well, goddamn it.
my hands literally hit my face in disbelief when i heard this on the radio a minute ago.
seriously. jesus christ.
6.09.2008
nicely done
his holiness, el jobso (the honorable, the beneficent), has unleashed the new iphone upon us and i have to say, i'm impressed. i never really wanted iphone 1.0, as i've never been big on phones and i was more taken w/ the ipod touch, but iphone 2.0 looks very promising. seems apple really listened to the gripes people were making about the old phone and stepped up operations. so let's make a little rundown:
3G
SDK and tons of third-party apps
GPS
yes, games
supposedly much more efficient battery life
supposedly 36% faster page loads
24 hours of audio playback
5 hours of 3G talk
7 hours of video playback
and, best of all, way fucking cheaper than iphone 1.0. $200(!) for the 8GB model and $300 for the white 16GB model. the latter isn't too painful and much better than the $500 fucking pricetag for the first phone.
3G
SDK and tons of third-party apps
GPS
yes, games
supposedly much more efficient battery life
supposedly 36% faster page loads
24 hours of audio playback
5 hours of 3G talk
7 hours of video playback
and, best of all, way fucking cheaper than iphone 1.0. $200(!) for the 8GB model and $300 for the white 16GB model. the latter isn't too painful and much better than the $500 fucking pricetag for the first phone.
things we learned in the fire
so what did the race between hillz and bamz show us? what did we learn?
1. the american left really is as petty and vindictive as conservatives have been saying it is
2. there is, for myriad reasons, an extraordinary amount of hostility and resentment between white american feminists and minorities
3. political ideologues will, in fact, cut off their noses to spite their faces
three things i've always sort of suspected and now i have google cache upon google cache of evidence to back up, should i ever feel the need to point it out. but hey, just look up salon, jezebel, huffington post, daily kos, etc. and amuse/repulse/see for yourself.
1. the american left really is as petty and vindictive as conservatives have been saying it is
2. there is, for myriad reasons, an extraordinary amount of hostility and resentment between white american feminists and minorities
3. political ideologues will, in fact, cut off their noses to spite their faces
three things i've always sort of suspected and now i have google cache upon google cache of evidence to back up, should i ever feel the need to point it out. but hey, just look up salon, jezebel, huffington post, daily kos, etc. and amuse/repulse/see for yourself.
6.06.2008
6.04.2008
i fucking knew it
jesus christ, some people will just never learn, will they? that dusty dinosaur, erica jong, is at it again w/ her whole "you're just sexist" cant. gee, it was only a few weeks ago that she penned a weak-ass, bullshit fucking call for unity amongst the fractured left. so what's she blubbering about now? what do you think? that's right: any and everyone who didn't support hillary clinton is sexist. i wasn't aware i was sexist, but shit goddamn it, i'm kind of sick and fucking tired of being thought of as such because i happen to disagree w/ senator clinton's track record. is that allowed? evidently not. you see, because it's impossible to disagree w/ senator clinton on anything-- her vote for the war, her attitue toward iran and the kyle-lieberman bill, the scores of jobs lost in new york because of her, etc-- because, you see, when you examine it, disagreeing w/ her is really about your hatred of women. is that right? guess i hate women, then. somebody call the fucking thought police on my thuggish, half-black, women-hating ass. iz jus votin for barack because wez niggras are plottin' to take ova, pop some caps, and pimp some hoes. QFT, playa!
please, erica jong is the harry belafonte of feminism. is this what it's come to? also, i love all the bullshit at bullshit sites like jezebel where the commentards always go "listen, i don't want to play oppression olympics or anything . . . " and then go on to do exactly that. way to be insightful. how's that cognitive dissonance treating you at night? all right, so sexism wins the dick-sizing contest: it's much worse for women than it is for darkies. i get it. it's so obvious now, what, w/ him getting the nomination. your worst fears have been confirmed. now what? secession? move to vermont, form a new nation and elect senator clinton as pontifex maximus. then declare war on all perceived sexists-- after all, they're evil.
please, erica jong is the harry belafonte of feminism. is this what it's come to? also, i love all the bullshit at bullshit sites like jezebel where the commentards always go "listen, i don't want to play oppression olympics or anything . . . " and then go on to do exactly that. way to be insightful. how's that cognitive dissonance treating you at night? all right, so sexism wins the dick-sizing contest: it's much worse for women than it is for darkies. i get it. it's so obvious now, what, w/ him getting the nomination. your worst fears have been confirmed. now what? secession? move to vermont, form a new nation and elect senator clinton as pontifex maximus. then declare war on all perceived sexists-- after all, they're evil.
6.03.2008
go bamz
you did it, dude. please don't turn into another asshole politician. you've made something of a believer out of this apathetic 27-year-old.
sincerely,
your supporter, aaron G
p.s., i think it'd behoove you to have hillz as your running mate, just because it'd be kind of (and by "kind of" i mean totally) fun to watch all of her supporters who've dissed you from the outset eat their own political shit. just sayin'.
p.p.s. um, that's just my jaded way of saying it'd be good for uniting the party and all that.
sincerely,
your supporter, aaron G
p.s., i think it'd behoove you to have hillz as your running mate, just because it'd be kind of (and by "kind of" i mean totally) fun to watch all of her supporters who've dissed you from the outset eat their own political shit. just sayin'.
p.p.s. um, that's just my jaded way of saying it'd be good for uniting the party and all that.
"but i LIKE pointing my finger!"
why are blogutards having such conniptions over tatum o'neal's lame excuse to the cops when she got busted w/ crack? what, have they never given lame excuses when they've gotten into trouble for something? oh, that's right-- of course not. blogutards don't make mistakes; how silly of me.
is this whole gossip blogging thing dead yet? i mean, i don't have a fucking clue what paris hilton is up to these days; i haven't heard about her in months. i admit i'm pretty much over the incessant finger wagging and armchair moralizing that goes on in the blogutard blogosphere. all of these anonymous people pointing fingers and condemning everyone's every move is just-- ugh. okay, i get it: hollywood is "weird," lindsay lohan is a "skank," tom cruise is a "freak," george clooney is "gay" and that's his "beard," and, OMG, is that a baby bump!? blah blah blah blah-- jesus christ, it's the same fucking shit every fucking day.
but back to tatum o'neal. so she made a lame excuse when she got pinched. i probably would've done the same thing. so fucking what? getting arrested is a jarring experience and the mind works in weird ways when jarred. it's been kind of frustrating to read all the busy body commenters in the various blogs having moral outrages over this, as if they've never done anything stupid. but so it goes w/ blogutards. the whole phenomenon of blogging, commenting, youtube, and web 2.0 in general is a prime example of how human behavior is rarely, if ever, logical. especially in groups.
is this whole gossip blogging thing dead yet? i mean, i don't have a fucking clue what paris hilton is up to these days; i haven't heard about her in months. i admit i'm pretty much over the incessant finger wagging and armchair moralizing that goes on in the blogutard blogosphere. all of these anonymous people pointing fingers and condemning everyone's every move is just-- ugh. okay, i get it: hollywood is "weird," lindsay lohan is a "skank," tom cruise is a "freak," george clooney is "gay" and that's his "beard," and, OMG, is that a baby bump!? blah blah blah blah-- jesus christ, it's the same fucking shit every fucking day.
but back to tatum o'neal. so she made a lame excuse when she got pinched. i probably would've done the same thing. so fucking what? getting arrested is a jarring experience and the mind works in weird ways when jarred. it's been kind of frustrating to read all the busy body commenters in the various blogs having moral outrages over this, as if they've never done anything stupid. but so it goes w/ blogutards. the whole phenomenon of blogging, commenting, youtube, and web 2.0 in general is a prime example of how human behavior is rarely, if ever, logical. especially in groups.
dear santogold:
from nymag:
. . . and though it’s very possible you might not even know her name, you may be familiar with her work. She’s written tracks for Ashlee Simpson; had her music piped over scenes in Grey’s Anatomy; and done commercials for Bud Light Lime and Converse (that one was with Julian Casablancas of the Strokes). And when she spoke to me, she said she might do a project with Ford (a deal her publicist later said never materialized). It’s the kind of market-savvy, Me-generation career trajectory that would likely make anyone who still frequents record stores recoil in disgust—and White couldn’t care less.“It’s a little weird, but at the same time, let’s say I make a deal with Target—knowing how many people shop at Target? It’s not like I’m writing a song about Target. It’s more like—Target’s onboard to help me sell records? That’s great.”
And as she points out, it’s just the way the industry works these days. “Everybody wants you to sell a lot of records, but it’s not considered a failure if you don’t. The record labels know that most of the money nowadays is made in licensing. On MTV, their whole approach is to put your songs in their programming now—they’re even [looking into] some new technology, like TiVo, that will record the music played on a show and then give you the option to purchase it. So where before it might have been, ‘Oh, you’re gonna sell out?,’ now it’s how we make our money.”
hypothetically speaking, if i illegally downloaded music, i would feel zero guilt about downloading yours. zero. you've cleared my conscience. hypothetically speaking, of course; if i did that sort of thing. because, really, how much would my $9.99 through itunes mean to you when compared to that fat check you got from target or from nike or abc? yeah, not a lot whole lot.
just something to think about.
dear sarah larson:
hi. i know (sort of) what you're going through. i, too, was once dumped. an ex literally wrote me a letter and handed it over and was like, "um, yeah, so it's been nice" and then, not even a week later, she and all her (and some of mine) stuff were gone. no idea that one was coming, but in hindsight, i should've seen it hurtling toward me. i know you're reeling and you're probably thinking he'll see the error of his ways, but i'm sorry to say, he probably won't. my ex was married within, like, six months of us breaking up and your situation involves george clooney and, well, what else needs to be said about that, right?
listen, his name is george. he's old. that's an old guy's name. your last name would've rhymed w/ "gooney"-- you don't want that. i know, i know-- the $$$. the fame. the sojourns to st. tropez. it's still doable. but not w/ him, he's old. wouldn't you rather have a young man? and really, he's not talented. truly, he's not. he plays himself in every role. that's not exciting! anyone can do that. take little old me, for example. i'm talented. and i'm young-- two years your junior. i have time yet to accrue resources and i will do it w/ my skills and my charm. you're a stunningly gorgeous woman and according to this infamous pictures of you, you're fun! i'm fun, too. and young and charming and talented and handsome. i'm no george clooney, but you have to be wary of guys like him. women throw themselves at him and you know that sooner or later he's going to yield. i wouldn't cheat on you. you're so cute-- how could i? unless you're really dumb, then, sorry, but that's a dealbreaker. you don't seem dumb to me, though. yeah, he's famous and a movie star, but clearly a loser. and i think we all know who george is really in love with.
6.01.2008
useful idiot
so, some tool who works for hp posted a picture of himself cutting birthday cake w/ a macbook air he received as a gift (oh, i'm sorry, "gift"). i guess he wanted to show how ridiculous the macbook air is by being able to cut cake w/ it? that's what his intent was, i'm sure, and i'm sure he thinks he's majorly cool or something because of it. however, reality paints a different picture. what this really shows is that 1. apple did exactly what it set out to do in creating an extremely thin, lightweight notebook. it is so thin and lightweight, in fact, that it can be used to cut cake. and 2. this tool, rahul sood, is such a privileged, spoiled douche that he's able to waste a $1,800 notebook computer-- a computer that scores of people would love to have, but would take months of work to be able to acquire-- within minutes of receiving it.
nice. you're smooth, dude. a winner.
nice. you're smooth, dude. a winner.
5.27.2008
you sicken me w/ your geekery
the batman-on-film crowd is going to have a premiere party for the dark knight and i'm kind of bummed b/c it's going to be in a suburb of houston. namely, tomball (what happens in tomball stays in tomball! sorry, that's a lame inside joke), which is a nw suburb of houston. i may or may not have mentioned that i lived in houston last year (came back to california in late july) and so it stings a little that i'm going to miss this. the BOF crew has been in cahoots w/ warner's since batman begins, and probably before then, so there will most likely be cool merchandise to purchase at the party. plus, it'd just be cool to see the movie w/ a bunch of die-hards. but, i am going to see the dark knight w/ my brother and some friends premiere night in l.a., hopefully at grauman's chinese, so i can't exactly gripe about that, now can i? we'll leave o.c. thursday afternoon, scope out the theatre and see what the sitch is. i'm sort of concerned that there will be an extensive line at that point, but who knows? then we'll see it at the premiere and then we're definitely going to see it again that friday and most likely again at some point over the weekend. fucking stoked.
JOKER FTW
JOKER FTW
it just gets better
and by "better" i mean "laughably worse." some of the anti-psych folks over at furious seasons are casting a hairy eyeball toward, wait for it, meditation. that's right-- meditation. click on the link and have a gander for yourself. as always, the comments are where it's at.
i mean, honestly.
i mean, honestly.
5.26.2008
swear to christ this isn't just another lame youtube vid
this is, instead, the video for lali puna's "faking the books," one of the coolest videos ever.
5.25.2008
for the love of god, sign me up
oh noes, evil psychiatrists (redundant, right?) are running clandestine lab experiments on unsuspecting people to see if illegal drugs like mdma and lysergic acid diethylamide (known on the streets as "acid") can help w/ mental disorders. well, fuck me sideways. this is just another example of psychiatrists telling their clients that popping a pill will solve their problems. what will the anti-psych community think!? drugs are, like, sooooo bad for you! and these ones are illegal! they're toxic. ALL drugs are toxic! T-O-X-I-C. nobody says they wanna be a junkie when they grow up. besides, why use drugs when you can get high on life and, like, go for a run? running is so much funner and not to mention it's healthy and positive.
all right, enough of that. even i can't maintain that level of sarcasm for too long.
all right, enough of that. even i can't maintain that level of sarcasm for too long.
sooooooooooooo, saw kingdom of the crystal lulz on thursday . . .
and, um, yeah.
er. wow.
at least temple of doom will now be regarded as the second-worst of the series. also, temple's got that heart-extracting scene that sort of makes up for its deficits. but this one? well, this one's got . . . um . . . it's got . . . uhhh . . . cate blanchett looking rather hot and sexy in her tight soviet outfit and snazzy anna wintour-esque page-boy haircut.
and.
um.
well . . .
a lot of people worked on it? it gave a lot of people a big gig to work on. so that's good for the economy. oh, if you love awful cgi (wait, is that redundant?), then you will absolutely love indiana jones and the kingdom yadda yadda. and if you thought the horrid cornball/cheese/shit/retard factor of the star wars prequels got a bad rap, you will totally love indy 4. gratingly cute, soon-to-be-infamous monkey scene? check. wholly improbable sword fighting that takes place on speeding automobiles? check. cloying references to the previous installments? check. car-motorcycle chase scene that could've been cool but instead just has to be cute? check. h o r r i d lucas-like dialogue? without a fucking doubt, pal.
how hard can it fucking be, lucas? how fucking hard? you had a wildly successful, established franchise that you chose to revisit and you could've made something awesome w/ a rabidly devoted fanbase, but no. no. and listen, i'm not even a big indiana jones fan. they're fun movies, sure, but i don't own any of the movies and i wasn't at all champing at the bit for this to come out and even i feel burned by this. i just don't understand it and the only reason i can accept is that lucas, you are middle-aged, you are extremely wealthy, and thus you have nothing to prove anymore. creativity is a young man's game and by most people's standards, you lost the plot decades ago but frankly, as far as i'm concerned, you never had it begin with. stop writing and start producing exclusively. you're a money man and you see the world in numbers. emotions don't factor into your view of the world, which is why any attempts at emotion in your movies come off as embarrassingly garish and grotesque. leave the attempts at art to the artists. hell, leave the attempts at entertainment to the entertainers.
er. wow.
at least temple of doom will now be regarded as the second-worst of the series. also, temple's got that heart-extracting scene that sort of makes up for its deficits. but this one? well, this one's got . . . um . . . it's got . . . uhhh . . . cate blanchett looking rather hot and sexy in her tight soviet outfit and snazzy anna wintour-esque page-boy haircut.
and.
um.
well . . .
a lot of people worked on it? it gave a lot of people a big gig to work on. so that's good for the economy. oh, if you love awful cgi (wait, is that redundant?), then you will absolutely love indiana jones and the kingdom yadda yadda. and if you thought the horrid cornball/cheese/shit/retard factor of the star wars prequels got a bad rap, you will totally love indy 4. gratingly cute, soon-to-be-infamous monkey scene? check. wholly improbable sword fighting that takes place on speeding automobiles? check. cloying references to the previous installments? check. car-motorcycle chase scene that could've been cool but instead just has to be cute? check. h o r r i d lucas-like dialogue? without a fucking doubt, pal.
how hard can it fucking be, lucas? how fucking hard? you had a wildly successful, established franchise that you chose to revisit and you could've made something awesome w/ a rabidly devoted fanbase, but no. no. and listen, i'm not even a big indiana jones fan. they're fun movies, sure, but i don't own any of the movies and i wasn't at all champing at the bit for this to come out and even i feel burned by this. i just don't understand it and the only reason i can accept is that lucas, you are middle-aged, you are extremely wealthy, and thus you have nothing to prove anymore. creativity is a young man's game and by most people's standards, you lost the plot decades ago but frankly, as far as i'm concerned, you never had it begin with. stop writing and start producing exclusively. you're a money man and you see the world in numbers. emotions don't factor into your view of the world, which is why any attempts at emotion in your movies come off as embarrassingly garish and grotesque. leave the attempts at art to the artists. hell, leave the attempts at entertainment to the entertainers.
5.15.2008
lori drew indicted and a victory for teh gayz
fucking fry, bitch.
in more positive news, my glorious home state as finally overturned that ludicrous ban on queer marriage. now teh cali. gayz can be bound in misery like us heteros.
in more positive news, my glorious home state as finally overturned that ludicrous ban on queer marriage. now teh cali. gayz can be bound in misery like us heteros.
dear antipsychiatry community:
my therapist, my case worker, and my psychiatrist all want me to go to rehab.
am i in rehab? no.
am i going to rehab? no.
have i been forced into rehab? no.
have i been coerced into rehab? no.
have i been subtly encouraged to go into rehab? no.
would that sort of thing work on me? evidently, no.
why am i not going to rehab? i don't want to.
in january of this year, i was almost brought into a psych. ward as a 5150. notice how i said almost. why wasn't i, ultimately? because i didn't want to go and i more or less hustled my way out of it. what were the circumstances leading up to this? during a session w/ my therapist, i was in a mixed state where i expressed suicidal ideation, was incredibly agitated and confrontational (almost picked a fight w/ one of the cops), and my therapist, concerned, told her supervisor, who in turn told the director of the clinic, who in turn called the police. i was questioned, searched, detained for about two hours, and yet i still didn't end up going to the psych. ward. why do you think that is?
you see, antipsychiatry community, i'm going to use your own libertarian logic to make my point here. when it comes to mental illness (would you feel better if i scare-quoted that?) or, "extreme states of mind" as some of you put it, after the general scoffs and mockery have subsided, you tell people to pony up and stop relying on psychiatry and medication to "cure" their problems. in other words, "take responsibility!" (by the way, this "the meds don't cure, so you shouldn't rely on them" fallacy is quite common, but the premise doesn't hold: no psychiatrist or therapist worth his or her salt is going to say that medication is a panacea; in some instances, medication, in combination w/ psychotherapy, has been shown to be most effective in treating some instances of mental illness.) curiously, this logic is never applied to the victims of psychiatry-- no, it's always the psychiatrist's, the therapist's the medication's, etc. fault. however, as illustrated above, everyone's experience isn't the same. and if you really dislike the care you're receiving, then leave. cut it loose. last week, when i was getting lectured at by my jackhole caseworker about using and drinking, i simply fucking walked out. done and done. it was that easy. of course, if you're on medication and it's fucking you up, quitting isn't nearly as simple, but this is why it's imperative that you research whatever drug you decide to take. it's a given that your psychiatrist is going to hustle you, so it's paramount that you, er, "take responsibility!" and thoroughly research whatever medication you're prescribed. and if you don't want to take any medication, then don't. i'm sorry, but who's forcing you to? yes, some therapists will not conduct sessions w/ you if you're manic or in a mixed state or psychotic, and may thus require you to take a mood stabilizer, but can you blame them? how is it possible to talk to someone if they're not paying attention to anything you're saying? or if they're constantly argumentative and confrontational or all around difficult? i'm surprised my therapist never transferred me to someone else because i've given her a lot of shit and she's had to put up w/ a lot of shenanigans from me, but she's still there. and she told me she never once even considered transferring me to someone else. that's a testament to her commitment and to her professionalism-- the least i could do is meet her half way.
if you've been fucked over by a mental health professional, i fucking feel for you. seriously. i've been there. and if that professional has a history of abusing clients, he should lose his license fucking yesterday. but to brand all mental health professionals as malevolent is grossly unfair to those who do what they do because they truly give a shit. and to claim that mental illness isn't real is severely irresponsible. think about it. who really wants to enforce the concept of "normalcy"? who first told you there was something "wrong" w/ you? was it a psychiatrist? i'm willing to bet that it wasn't. i'm willing to bet that, if you really thought about it, it was probably a family member or a friend who first said this to you. the truth is, psychiatry exists because society has a vested interest in a standard of behavior and expects its inhabitants to conform to that standard. demonizing psychiatry without looking at the bigger picture will not get to the source of the problem. it's like complaining about how immoral or shallow or "weird" hollywood is while completely ignoring the fact that hollywood is in business because people like you and me line its coffers. no doubt there are shit psychiatrists and there's little doubt that many of them are in the pocket of "big pharma," but the concepts of mental illness, normalcy, etc. exist because we as a society want them to. so the next time you feel like pinning the whole of the world's problems on someone, spread the wealth a little and consider your friends, your family, your neighbors-- any and everyone who has a vested interested in keeping you in line. and while you're at it, why don't you consider how you expect people to conform to certain standards of your own, as well.
am i in rehab? no.
am i going to rehab? no.
have i been forced into rehab? no.
have i been coerced into rehab? no.
have i been subtly encouraged to go into rehab? no.
would that sort of thing work on me? evidently, no.
why am i not going to rehab? i don't want to.
in january of this year, i was almost brought into a psych. ward as a 5150. notice how i said almost. why wasn't i, ultimately? because i didn't want to go and i more or less hustled my way out of it. what were the circumstances leading up to this? during a session w/ my therapist, i was in a mixed state where i expressed suicidal ideation, was incredibly agitated and confrontational (almost picked a fight w/ one of the cops), and my therapist, concerned, told her supervisor, who in turn told the director of the clinic, who in turn called the police. i was questioned, searched, detained for about two hours, and yet i still didn't end up going to the psych. ward. why do you think that is?
you see, antipsychiatry community, i'm going to use your own libertarian logic to make my point here. when it comes to mental illness (would you feel better if i scare-quoted that?) or, "extreme states of mind" as some of you put it, after the general scoffs and mockery have subsided, you tell people to pony up and stop relying on psychiatry and medication to "cure" their problems. in other words, "take responsibility!" (by the way, this "the meds don't cure, so you shouldn't rely on them" fallacy is quite common, but the premise doesn't hold: no psychiatrist or therapist worth his or her salt is going to say that medication is a panacea; in some instances, medication, in combination w/ psychotherapy, has been shown to be most effective in treating some instances of mental illness.) curiously, this logic is never applied to the victims of psychiatry-- no, it's always the psychiatrist's, the therapist's the medication's, etc. fault. however, as illustrated above, everyone's experience isn't the same. and if you really dislike the care you're receiving, then leave. cut it loose. last week, when i was getting lectured at by my jackhole caseworker about using and drinking, i simply fucking walked out. done and done. it was that easy. of course, if you're on medication and it's fucking you up, quitting isn't nearly as simple, but this is why it's imperative that you research whatever drug you decide to take. it's a given that your psychiatrist is going to hustle you, so it's paramount that you, er, "take responsibility!" and thoroughly research whatever medication you're prescribed. and if you don't want to take any medication, then don't. i'm sorry, but who's forcing you to? yes, some therapists will not conduct sessions w/ you if you're manic or in a mixed state or psychotic, and may thus require you to take a mood stabilizer, but can you blame them? how is it possible to talk to someone if they're not paying attention to anything you're saying? or if they're constantly argumentative and confrontational or all around difficult? i'm surprised my therapist never transferred me to someone else because i've given her a lot of shit and she's had to put up w/ a lot of shenanigans from me, but she's still there. and she told me she never once even considered transferring me to someone else. that's a testament to her commitment and to her professionalism-- the least i could do is meet her half way.
if you've been fucked over by a mental health professional, i fucking feel for you. seriously. i've been there. and if that professional has a history of abusing clients, he should lose his license fucking yesterday. but to brand all mental health professionals as malevolent is grossly unfair to those who do what they do because they truly give a shit. and to claim that mental illness isn't real is severely irresponsible. think about it. who really wants to enforce the concept of "normalcy"? who first told you there was something "wrong" w/ you? was it a psychiatrist? i'm willing to bet that it wasn't. i'm willing to bet that, if you really thought about it, it was probably a family member or a friend who first said this to you. the truth is, psychiatry exists because society has a vested interest in a standard of behavior and expects its inhabitants to conform to that standard. demonizing psychiatry without looking at the bigger picture will not get to the source of the problem. it's like complaining about how immoral or shallow or "weird" hollywood is while completely ignoring the fact that hollywood is in business because people like you and me line its coffers. no doubt there are shit psychiatrists and there's little doubt that many of them are in the pocket of "big pharma," but the concepts of mental illness, normalcy, etc. exist because we as a society want them to. so the next time you feel like pinning the whole of the world's problems on someone, spread the wealth a little and consider your friends, your family, your neighbors-- any and everyone who has a vested interested in keeping you in line. and while you're at it, why don't you consider how you expect people to conform to certain standards of your own, as well.
5.14.2008
this is all i can muster at this point, or, ENOUGH w/ the hillz vs. bamz tomfoolery already
american liberals fucking suck elk sperm. you know it, i know it-- why deny it anymore?
most people would consider me a very strong liberal (agnostic/atheist, ex-vegan, public transportation/bike user, pro-choice, pro queers doing whatever, pro universal health care, anti-free market doing whatever the fuck it wants, blah blah blah), and i'm going to vote and all that, but seriously, at this point i steadfastly refuse to align myself w/ any political party, particularly the democratic party. jesus fucking christ, you know you're pathetic when everything rush fucking limbaugh says about you turns out to be true.
the right must be lapping every moment of this up. way to go, liberals, you're fucking awesome.
most people would consider me a very strong liberal (agnostic/atheist, ex-vegan, public transportation/bike user, pro-choice, pro queers doing whatever, pro universal health care, anti-free market doing whatever the fuck it wants, blah blah blah), and i'm going to vote and all that, but seriously, at this point i steadfastly refuse to align myself w/ any political party, particularly the democratic party. jesus fucking christ, you know you're pathetic when everything rush fucking limbaugh says about you turns out to be true.
the right must be lapping every moment of this up. way to go, liberals, you're fucking awesome.
5.11.2008
what is the most overrated thing in the world?
god, i hate sleep. i was operating on about 5 hours of sleep total from thursday morning till last night-- and i was fine. i only slept for about an hour-and-a-half thursday night (and that was b/c i got drunk and passed out, but woke up due to a weird dream and decided to stay awake), then slept for an hour or so during the day friday, and managed to get a couple hours sleep in various short spurts on saturday morning. i was sharp, quick, sociable, energized, and generally in a good mood. but last night it all caught up to me and whilst watching the labeouf crash and burn on snl i passed the fuck out. i woke up several times, but probably got 5 or 6 hours of sleep and now i feel like shit: groggy, lazy, and like i can't fully wake up. this always happens when i get more than two hours sleep at a time. sure, my brain was starting to wig out a little yesterday afternoon and evening and i was beginning to depersonalize off and on, but that stuff can be fun if you're in a good mood. and i usually am in a good mood when i don't sleep. it may sound counterintuitive, but the less i sleep, the more energized, excitable, clever, and "fun" i feel.
when i was living w/ my exes, i used to slightly resent them for being able to sleep as easily and soundly as they did, but now, honestly, sleep just seems like a waste of time. 30 mins. to an hour, two hours, tops, and i'm good to go. anything more than that is just pointless.
when i was living w/ my exes, i used to slightly resent them for being able to sleep as easily and soundly as they did, but now, honestly, sleep just seems like a waste of time. 30 mins. to an hour, two hours, tops, and i'm good to go. anything more than that is just pointless.
5.09.2008
donnie darko 2: s. darko (daily lulz)
oh boy. yes, that's right: everyone's favorite overrated indie flick of yore has scored itself a sequel. donnie darko 2: s. darko will showcase the travails of donnie's young sister samantha darko, whilst she traipses 'cross the country on a road trip to l.a. and "experiences visions."
could i even make this up?
insert lame joke about doubting one's commitment to sparkle motion here. hey, wasn't seth rogen in donnie darko? he was that vanilla ice-style bad kid's friend. just for the fun of it: a director on the same level of suck as richard kelly: darren aronofsky.
i liked donnie darko when i, along w/ ten other people, saw it in the theatre during its initial run, but the more i watched it on dvd the more it became obvious the movie presaged the age of lost: psuedoprofundity in the worst way. it's the sort of movie where people ask if you "get" it, but there's nothing to "get." it's the sort of movie that allows people to feel really smart, which is one of the reasons why i find this sequel-- and its attendant outrage-- so goddamn hilarious. richard kelly is a hack who lucked out and was able to pull the wool over a lot of people's eyes. good for him. tragically, though, his luck ran out w/ the toilet bomb that was southland tales (one of the dumbest names of any movie in the history of the medium; does this not make you think of duck tales?), so that sucks for him. supposedly, though, kelly has zero involvement w/ s. darko (omg, that name!) and maybe this non-involvement will do something for his credibility. at this point, he can only go up, right?
so what other movies could benefit from a "sequelizing"? here are a few nominations:
memento 2: it's all coming back: there's just a wealth of potential here, as leonard, forever locked into a groundhog day-style groove, keeps picking persons to pin his wife's murder on. but methinks the sequel should take place in nashvegas, where leonard has secured work as a music production studio gofer, eventually falling in w/ a bad bunch of strung-out country musicians.
no country for old men 2: friendos till the endo: this one will pick up right where the first left off, a la karate kid, pt. II. anton, hobbling and bloodied from his accident, will murder and thieve his way to corpus christi where he'll meet a pretty lil' lady and get suckered into accompanying her to church (damn that vagina!). there, he'll undergo a crisis of faith and question his bloodthristy ways till he realizes, shit, god is a murderous freak, too, and if merely being clean is next to godliness then this whole murderin' thing ain't so bad after all. seeing the tightness of his logic, his gf (played by amy adams) now accompanies him and the two embark on a mickey-n-mallory-style cross country rampage.
once: twice: our indie sweethearts, Guy and Girl, will reunite in paris one fateful weekend and finally consummate their intensely intimate relationship. but soon, real life sets in and, to pay the bills, Girl takes on a pop tart persona whilst Guy grudgingly crafts formulaic pop tunes. the stress of selling out, and the subsequent fame, takes its toll and both begin to stray, only to realize, finally, their undying love and lust for each other. the film culminates at the grammys, where Guy and Girl win a grammy for their comeback album, only to have Girl rudely interrupted when trying to give her acceptance speech. what-evs!
speed II: cruise control: forget keanu-- let us focus on sandy b. but this time, she'll be on a boat and i'm thinking jason patric and-- wait, what? for reals? jesus christ.
could i even make this up?
insert lame joke about doubting one's commitment to sparkle motion here. hey, wasn't seth rogen in donnie darko? he was that vanilla ice-style bad kid's friend. just for the fun of it: a director on the same level of suck as richard kelly: darren aronofsky.
i liked donnie darko when i, along w/ ten other people, saw it in the theatre during its initial run, but the more i watched it on dvd the more it became obvious the movie presaged the age of lost: psuedoprofundity in the worst way. it's the sort of movie where people ask if you "get" it, but there's nothing to "get." it's the sort of movie that allows people to feel really smart, which is one of the reasons why i find this sequel-- and its attendant outrage-- so goddamn hilarious. richard kelly is a hack who lucked out and was able to pull the wool over a lot of people's eyes. good for him. tragically, though, his luck ran out w/ the toilet bomb that was southland tales (one of the dumbest names of any movie in the history of the medium; does this not make you think of duck tales?), so that sucks for him. supposedly, though, kelly has zero involvement w/ s. darko (omg, that name!) and maybe this non-involvement will do something for his credibility. at this point, he can only go up, right?
so what other movies could benefit from a "sequelizing"? here are a few nominations:
memento 2: it's all coming back: there's just a wealth of potential here, as leonard, forever locked into a groundhog day-style groove, keeps picking persons to pin his wife's murder on. but methinks the sequel should take place in nashvegas, where leonard has secured work as a music production studio gofer, eventually falling in w/ a bad bunch of strung-out country musicians.
no country for old men 2: friendos till the endo: this one will pick up right where the first left off, a la karate kid, pt. II. anton, hobbling and bloodied from his accident, will murder and thieve his way to corpus christi where he'll meet a pretty lil' lady and get suckered into accompanying her to church (damn that vagina!). there, he'll undergo a crisis of faith and question his bloodthristy ways till he realizes, shit, god is a murderous freak, too, and if merely being clean is next to godliness then this whole murderin' thing ain't so bad after all. seeing the tightness of his logic, his gf (played by amy adams) now accompanies him and the two embark on a mickey-n-mallory-style cross country rampage.
once: twice: our indie sweethearts, Guy and Girl, will reunite in paris one fateful weekend and finally consummate their intensely intimate relationship. but soon, real life sets in and, to pay the bills, Girl takes on a pop tart persona whilst Guy grudgingly crafts formulaic pop tunes. the stress of selling out, and the subsequent fame, takes its toll and both begin to stray, only to realize, finally, their undying love and lust for each other. the film culminates at the grammys, where Guy and Girl win a grammy for their comeback album, only to have Girl rudely interrupted when trying to give her acceptance speech. what-evs!
speed II: cruise control: forget keanu-- let us focus on sandy b. but this time, she'll be on a boat and i'm thinking jason patric and-- wait, what? for reals? jesus christ.
5.07.2008
whither bees?
every day on my bike ride i notice something: an astonishing number of dead bees on the sidewalk. i used to think it was a very localized phenomenon, but i've started to notice this nearly everywhere i go. so, sure, it could be something w/ the hives in orange county, but this cnn article about bee mortality is, as the article itself states, "grim."
5.04.2008
5.01.2008
“Is that God up there?”
i'm usually not one for the death penalty, but really, why not just kill him? i mean, he's old-- why waste money imprisoning him? glean as much information and motivation from him as possible, do some brain imaging, and then just beat him to death.
4.29.2008
whither coachella pig!? (daily lulz?)
a grafitti-laden pig blimp pimping obama (snap! call a friend right now and say that to them frantically) hovering the environs during roger waters' set at coachella has been loosed and is currently who the fuck knows where. a hefty $10,000 reward has been issued for the person or persons who return coachella pig to his/her rightful creators. but you know what i say? let coachella pig fly free. watch the video of coachella pig break the cycle and break free from hipster amusement and sail toward the heavens. also, this video is fucking hilarious.
4.28.2008
this will probably die within minutes
but here's a shoddy bootleg upload of the new dark knight trailer that won't officially be out till this weekend.
is it wrong that i truly want joker to win?
don't say i never done nothing for you.
is it wrong that i truly want joker to win?
don't say i never done nothing for you.
daily lulz (omfg wtf edition)
i swear to you, this is honestly, the most heinously retarded thing i have e v e r seen.
ever.
and yes, i'm posting this b/c i hate women.
4.27.2008
B-B-B-BUT WHAT ABOUT THE POLAR BEAR!?
my brother is really into lost and he's always asking me if i've been watching it and my answer is always the same; "dude, that show is fucking retarded." am i wrong? i've seen the first season and i've watched part of the second, and while i thought the first season had its moments, at some point i couldn't fight my suspicion that the writers of the show are utterly pulling dingleberries out of their asses. and how right i was in my suspicions. you know it's true. it's not even a show i can watch for the sheer sake of hating-- it's just too pretentious. this is what kills me about people saying that art is pretentious; sorry, but there are fewer things more pretentious than the overwrought melodramatic morass that is lost. but lost is a good example of how pop culture phenomena can be just as overly serious and dreadfully self-important as any art studies thesis. i mean, the fucking seriousness of it all. do any of these people smile or laugh? i know, i know-- it's all life or death, constantly. every fucking minute. jack, w/ his serious stubble, sawyer w/ his serious stubble and badboy swagger, kate w/ her serious badgirl vacillating between the serious hero and the serious anti-hero. and, then, of course my favorite: locke. so much for subtlety, right dear writers? what as-yet-unveiled "other" villain waits in the wings? a 6'7 demigod named freddy n. who bloviates about being "beyond good and evil"?
what really cheeses me about lost, though, is that it's a textbook example of pseudo-profundity. see, this is why i would choose to watch a michael bay movie over lost, b/c michael bay makes no artistic or philosophical pretense about what he does. he makes movies about blowing shit up and makes those movies look good technically. if you think transformers "raped your childhood," 1., you're an idiot, 2., you're an idiot, and 3., you're a fucking moron. transformers is a fucking cartoon about transforming alien cars-- what did you expect the cinematic adaptation to be? is this, truly, what we've become? face it: you hated the movie and you hate michael bay b/c he reveals the truth about your childhood: that it was a cheap commodity filled w/ cheap, commidified memories that could be exploited by someone like michael bay. don't hate the mirror, hate the reflection. but i'm being tangential. back to lost. the thing w/ lost is that there is so much hype surrounding it and you expect it to sort of live up to that hype, but it doesn't, and to be fair, what could? can't we all just admit that the creators haven't the foggiest idea where they're going? which would be fine if there was a premise, but there isn't w/ lost. there is no predicate. lost is purely (and quite literally) smoke and mirrors. a good example of how this pseudo-profundity fools people is this comment made by a commenter at the lost sucks site:
er, no. it isn't a show you have to think about. lost, much like donnie darko, is a spectacle that tricks and fools you into believing it's an "experience" you have to think about. it isn't. there is nothing to think about or mull over b/c there is nothing to "get." there are things that can confuse you b/c of metaphor, symbolism, or subtext, but lost has none of these; it merely appears to. there is such a crucial, vital difference. lost fails by its own logic. it isn't a character-driven show. it doesn't explore internal landscapes or emotions-- it is a plot-driven enterprise. as such, it fails one of the basic rules of the narrative formula: of advancing the storyline. this is the hubris of the show's creators. they want to eat their cake and have it, too* but they can't pull it off. they want to break rules and look "edgy" but they really just come off as that sheltered tool in high school who got really good grades and discovered punk rock in his thirties b/c wants to be seen as rebellious, you know, like those choads at gizmodo. fuck that. geeks are geeks. they're not cool. stop trying to be cool, "deep" or "edgy."
lost makes a lot of half-assed allusions and nods to philosophy, but the creators of lost have failed to recognize their true ideological and stylistic counterpart: slavoj zizek.
*i know that sounds weird, but think about it: you can't have a cake after you've eaten it. "eat your cake and have it too" was actually the original form of this proverb.
what really cheeses me about lost, though, is that it's a textbook example of pseudo-profundity. see, this is why i would choose to watch a michael bay movie over lost, b/c michael bay makes no artistic or philosophical pretense about what he does. he makes movies about blowing shit up and makes those movies look good technically. if you think transformers "raped your childhood," 1., you're an idiot, 2., you're an idiot, and 3., you're a fucking moron. transformers is a fucking cartoon about transforming alien cars-- what did you expect the cinematic adaptation to be? is this, truly, what we've become? face it: you hated the movie and you hate michael bay b/c he reveals the truth about your childhood: that it was a cheap commodity filled w/ cheap, commidified memories that could be exploited by someone like michael bay. don't hate the mirror, hate the reflection. but i'm being tangential. back to lost. the thing w/ lost is that there is so much hype surrounding it and you expect it to sort of live up to that hype, but it doesn't, and to be fair, what could? can't we all just admit that the creators haven't the foggiest idea where they're going? which would be fine if there was a premise, but there isn't w/ lost. there is no predicate. lost is purely (and quite literally) smoke and mirrors. a good example of how this pseudo-profundity fools people is this comment made by a commenter at the lost sucks site:
LOST doesn’t suck. The reason a lot of people think LOST lost it’s [sic] edge is because it is a show you actually have to think about.
er, no. it isn't a show you have to think about. lost, much like donnie darko, is a spectacle that tricks and fools you into believing it's an "experience" you have to think about. it isn't. there is nothing to think about or mull over b/c there is nothing to "get." there are things that can confuse you b/c of metaphor, symbolism, or subtext, but lost has none of these; it merely appears to. there is such a crucial, vital difference. lost fails by its own logic. it isn't a character-driven show. it doesn't explore internal landscapes or emotions-- it is a plot-driven enterprise. as such, it fails one of the basic rules of the narrative formula: of advancing the storyline. this is the hubris of the show's creators. they want to eat their cake and have it, too* but they can't pull it off. they want to break rules and look "edgy" but they really just come off as that sheltered tool in high school who got really good grades and discovered punk rock in his thirties b/c wants to be seen as rebellious, you know, like those choads at gizmodo. fuck that. geeks are geeks. they're not cool. stop trying to be cool, "deep" or "edgy."
lost makes a lot of half-assed allusions and nods to philosophy, but the creators of lost have failed to recognize their true ideological and stylistic counterpart: slavoj zizek.
*i know that sounds weird, but think about it: you can't have a cake after you've eaten it. "eat your cake and have it too" was actually the original form of this proverb.
object
i've always maintained that annie liebovitz is an overrated shit photographer and now my opinion is 100% validated as scientific fact. seems liebovitz, for whatever reason (retardation, perhaps?), thought that the rather ill-advised move of taking topless pictures of 15-year-old miley cyrus for vanity fair was an inspired, brilliant idea.
er, not so much.
i first heard about this this morning when ontd posted the story about a preview entertainment tonight is airing on monday covering the scandal. a lot of commenters doubted the veracity of the story, but it's true. and not only that, but cyrus is regretting the shoot. no shit? how about that. isn't that something? i was 15 twelve years ago (FUCK, i'm old) and it seems that every other move i made was rather regrettable; it's a part of being a teen, is it not? and so that prompts one to wonder: what the fuck were the adults in this sitch thinking? ah, yes: $$$. brilliant.
anyone who knows me knows that i'm rather liberal and in no way a prude when it comes to sex, even when it comes to discussing teens and sex, but this sitch is more or less inexcusable. yes, kids are obviously very interested in, and confused about, sex, just like the vast majority of people are, and we in the states tend to have a rather reactionary attitude about this, but no one but a fucking pedophile would want a kid to be sexualized like this. i've never paid any attention to this whole miley cyrus/hannah montana phenomenon-- b/c, as a 27-year-old male, why/how the fuck would/could i possibly care about this?-- but obviously it's pretty hard not to be cognizant of her and her fanbase. my interest in the juggernaut was always geared more toward her parents, though, and how they're shamelessly pimping out their daughter. but it's 2008 and this is what we do in industrialized, democratic societies. i mean, someone's gotta pay the bills! and in our peculiarly american marketplace, we often have to sell ourselves. it's not enough to let our talent or work do the hustle for us. we need to craft brands, perfect an image (b/c, truly, image is everything), carve out a niche, sell it to a demographic, and this always means selling ourselves. and this is where my point comes in. as an adult, it is one thing to sell yourself (and the debate over that, decades on, continues to burn), but a child cannot make that decision. and when that child is in an environment where adults are constantly showing her that it's okay to do just that, how can she make an informed decision? she can't. she has no model to show her otherwise. it sucks and i can be flip and sarcastic as possible about this, but it just frustrates me. i see a kid who is clearly not being looked out for by the people who supposedly should be doing just that. her parents obviously see her as a fucking meal ticket and what's really pathetic about this is that it's rather commonplace and i don't mean joe simpson and britney's parents. a cursory glance over "teh blogosphere" will immediately yield scores of pictures of kids their retarded-ass parents have no compunction of uploading for the drooling masses ("FIRST FTW omg that kid is fug lol") to gawk at.
i hate to be all absolutist again, but it's a black and white scenario. you can't sexualize kids the way this girl has been and then freak out when people start looking at underage teens as sex objects. get your messages straight: is it wrong to sexualize kids or is it okay? i can already see a pedo using this as some sort of justification for having child porn and i'm not sure he'd be entirely off-base w/ his argument. and i wonder what people would say if the photographer were male. just imagine some sleazy frenchman taking pictures of miley cyrus topless, "but w/ a sheet covering her," right, b/c the sheet makes it okay. if they really wanted her covered up, why not, oh, i dunno, put clothes on her? i mean, at this point it's pretty obvious billy ray cyrus has some massively confused (to put it charitably) feelings for his daughter. and i'm sure miley's mother is well aware of it, but shit, it isn't billy ray's awesomely longstanding and successful career that's lining her closets w/ jimmy choos, now is it?
goddamn it, i hate people.
er, not so much.
i first heard about this this morning when ontd posted the story about a preview entertainment tonight is airing on monday covering the scandal. a lot of commenters doubted the veracity of the story, but it's true. and not only that, but cyrus is regretting the shoot. no shit? how about that. isn't that something? i was 15 twelve years ago (FUCK, i'm old) and it seems that every other move i made was rather regrettable; it's a part of being a teen, is it not? and so that prompts one to wonder: what the fuck were the adults in this sitch thinking? ah, yes: $$$. brilliant.
anyone who knows me knows that i'm rather liberal and in no way a prude when it comes to sex, even when it comes to discussing teens and sex, but this sitch is more or less inexcusable. yes, kids are obviously very interested in, and confused about, sex, just like the vast majority of people are, and we in the states tend to have a rather reactionary attitude about this, but no one but a fucking pedophile would want a kid to be sexualized like this. i've never paid any attention to this whole miley cyrus/hannah montana phenomenon-- b/c, as a 27-year-old male, why/how the fuck would/could i possibly care about this?-- but obviously it's pretty hard not to be cognizant of her and her fanbase. my interest in the juggernaut was always geared more toward her parents, though, and how they're shamelessly pimping out their daughter. but it's 2008 and this is what we do in industrialized, democratic societies. i mean, someone's gotta pay the bills! and in our peculiarly american marketplace, we often have to sell ourselves. it's not enough to let our talent or work do the hustle for us. we need to craft brands, perfect an image (b/c, truly, image is everything), carve out a niche, sell it to a demographic, and this always means selling ourselves. and this is where my point comes in. as an adult, it is one thing to sell yourself (and the debate over that, decades on, continues to burn), but a child cannot make that decision. and when that child is in an environment where adults are constantly showing her that it's okay to do just that, how can she make an informed decision? she can't. she has no model to show her otherwise. it sucks and i can be flip and sarcastic as possible about this, but it just frustrates me. i see a kid who is clearly not being looked out for by the people who supposedly should be doing just that. her parents obviously see her as a fucking meal ticket and what's really pathetic about this is that it's rather commonplace and i don't mean joe simpson and britney's parents. a cursory glance over "teh blogosphere" will immediately yield scores of pictures of kids their retarded-ass parents have no compunction of uploading for the drooling masses ("FIRST FTW omg that kid is fug lol") to gawk at.
i hate to be all absolutist again, but it's a black and white scenario. you can't sexualize kids the way this girl has been and then freak out when people start looking at underage teens as sex objects. get your messages straight: is it wrong to sexualize kids or is it okay? i can already see a pedo using this as some sort of justification for having child porn and i'm not sure he'd be entirely off-base w/ his argument. and i wonder what people would say if the photographer were male. just imagine some sleazy frenchman taking pictures of miley cyrus topless, "but w/ a sheet covering her," right, b/c the sheet makes it okay. if they really wanted her covered up, why not, oh, i dunno, put clothes on her? i mean, at this point it's pretty obvious billy ray cyrus has some massively confused (to put it charitably) feelings for his daughter. and i'm sure miley's mother is well aware of it, but shit, it isn't billy ray's awesomely longstanding and successful career that's lining her closets w/ jimmy choos, now is it?
goddamn it, i hate people.
nothing compares
i was already pretty annoyed that i couldn't make it coachella this year (no one in orange county really has good taste in music and my bff-- who, truth be told, is the only person in the world i'd want to go to a music fest in the dez with-- is in the fucking slammer till september, so i couldn't exactly go w/ her) but now i'm extra annoyed b/c prince apparently tore it up and allegedly even had fratboys reduced to tears w/ his rendition of sarah mclachlan's "angel," of all songs.
meh. i can at least keep reminding myself that, in irvine, about 10 or so miles from the coast, it's 99 degrees; so that means that in coachella, which is the dez, it's straight up blazing.
meh. i can at least keep reminding myself that, in irvine, about 10 or so miles from the coast, it's 99 degrees; so that means that in coachella, which is the dez, it's straight up blazing.
4.26.2008
streetlight
sleep is useless. and i've probably gotten around 10-15 hours of it this week, and most of those hours were aided by alcohol.
4.21.2008
4.18.2008
hi. oh, did you know yalies suck?
i'm sure by that now you've heard of that yale student (does anything good come from this institution?), aliza s'farts, who allegedly impregnated herself multiple times only to induce miscarriages so as to use the blood in these miscarriages in a "daring, edgy" piece of performance art and, hopefully, open up a "dialogue about art and human body." at first, it was, like, for real. then, not really. then, no, it really is real*. then, like, her youtubes vid was totes yanked. then, like, my brain revolted and stabbed my cranium w/ a unified bolt of synapses. quoth s'farts:
"I hope it inspires some sort of discourse . . . Sure, some people will be upset with the message and will not agree with it, but it's not the intention of the piece to scandalize anyone."
of course, this last piece is total horseshit. she absolutely wanted to scandalize people, which, of course, she did. i have to be honest w/ you, when something like this comes down the pike and enters into the collective pop culture consciousness, my "scandalize" meter automatically flatlines: i just can't be bothered to be annoyed at something so obviously meant to garner someone desperately coveted attention. because that's what this is about, is it not? aliza s'farts and her desperate, gushing need for attention? well, here it is. no, what really annoyed me about s'farts is her statement on politics and art, so endemic amongst twentysomething art students. quoth:
"I believe strongly that art should be a medium for politics and ideologies, not just a commodity . . . I think that I'm creating a project that lives up to the standard of what art is supposed to be."
wrong, wrong, and bad wrong. art and politics do not mix. the end. sorry to be absolutist about this, b/c i know absolutism is always wrong** but art is about nuance, grey areas, complexity, ambiguity; politics is none of these things. politics is entertainment and cheap-shot sloganeering. there was nothing artful about what s'farts did. it was a dog and pony show, a five sentence wikipedia entry, only to grow and expand on account of vandals. what she did was political, yes, but not artistic.
and, please, this individual is not "mentally ill" and does not need "help." she is yet another entitled, narcissistic tool in an endless line of many, viciously clawing for her 15 minutes. so, again, here it is. and now if you'll excuse me, i'm going to get a headstart on the weekend drunkery; yay me for contributing to this mess and being a part of the problem.
*no one knows for certain if the stuff really happened, man, b/c there are no such things as certainties, man, except for, like, the assertion that there are no certainties. man.
**c'mon, that's funny
"I hope it inspires some sort of discourse . . . Sure, some people will be upset with the message and will not agree with it, but it's not the intention of the piece to scandalize anyone."
of course, this last piece is total horseshit. she absolutely wanted to scandalize people, which, of course, she did. i have to be honest w/ you, when something like this comes down the pike and enters into the collective pop culture consciousness, my "scandalize" meter automatically flatlines: i just can't be bothered to be annoyed at something so obviously meant to garner someone desperately coveted attention. because that's what this is about, is it not? aliza s'farts and her desperate, gushing need for attention? well, here it is. no, what really annoyed me about s'farts is her statement on politics and art, so endemic amongst twentysomething art students. quoth:
"I believe strongly that art should be a medium for politics and ideologies, not just a commodity . . . I think that I'm creating a project that lives up to the standard of what art is supposed to be."
wrong, wrong, and bad wrong. art and politics do not mix. the end. sorry to be absolutist about this, b/c i know absolutism is always wrong** but art is about nuance, grey areas, complexity, ambiguity; politics is none of these things. politics is entertainment and cheap-shot sloganeering. there was nothing artful about what s'farts did. it was a dog and pony show, a five sentence wikipedia entry, only to grow and expand on account of vandals. what she did was political, yes, but not artistic.
and, please, this individual is not "mentally ill" and does not need "help." she is yet another entitled, narcissistic tool in an endless line of many, viciously clawing for her 15 minutes. so, again, here it is. and now if you'll excuse me, i'm going to get a headstart on the weekend drunkery; yay me for contributing to this mess and being a part of the problem.
*no one knows for certain if the stuff really happened, man, b/c there are no such things as certainties, man, except for, like, the assertion that there are no certainties. man.
**c'mon, that's funny
4.16.2008
the american left found dead in apparent suicide
good one, you guys. nicely done.
meanwhile, the right-wing suddenly finds itself w/ a lot of time on its hands since liberals took it upon themselves to obliterate each other.
meanwhile, the right-wing suddenly finds itself w/ a lot of time on its hands since liberals took it upon themselves to obliterate each other.
4.14.2008
more wiignacity
shit. wiig is out-of-control good. she has to be mentally ill-- skill like this doesn't come without a price.
bonus:
nick fehn
go die somewhere away from me
"omg, so is it, like, true that yr name means 'beef from god'? that is so cool and soooooooo, like, apt!"
the taller girl has perfected the, as a defamer commenter so eloquently put it, "the I-am-so-not-impressed-with-celebrities bitch face," also known as, orange county hospitality.
of fonts and discontent
when did trebuchet ms become all the rage? i've always found it to be a rather ghastly and weak font, and so was unsurprised to find out that it was designed by someone at microsoft (hence the ms) and as we all know, microsoft wouldn't know decent design if redmond itself was infected w/ a design virus. and anyway, what's wrong w/ arial? or courier new or verdana or georgia? why trebuchet ms of all fonts? ugh.
4.11.2008
rachael ray
really, what's w/ people hating on her so much? yeah, her voice is grating and her recipes probably suck (wouldn't know personally) but beyond that? i don't get it. a lot of people disparage her body but honestly i think she's pretty hot. not beautiful or gorgeous or anything, but she has a certain sex appeal. sure, i was troubled when i found out about her involvement w/ sxsw, but i suppose that proves one, or both, of two things: sxsw is "corporate" and/or she actually has decent taste, which is probably saying a lot more than the pale livejournal hordes who hate her. criticizing her for not having talent is like saying teens are self-absorbed. wow, and? how many famous people these days are actually talented? she, like oprah or dr. phil, is a businesswoman (well, mcgraw isn't a woman, but the prefix still stands). period. now, don't get me wrong, i despise phil mcgraw, but he's a fraud who poses as a "doctor" under the guise of "helping" people-- a bit more serious than ray's retarded catchphrases. but pick your battles, i guess.
i've known some people who've met her and they all say she's actually pretty nice and "cool" in person; not to mention she seems to have a healthy attitude about the people who dislike her.
i've known some people who've met her and they all say she's actually pretty nice and "cool" in person; not to mention she seems to have a healthy attitude about the people who dislike her.
4.07.2008
googly-eyed plants
holy christ:
all praise be to allah! nbc finally put this up on its snl page. i was loling like a fiend at this on saturday and i only had two beers!
all praise be to allah! nbc finally put this up on its snl page. i was loling like a fiend at this on saturday and i only had two beers!
4.06.2008
wiiging out!!1
dearest kristen wiig:
i want to have your babies. and, as you know, in this day and age it is possible for a nurturing, caring man such as myself to do just that. um, if you had sperm to give, of course.
aside: i noticed that in nearly every skit walken rarely made eye contact w/ the cast members when reading his lines. in the first skit i noticed this in, he was playing an extremely creepy man obsessed w/ a co-worker and i thought the lack of eye contact was in character, but in the next skit he was off looking at the prompter. i remembered reading an interview wherein he mentioned that he has a hard time remembering lines, and so i thought that was it, but then i noticed some of the other cast members looking off to the side, too. i have to say that while the past few weeks have been exceptional in content, this aspect of the show is really distracting, but bizarrely fascinating as well. and strangely enough, it's not nearly as annoying as jimmy fallon or horatio sanz cracking up during every (totally not funny) skit.
i want to have your babies. and, as you know, in this day and age it is possible for a nurturing, caring man such as myself to do just that. um, if you had sperm to give, of course.
aside: i noticed that in nearly every skit walken rarely made eye contact w/ the cast members when reading his lines. in the first skit i noticed this in, he was playing an extremely creepy man obsessed w/ a co-worker and i thought the lack of eye contact was in character, but in the next skit he was off looking at the prompter. i remembered reading an interview wherein he mentioned that he has a hard time remembering lines, and so i thought that was it, but then i noticed some of the other cast members looking off to the side, too. i have to say that while the past few weeks have been exceptional in content, this aspect of the show is really distracting, but bizarrely fascinating as well. and strangely enough, it's not nearly as annoying as jimmy fallon or horatio sanz cracking up during every (totally not funny) skit.
4.02.2008
oh, shit yes
there are some really awesome pictures of the joker leaked today. you can find them here.
note: if you don't know anything about the plot to the dark knight, these pictures could be considered spoilerish.
these are some of the coolest pictures i've seen of ledger's joker yet. yes, i have every leaked picture of the joker; yes, i saved all of them within an hour or two of them "hitting the streets"; yes, i'm a total geek for the joker.
batman sucks-- joker rules.
3.16.2008
wow, two decent snl shorts in a row?
i don't know about you, but i was completely aroused and moist by the end of this short. goodness . . .
3.10.2008
u stop! unhand her right now!
i have to admit, this digital short w/ chin samberg had me lol'ing like a fiend.
kind of makes you realize how lame batman is (and, by contrast, how fucking awesome the joker is).
kind of makes you realize how lame batman is (and, by contrast, how fucking awesome the joker is).
2.24.2008
LOLOLOL
ralph fucking nader, huh? are you out of your mind? what the fuck is this cat thinking? is he thinking? at this point in the game? you're not going to win. no. not close. not even a fraction of a chance. even though i'm basically on the same page as nader and the green party, i can't for the life of me understand what they're doing these days. i don't really think nader even wants to be president; i think it's about him and the green party. can you picture him on the job? what has he been doing this whole time? say what you want about the other candidates, but at least they've been out there hustling. nader just fumbles in, announces himself in that tediously monotonous mumble, and now all of us liberals are supposed to swoon over "finally having a real choice." fuck that. we've had a choice. his name is barack motherfucking obama, son.
president ralph is doing it for the lulz.
president ralph is doing it for the lulz.
2.22.2008
r.i.p., teo macero
teo macero, amazing musician and innovative producer, died on tuesday:
macero was one of the deciding factors in me deciding to explore the seemingly limitless possibilities in audio production and editing and move beyond merely playing and creating music. as the article rightly states, he had a lasting, although largely unsung, impact on the subsequent decades following his collaborative relationship w/ miles davis. macero was one of the first producers to stretch the boundaries of what record producers usually do and had a vital role in the end result; a precursor to the "superstar producer" of today.
Helping to build Miles Davis albums like “Bitches Brew,” “In a Silent Way” and “Get Up With It,” Mr. Macero (pronounced TEE-oh mah-SEH-roh) used techniques partly inspired by composers like Edgard Varèse, who had been using tape-editing and electronic effects to help shape the music. Such techniques were then new to jazz and have largely remained separate from it since. But the electric-jazz albums he helped Davis create — especially “Bitches Brew,” which remains one of the best-selling albums by a jazz artist — have deeper echoes in almost 40 years of experimental pop, like work by Can, Brian Eno and Radiohead.
macero was one of the deciding factors in me deciding to explore the seemingly limitless possibilities in audio production and editing and move beyond merely playing and creating music. as the article rightly states, he had a lasting, although largely unsung, impact on the subsequent decades following his collaborative relationship w/ miles davis. macero was one of the first producers to stretch the boundaries of what record producers usually do and had a vital role in the end result; a precursor to the "superstar producer" of today.
2.18.2008
locomotive
ive been listening to nothing but guns n roses lately and so naturally, ive picked up slashs autobiography and the new axl biography by mick wall. i just started axls biography and am nearly done w/ slashs. if youre curious about slash but dont want to wade neck-deep through the dark matter, allow me to sum it up:
smack, coke, blow jobs under the table in a shitty mexican joint, fifth of jack, coke, smack, jack, jack, cop smack, slam smack, coke, blow job, axls a fucking weirdo, smack, fat rails, thin rails, blow job, axls a dick, coke, cop smack, fix smack, reckless driving, jack, blow job, teabagged by tommy lee, axls a fucking dick, smack, blow, jack, jack, smack, coke, arrested, totally mindblowing random act of kindness from axl, holy shit someone od'd, jack, speedballing, cop smack, fat rails, speedballing, little demons all over the place, intervention, rehab, withdrawal, fiend smack, cop smack, mmmm smack, coke, speedballing, really fucking disturbing anecdote involving james hetfield "skullfucking some girl" in slashs room, axl freaking the motherfuck out, riot, steven adler totally junked out, jack, coke, kick steven adler out, izzys out like a light, motherfucking axl, blow job, "wheres izzy?", matt sorum hates axl, gilby fucking clarke?, fucking motherfucking axl, riot, riot, riot, motherfucker, fiend smack, cop smack, fat rails w/ some pr0n chick, overdose, another mindblowing act of random kindness from axl, goddamn it, fucking axl goddamn rose, leave the band, then everyone leaves the band, axls a dick but only slash has earned the right to call him that and will beat anyone elses ass who calls him one.
in a word: (fucking) awesome. heres the original line up totally fucking pwning you w/ a live rendition of "welcome to the jungle" back in '88:
smack, coke, blow jobs under the table in a shitty mexican joint, fifth of jack, coke, smack, jack, jack, cop smack, slam smack, coke, blow job, axls a fucking weirdo, smack, fat rails, thin rails, blow job, axls a dick, coke, cop smack, fix smack, reckless driving, jack, blow job, teabagged by tommy lee, axls a fucking dick, smack, blow, jack, jack, smack, coke, arrested, totally mindblowing random act of kindness from axl, holy shit someone od'd, jack, speedballing, cop smack, fat rails, speedballing, little demons all over the place, intervention, rehab, withdrawal, fiend smack, cop smack, mmmm smack, coke, speedballing, really fucking disturbing anecdote involving james hetfield "skullfucking some girl" in slashs room, axl freaking the motherfuck out, riot, steven adler totally junked out, jack, coke, kick steven adler out, izzys out like a light, motherfucking axl, blow job, "wheres izzy?", matt sorum hates axl, gilby fucking clarke?, fucking motherfucking axl, riot, riot, riot, motherfucker, fiend smack, cop smack, fat rails w/ some pr0n chick, overdose, another mindblowing act of random kindness from axl, goddamn it, fucking axl goddamn rose, leave the band, then everyone leaves the band, axls a dick but only slash has earned the right to call him that and will beat anyone elses ass who calls him one.
in a word: (fucking) awesome. heres the original line up totally fucking pwning you w/ a live rendition of "welcome to the jungle" back in '88:
2.16.2008
yacht rock (dahlink)
is this shit ever going to get old? years ago, it was the strokes (remember them?). then it was clap your hands say yeah (fuck no). then the arctic monkeys. then peter, bjorn, nikolai, sven, timmy. now its vampire weekend. of course, its very easy to understand why this band is as hyped as it is: theyre rich and they write completely inoffensive pop music. and if theres anything that we love in america its easy cheese and money. i cant help but feel that this is somewhat comparable to the early 80s when bands like the knack were huge. at the moment, it seems as if the more derivative, predictable, bland, and clean-cut a band is, the more likely they are to get written about in details or have a lengthy thread started over at ilx or whatever.
how is it that weve found ourselves living in a bret easton ellis novel? paris, trump, bravo tv, vampire weekend? oh, well. i guess its not so bad. everything is cyclical (supposedly) so now we just have to wait around for the "next guns n roses" to make popular music exciting and greasy again. but, ugh, that means the next grunge movement wont be too far behind. excuse me while i go off myself.
how is it that weve found ourselves living in a bret easton ellis novel? paris, trump, bravo tv, vampire weekend? oh, well. i guess its not so bad. everything is cyclical (supposedly) so now we just have to wait around for the "next guns n roses" to make popular music exciting and greasy again. but, ugh, that means the next grunge movement wont be too far behind. excuse me while i go off myself.
2.11.2008
go herbie!
props to herbie hancock for cleaning up at the grammys last night. i used to think the awards show was ridiculous, but crap, at least theyve finally acknowledged a true giant like herbie.
heres herbie when he was in the miles davis quintet, absolutely tearing it up w/ their rendition of "round midnight":
2.07.2008
"this is where we break it down, ooooh, this is where we break it down, ahhhh"
i love me some flight of the conchords and im eagerly awaiting the second season of the show. if youve never watched it, its about these two new zealanders, jemaine and bret, w/ a folk/electronica novelty act, the flight of the conchords, who move to nyc to make it. they dont- theyre totally lame. their manager, murray, is the source of endless lolz. he begins every band meeting w/ roll call and meticulously goes over bullet items on his yellow scratch pad. jemaine and bret have little luck w/ women, dont drink or swear, and bret always wears sweaters w/ animal prints. their one friend, dave (played by arj barker), is a crude, belligerent new yorker whos always supplying the guys w/ awful advice on women and can never remember that theyre from new zealand, not "england or some shit." the conchords play gigs at electronics expos, airport lobbys, and new jersey public parks. their sole fan, mel, is wholly obsessed and devoted to them; in other words, she fucking stalks the shit out of them and is always trying to get a manage going. her husband, her one-time college professor, sometimes accompanies her on her stalks and is far too ineffectual to say or do anything about his wifes blatant erotic fixation on the guys. oh, and the dudes will randomly break into song during the course of an episode. are you sold yet? if not, here are some vids taken from a few episodes:
"hip-hopopotamus vs rhymenoceros"
bret and jemaine are about to get robbed when jemaine breaks out into a rap about being the motherflippin rhymenocerous and how its consequently ill-advised to rob them. needless to say, this is not a deterrent to their robbers.
"shes so hot (boom)"
bret gets a job as a sign holder. he has to train a n00b by the name of coco. whilst telling her about his band, he falls deep into lust w/ her and breaks into a m.i.a.-esque world jam about "boom boom lets rock the boom my eyes are zoomin my bodys boomin enough small boom lets boom the boom boom."
"inner-city pressure"
after dumpster diving for the nights meal, the boys launch into a pet shop boys-esque, synth-heavy tale about the gritty streets of nyc, complete w/ pitch-shifted refrain. "no one understands, no one sympathizes, so you just stay home and play synthesizers"
"think about it, think about it"
another rumination on the bleak realities of city life, the band sails into a smooth marvin gaye-inspired, mid-70s' slowjam, complete w/ lyrics about "kids callin each other names like 'dork'" and "people getting diseases from monkeys." and then they break it down.
"hip-hopopotamus vs rhymenoceros"
bret and jemaine are about to get robbed when jemaine breaks out into a rap about being the motherflippin rhymenocerous and how its consequently ill-advised to rob them. needless to say, this is not a deterrent to their robbers.
"shes so hot (boom)"
bret gets a job as a sign holder. he has to train a n00b by the name of coco. whilst telling her about his band, he falls deep into lust w/ her and breaks into a m.i.a.-esque world jam about "boom boom lets rock the boom my eyes are zoomin my bodys boomin enough small boom lets boom the boom boom."
"inner-city pressure"
after dumpster diving for the nights meal, the boys launch into a pet shop boys-esque, synth-heavy tale about the gritty streets of nyc, complete w/ pitch-shifted refrain. "no one understands, no one sympathizes, so you just stay home and play synthesizers"
"think about it, think about it"
another rumination on the bleak realities of city life, the band sails into a smooth marvin gaye-inspired, mid-70s' slowjam, complete w/ lyrics about "kids callin each other names like 'dork'" and "people getting diseases from monkeys." and then they break it down.
2.05.2008
life is good for the moment
ive got an ice-cold stella and a fucking fat burrito from chipotle (sorry, molly, you snob).
i ask you: what else is needed?
i ask you: what else is needed?
2.04.2008
what in sweet christ--
IS this shit? to be literal, its heidi montags music video, but on a deeper, existential level, what in sweet christ is this shit?
um-- ? mean, snarky quips elude me at the moment. i just cant believe that, way back in the day when the hills was a new show, i actually thought she was kind of cute. kind of. when i covered part of my eyes and cut off half her chin.
um-- ? mean, snarky quips elude me at the moment. i just cant believe that, way back in the day when the hills was a new show, i actually thought she was kind of cute. kind of. when i covered part of my eyes and cut off half her chin.
2.03.2008
<3
ive changed my mind on feist: i fucking love her. i would sire her children. also, we have the same birthday (though she is like 5 years older than i am).
2.01.2008
coulter endorses clinton
now, i know everyone thinks that coulter just says shit to remain in the public eye, but i believe she means what she says. shell vote for clinton if it comes down between her and mccain. why does this make perfect sense to me? and i actually completely agree w/ her that clinton would be stronger on the war than mccain.
what a precarious time for conservatives. i almost feel bad for them.
1.30.2008
got a good idea of what will be all over the news tomorrow
im pretty sure itll be news of a video of heath ledger scoring coke at a party.
i linked a news segment featuring the video but changed my mind on the matter. personally, i enjoy drugs and am not appalled/astonished/shocked/whatever that ledger was a user. it doesnt bother me and definitely does not make me think any less of him as an actor. but obviously a lot of people have moral objections to it and find it distasteful/unfortunate that he used and that his use may have contributed to his death. its a tricky subject, but then, i use drugs myself, so perhaps my opinion is skewed.
1.26.2008
so i was kind of arrested the other night
one movie cliche ive found to be true is that the cops really do slap the cuffs on you as tightly as possible. that shit is uncomfortable-- especially for two-plus hours.
dicks.
1.22.2008
heath ledger
wow.
what the fuck. this is fucking bullshit.
i never write about celebrities b/c i dont give a fuck, but i actually really dug heath ledger. he just seemed like a really cool, genuine guy who cared about the craft and art of his work-- not so much about being famous. i was stoked out of my mind about him playing the joker. i was convinced he would wipe the fucking floor w/ nicholsons performance. ask anyone who knows me and theyll tell you how unabashedly geeky i am over the dark knight, particularly over ledger as the joker. in an age of celeb-fatigue, ledger was one of the few i wouldve considered approaching and giving props to if i ever saw him on the street.
theres more to say, and im really quite surprised b/c ive written quite a bit about this, but it isnt the time yet. this is still breaking and theres still far too much speculation going on, so out of respect for him, and his friends and family, im just going to hold off for now.
ugh. this is fucked. you will be missed, absolutely.
1.19.2008
drink it up
saw cloverfield and there will be blood (for the second time) yesterday. my brother and i caught the former at a 12:45 pm showing and even then it was crowded (w/ mostly brosephs). the relentless hype had a negative effect on me and i was basically sick of the movie weeks ago, but once it started i got into it and thought, well, okay, yeah, this might actually kick some ass.
until, that is, the fucking thing showed up. jesus christ, the monster is whack. ive never been so thoroughly not scared by a mankind-crushing creature in a movie before. the completely abrupt transition from twentysomething melodrama ("i wuv my best friend but i cant tell her, man, im going to japan anyway, so whats the point, man?") to rampaging chaos was brilliant, but once footage of the monster was shown they done lost me. and it sucks b/c the possibilities were fucking endless! and they had to go and throw a sea creature at us? meh.
what really cheeses me about the movie was that, a few years ago during a tumultuous break up, i had a very similar dream-- it even took place in upstate new york. in the dream my then-soon-to-be-ex-girlfriend and i were in albany, where shes from, and im basically moving my shit out of her place one night when suddenly a really intense aurora starts filtering across the sky, casting everything in these intense blues, greens, and purples. then these lights, which look like comets, start streaking across the sky and crash on the horizon, detonating on impact. my ex and i, and everyone on the block, are dazzled but quickly it turns to dread and panic when we realize "something really terrible" had just invaded. insert long, dramatic run-for-your-life sequence which ends in me getting killed trying to fight off some nutjob who, during the course of all this chaos, attempts to rape my ex (i guess my subconscious thought looting was too cliche?). then i woke up. it was a pretty amazing dream/nightmare and i really wanted to turn it into a movie some day, but cloverfield totally fucking ruined it. and the fucking creature sucks. the aliens in my dream were unprecedented-- ive never seen this sort of thing in a movie or read about it in a sci/fi book before. im not going to say what they were b/c i still want to run w/ this idea. i believe in it so strongly that, ultimately, i wont let cloverfield ruin it for me and im convinced i could hustle a studio into bankrolling it.
on the other hand, there will be blood is inexplicably rad. i wont wax blog about it, since tons of others already have, but i will say that daniel day-lewis absolutely tears it up and his performance marks you. paul dano does an admirable job of countering him. intense shit. i was never a paul thomas anderson fan before, but hes won me over w/ this.
1.15.2008
what the motherfuck, STEVE?
so the apple keynote address was today, where an anorexic notebook was introduced, itunes movie rentals was introduced, and an upgrade for the iphone was introduced. oh, yeah, an upgrade for the touch was unveiled, too-- for $20.
are you out of your fucking mind, jobs? it isnt enough that i paid $430 for the touch, now i have to pony up $20 for shit that shouldve been on there to begin w/ (mail, stocks, weather, blah blah blah)? why is it that w/ iphone early adopters you gave them $100 "store credit," but w/ the touch early adopters you just insist we bend over and toss the lube out the window? is there something else bundled in this upgrade? is the $20 to keep safari from crashing? is it to keep the player from crashing while using safari? is it going to magickally install two more gigs? no? then WTF STEVE?
1.09.2008
3 things more annoying than ron paul supporters
3. jock itch
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um. hmm. this was a bit harder than previously considered. will get back to you.
(oh shit, my computers getting hacked.)
stop it
how many people do you know drink beer? unless youre straightedge or a recovering alkie, id say about 9 out of 10 people you know, right? so why is that when talking about politicians or celebrities or whatever, some of us use beer-drinking as a gauge of an approachable/likable character? "so-and-so may be a a bit of a douchebag, but he seems like the kinda guy you can have a beer w/, so hes okay in my book!" listen, please stop. this is like saying kim jong ill is cool b/c he likes pr0n and pop culture (okay, so maybe that makes him a little cool, but still). i know its important for idols to be "down to earth," but goddamn it, have some standards. dont get me wrong, i like beer (even though i prefer the hard stuff mahself), but everyone drinks beer. everyone. retarded 12-year-olds drink beer; whats the big fucking deal? putting all your faith in someone b/c they seem (SEEM!) like you could "have a beer widim" is like falling in love w/ someone b/c you can chat w/ them in aim. its just tacky.
1.02.2008
2007 in music
what better way to bring in the new year than to laboriously go over the merits of last years aural contributions? so here are my picks for the 16 best recordings of 2007. (why not 16? its a round number; also, i forgot one and had to insert it.) last year was a pretty fucking amazing one for music, but you know what that means: this year is gonna blow. i delayed writing this post, mostly out of sheer laziness, but also b/c there were several albums released last year that i have yet to hear (ghostface and wu-tang spring to mind) and i hesitate to set anything in stone, as it were.
16. blonde redhead, 23
video: title track
15. mayhem, ordo ad chao
video: audio-only of "illuminate to eliminate"
14. tegan and sara, the con
video: title track
13. justice, cross
video: "d.a.n.c.e."
12. radiohead, in rainbows
video: "reckoner"
11. kanye, graduation
video: audio-only of "drunk n hot girls"
10. andrew bird, armchair apocrypha
16. blonde redhead, 23
video: title track
15. mayhem, ordo ad chao
video: audio-only of "illuminate to eliminate"
14. tegan and sara, the con
video: title track
13. justice, cross
video: "d.a.n.c.e."
12. radiohead, in rainbows
video: "reckoner"
11. kanye, graduation
video: audio-only of "drunk n hot girls"
10. andrew bird, armchair apocrypha
video: "yawny at the apocalypse"
9. cinematic orchestra, ma fluer
video: performance of "to build a home" featuring patrick watson.
8. between the buried and me, colors
video: studio footage of the band recording the album. w/ the constant click of the metronome and kurt fucking russell featured prominently, how can you go wrong?
7. jesu, conqueror
video: performance of "old year"
6. burial, untrue
video: "ghost hardware"
5. pelican, city of echoes
video: fan-made photo slideshow featuring "a delicate sense of balance" (best song on the album, btw).
4. battles, mirrored
video: "tonto"
3. the field, from here we go sublime
video: "over the ice"
2. mia, kala
video: "paper planes"; as if i couldnt love her any more, she had to go and rep metallicas ride the lightning in this vid. plz plz plz marry me.
1. dillinger escape plan, ire works
video: "party smasher"
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