After finally digging ourselves out of the snow, we bring you today’s belated – but still totally best – BEST NIGHT EVER!
- I’m a suedehead, I’ll admit. But I’m not sure what to make of this Suedehead ‘sparks’ remix from underground express. Anything fueled by smart-tart flavored booze ain’t made for me and the Moz. But it’s worth a listen.
- Joanna by Peasant is a sweet lil ditty hosted by saidthegramaphone that involves lots of soft knee slapping and maraca shaking. it’s tenderly mix-tape-worthy if you’re feeling sentimental.
- Here’s what I love about Bishop Allen: their internet roots. Remember Spark.com, that awesome home for death, personality and purity tests? Bandmate Christian Rudder is using his Barnes and Noble buyout money to tour with this lovable, airy band who sound like the musical version of that cheeky pre-blogging site. Turn up Things are What You Make of Them.
- I love The Clash. Thanks comboplates for this softly ska-punk Wrong Em Boyo
- Roots Reggae rocks and so does Jamaican born John Holt. Check out Riding For a Fall at diddywah
- This rendition of Blondie’s CALL ME will send shivers down yer timbers. Collin Couvillion turns this frothy 70′s pop song into a haunting stalker’s anthem.
Here’s something from the AP:
Britney Spears, a Louisiana native, will celebrate Mardi Gras in New
Orleans…: ”I am honored to be a part of the Mardi
Gras celebration in New Orleans this year,” Spears said in a statement
Monday. ”It is so important for this amazing city to continue its
annual traditions and I am really looking forward to being involved.”
week, photos were published of Spears driving with her 4-month-old son,
Sean Preston, sitting on her lap instead of being strapped to a car
seat in the back seat…. On Monday, Transportation
Secretary Norman Mineta chided Spears as ”irresponsible” for driving
with her baby son on her lap and announced a new initiative to improve
child car seat safety.
Meanwhile, the Vice President of the United States shot someone in the face.
- After years and years of late night monologue jokes, Calista Flockhart finally eats a sandwich (or forty).
- The trailer for Will Ferrell’s new NASCAR-themed movie Talladega Nights has hit the Internets. As excited as you think you are, your enthusiasm is no match for the financial horniness of Sony Pictures, who can hardly contain their desire to roll around in all the money this movie is going to make them.
- Could Bandidas be the way newer, way spicier, WAY BETTER Brokeback Mountain?
- Could someone tell the Germans to stop being so German?
- ‘Jaws’ author Peter Benchley has passed away, and Hollywood is already preparing to defile his legacy with a completely unnecessary re-make.
- Jessica Simpson cheesy bites game soundboard Pizza Hut thing. I have no idea.
Now, by no means is this overly entertaining. Unless of course you happen to be a big Aerosmith fan or a big fan of watching somebody repeatedly getting their head shot off. If either of those two things sound appealing, click here.
If not, don’t click. Instead, just feel good about the fact that Dick Cheney shooting a man in the face is probably the least evil thing he’s done all week.
If you didn’t get enough Grey’s Anatomy after last night’s episode, check out the blog maintained by the show’s writers. The talented staff, responsible for making hospitals combine elements of a college dormitory and the last twenty minutes of Die Hard, have created a site where they can justify their writing. In today’s post, show creator ‘Shonda’ explains:
"Iâ€™ve heard a lot of talk about Meredith being whiny but the truth is, sheâ€™s got a mom with Alzheimerâ€™s, no other family to speak of, and the man she loves is married.Sheâ€™s pretty freaking lonely, people. Sheâ€™s got a right to get her whine on."
Is this really about Meredith?
Okay, you might not know who Leo Sayer is, but you know his songs, especially "You Make Me Feel Like Dancing" and "When I Need You." (He also looks a little Richard Simmons, but that’s beside the point.)
Anyway, we haven’t seen much of him since the late ’70s, but now he might just be having the Best Week Ever. Check it out:
[A] remix of a 29-year-old Leo Sayer obscurity puts the erstwhile British star on top of the singles chart. "Thunder In My Heart" by Meck featuring Leo Sayer came to be after the DJ found a copy of Sayer’s modest 1977 hit of that name in a bargain bin. His remix became a hot club item and after clearances were obtained, Sayer began promoting the track some weeks ago. It now gives him a second U.K. No. 1 to go alongside "When I Need You," from early 1977.
This reminds me what my dad used to tell me: You can never count out Leo Sayer.
If you live in the North East you know what I’m talking about. Here’s what you missed while you were digging your car out:
- Busta Rhymes missed his bodyguard’s funeral. But don’t give him a hard time; he was far too busy trying to keep y’all in check.
- Kate Moss is worried that she’s losing her short-term memory. And that everybody in the room is looking at her. And that 7-11 will be all out of Ho-Ho’s when she gets there.
- NBC is planning its own version of American Idol. Yes! Finally! A reason to not watch NBC!
- Chris Martin of Coldplay says the band’s next album will be the greatest album in history. And it will contain the best song ever. And it’ll be titled "Revolver." And all the songs will be written and performed by John Lennon, Paul McCartney, George Harrison and Ringo Starr.
- The 130th Westminster’s Kennel Club Dog Show goes down tonight at Madison Square Garden. I hear it’s the place to be to pick up bitches.
Did anyone else want to slap Dr. Yang last night? Could she have picked a worst time to say that Meredith had the bomb in her hand? And what was she doing there anyway? I was hoping she’d be the pink mist by the end of the show. Of course, I’ll still be watching next week to find out if she and Dr. Burke will ever talk honestly while they are awake…
(Get the writers’ perspective here.)
Take a good look at the picture to the left people. THIS is the face of heavy metal.
Cookie Monster. To some, Mr. Monster is just a loveable muppet who resides on Sesame Street and enjoys indulging in the occasional cookie or 3. To others, he’s a heavy metal inspiration. The voice of a generation. A furry blue, balls-out, hard-rocking, unapologetic, barely-understandable touchstone that has influenced heavy-metal singers since the 1980′s. Don’t believe me? Hey, it was in the Wall Street Journal’s Op/Ed section this month, it must be true.
Death-metal vocalizing is also
known as Cookie Monster singing, if not in tribute to, at least in
acknowledgment of, the "Sesame Street" puppet that blurts in a guttural
growl, his words discharged so rapidly that they tend to collide with
each other. (keep reading here)
So if you’re one of those people who had trouble taking heavy-metal seriously before, I’m sorry, but now it’s going to be damn near impossible. You’re not going to be able to listen to Motorhead without thinking about how many cookies Lemmy ate on his way to the studio. If anything, this just proves what I’ve been saying for ages: The Muppets are the most influential musical artists ever. Don’t even get me started on the Animal-inspired school of drumming. Animal play! Yayayayayaya!!!!
Special thanks to Product Shop NYC for brightening up my not-so-heavy-metal Monday with this story.