Hey faithful, I am going to the U.K. for 6 days and won't be updating. I will be in London for 2 days and then shoot up to Edinburgh for 4 days. Be sure to check out my top ten of 2005. Merry Christmas, Happy Channukah, Happy Kwanza, Happy Festivus, Happy New Year.
This doesn't really qualify, but the inner-kid in all of us can't help but laugh...
1. Beck - Guero: Beck returns to the collaborative genius of the Dust Brothers. The album contains a collage of electronica that sounds more like a video game soundtrack than pop music. Perler's pick: "Girl"
Getting around the city is obviously a monstrous pain in the ass. People everywhere, and every one of them pissed off. For me, the New Jersey Path train has been the unlikely savior in getting to work somewhat on time. I saw this report on local news this morning and just had to put it out there. These fuckin' transit workers earn more than the average New Yorker. Check this out (via WABC):
In an effort to add even more exciting content to this site, I had an idea to do this. In addition to the normal crapola, I will (try to) have a daily post of headlines on news sites that really shouldn't be headlines. They deserve to be "below the fold" as it were, not front page. You never need to read any further than the headline itself.
This was posted on Craigslist today...
Check out these funny products courtesy of Vice. My favorite is the Pocket Knock on Wood. Come on, you know you've heard people say that before groping the room for a fuckin' piece of wood to hit. And by people, I mean yours truly.
This video from Sky News has President Bush explaining what's on his iPod. At first his taste in music seems okay; he has The Beatles, Beach Boys, and Aretha Franklin on his iPod. Then in a classic Bush manner, mispronounces Don McLean's name with a chuckle. Hey Prez, you're not loco. Oh, and thanks for invading our privacy. (via iPoding)
Hipster parents will be glad to know that the latest installment of Kidz Bop will be released on Feb. 21 (Razor & Tie). And what better way to breed new hipsters than spinning this series to your newborn? Oh, and don't forget to pick up Clap Your Hands Say Yeah! bibs and diapers. Below is the track listing (via Pitchfork):
Last night was drunken bowling; the first time in a long time. Yours truly was in somewhat rare form though. Usually what happens is I have one pretty good game, and then just lose steam. Typically what happens is I'll knock down 7 pins on the first roll, but just can't seem to clean up the spare. But last night, I bowled 5 consecutive spares and raked up a 135. It might not seem like much, but is great for me. All that really matters, however, is that I beat Dr. Green 2 of 3 times.
I always found it fascinating that the first thing people want to know when learning a new language is how to curse. My knowledge of curse words came before proper sentence structure or grammar. And I bet most kids have a simlar tale. I was the dorky kid in high school that studied Latin instead of Spanish. Therefore, in the spirit of learning a new language, I found this Spanish audiobook for cursing. Hope you enjoy it as much as I did.
I sure as shit hope that this is just tabloid fodder. The article claims that rock bimbo Courtney Love will sell a piece of Cobain's back catalog to Martha Stewart. Martha fuckin' Stewart. Better cross our devil horns and pray this is not true.LOS ANGELES - Richard Pryor, the caustic yet perceptive actor-comedian who lived dangerously close to the edge both on stage and off, died Saturday. He was 65.
I'm not usually one to post IM conversations because I think it's a bit sophomoric. But we're all allowed to have an exception:
CBGB now has an official countdown to its death. That's right, on Halloween of 2006, the famed club will close its doors for good. The Bowery is kicking out its own sweetheart.
In general, people have an unhealthy obsession with celebrities. With this obsession comes an interest in how such stars looked when they were younger. And so this one's for you. And you, and you, and you:
For some reason, I woke up this morning thinking about Haikus. More specifically how in college, some of us losers were creating them on the house email thread. Wow, come to think of it, we really were complete tools. Yet, I don't think I'll ever forget the one tailored specifically for me:
With the anniversary of Lennon's ruthless murder just days away, commemorations and old interviews are popping up everywhere. For a Beatles maniac like myself, I can never get enough of this shit. Even if I've heard the stories a million times, it's still nice to hear it once more. That is why I was glad to read on NME that BBC Radio 4 will be broadcasting a never-before-heard interview conducted by Jann Wenner of Rolling Stone.
So I was at the Sevendust/Mudvayne show last night and thought I'd report some of my favorite observations that tend to hold true at any metal show. For the record, I watched Bobaflex (who opened) and Sevendust (who were amazing). I hate Mudvayne.
An ongoing chronicle of the Lower East Side of Manhattan through the eyes of a small-time resident.
