January 2008
16 posts
Back in the High Life Again
Within 24 hours, two friends of mine sent ecstatic text messages regarding the news that Tom Petty will be touring (again) this summer. A summer miracle is upon us. For the past couple years, every June I have been fortunate enough to attend a rock-n-roll show put on by some of the greats: Tom Petty, the Black Crowes, Def Leppard, Journey. I fly down to Florida and meet up with the two friends at...
Kick Out the Old School Jamz
A 90s jam renaissance is long, long overdue. Why has it taken so long for pop cultural archivists to tap into this bountiful resource, appropriate these timeless booty shakers and create a full-on hip hop/R&B resurgence that would make Bill Bellamy proud enough to live down his shame of being part of Fox’s “Fastlane” and allow him to emerge from his underground hovel?...
ANSWER or Allison Janney Rules
The movie is Riding in Cars with Boys. She is, in fact, pregnant so I am clearly mixing two movies together. But she definitely throws herself down the stairs. Comedy gold! Also, I found this during my search:What is the title of this movie? I would like to know what is the title of this movie i have been racking my brains for days now and the name has not come in my head. okay...
The one with the pregnant girl falling down the...
Did I make this up or is there a movie where the young heroine wrongly believes that she is with child and then in true black comedic style proceeds to throw herself down the stairs? She tumbles and tumbles and her family remains oblivious until finally they see her in action. The mother asks her what she is doing and she explains that she is pregnant. Everyone guffaws because the girl is homely...
Shine on You Crazy Diamond Dave
I love Van Halen. But more so David Lee Roth. I would absolutely bow down and kiss his little Capezio shoes (remember when he wore those?) He is Rock-n-Roll at its sleaziest, most flamboyant, most ridiculous. In short, at its best. I don’t usually read Pitchfork anymore, but someone linked me to this! It’s amazing, a testament to his greatness. Even more than his zebra spandex...
The Manhattan Project: Successfully Completed
I saw Cloverfield this weekend. Honestly, it was much more terrifying than I had expected. The cinema vérité style really was effective in conveying the shocking realism of a catastrophic experience, especially that first moment of recognition— when you realize that something is amiss, that something terrible is happening but you can’t quite comprehend it and the sheer horror of the...
“I’m looking for a woman I can connect with spiritually. And any woman...”
– The one and only Bret Michaels
The Day Music Crit Died
I buried my aspirations of entering the music journalism inner circles today when I read this pompous piece of poo. I could hear the death rattle in Burns’ unbearable elitism. Having written for Stylus briefly, I was under the impression that their approach to music criticism was more democratic—a celebration of loving the music for music’s sake rather than an excuse to...
Denied!
So, I originally was going to create a blog where I posted all my articles that got rejected. I think now that’s silly and immature, but still I’d like these articles to see the light of day. So here’s one: Slouching Towards Manhood: The Lost Boys of Darjeeling Limited and Into the Wild The true voyage of self-discovery lies not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes-...
Touch my backstage pass, ride my limousine
You know what sort of sucks? When you purchase an iTunes Season Pass for Rock of Love 2, so you can be sure to be a part of the rock-n-roll bedlam while you are at the office and then you wait and wait for the show to upload and then it’s been almost 5 days since the show originally aired and then you realize that you can’t function without seeing drunken silicone messes fight over...
Hollywood Outlaws
I was absolutely thrilled to see some of my favorite Deadwood alums on the big screen this past year. Post-HBO, Deadwood’s major stars Timothy Olyphant and Ian McShane made some dubious film choices involving a bald, lackluster superhero, anemic rom-com antics with Jennifer Garner, and a Woody Allen misstep with murder and magicians Therefore, it was with great surprise and immense...
And pop goes my world...
Heath Ledger is dead. Overdose. 28. I want to not be so affected by this. The man was an immense talent and marked a return to real acting. And he wasted it all. First Brad Renfro, then Heath. Drugs and turmoil do not the artist make. Pills were found beside him, so it isn’t yet clear whether this was intentional or not. Whatever the case, it’s a definite loss. I’m not going to...
One More Try
And so, once again, I give this newfangled contraption a chance. I can’t think of the repercussions or implications or the myriad of ways it makes me less than human. I must go forth.
