz like this will.