Cop a Feel
While we're still about a week away from the October 20th release date of the new Spiral Stairs album "The Real Feel" you can hop over to the ThinkIndie site and stream the album in its entirety right now.
For those who don't know ThinkIndie is a digital music store run by a bunch of real record stores.
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Found! The Real Party Doctor!
A little more malevolent than my mental pic of the good doc, but still follows the script. I'd like to think he'd ride the deer to safety or something....Missing man found dressed like doctor with dead deer in stolen ambulance
Sun-Sentinel
Posted September 28 2005, 9:43 AM EDT
JACKSONVILLE -- A man reported missing from a Florida hospital was found in
North Carolina dressed like a doctor and driving a stolen ambulance with a dead
deer wedged in the back, authorities said.
Leon Holliman Jr., 37, was reported missing from a River Region Human Services
facility in Jacksonville last month. The North Carolina State Highway Patrol found
him driving the ambulance with the deer on Sunday.
``I don't know how the man got it up in there,'' said Sgt. Robert Pearson. ``It
was a six point buck.''
It wasn't known where Holliman got the deer, which had been dead for some time, Pearson said.
Authorities tracked the stolen ambulance through three rural North Carolina counties and one county in southern Virginia before its tires were punctured and it wound up in a ditch, Pearson said.
Holliman was admitted to a North Carolina hospital for a psychiatric evaluation. Police said they would decide whether to charge Holliman after that evaluation is complete.
Brace Yourself For Spongmonkey
There are few words that can introduce this clip, I give you Spongmonkey from rathergood.com
Tim Page Takes A Crack Out Of The Old Escandalo Style-Guide
From the Washington Post's Howard Kurtz :
A Pulitzer Prize-winning writer for The Washington Post has apologized to D.C. Council member Marion Barry for sending an intemperate e-mail to his spokesman.
"It's the stupidest thing I've done in 30 years in journalism," music critic Tim Page (above) said yesterday. "I hope people won't judge me on this one explosion."
Page wrote Barry's aide, Andre Johnson, last week after receiving an unsolicited press release about the former mayor's views on Greater Southeast Community Hospital:
"Must we hear about it every time this crack addict attempts to rehabilitate himself with some new -- and typically half-witted -- political grandstanding? I'd be grateful if you would take me off your mailing list. I cannot think of anything the useless Marion Barry could do that would interest me in the slightest, up to and including overdose."
Post Executive Editor Leonard Downie Jr. called Page's e-mail "a terrible mistake" and said he has taken "appropriate internal action," but neither he nor Page would disclose it. Page plans to take a previously scheduled four-month leave starting Jan. 1.
Downie said Page "has nothing to do with our local political coverage, as a music critic. On the other hand, it was sent on Washington Post e-mail, and he represents The Washington Post in everything he does."
Barry said in an interview that he was "outraged" and "incredulous" at the "despicable" e-mail, "particularly coming from a reporter at a reputable newspaper like The Washington Post, not a rag." He said the note amounted to "character assassination" at a time when "around the nation, it's almost open season on black people."
With all due respect to the former Mayor, if there was a racial component to Page's message, the Post made no such thing clear to this reader. If Page's great error was calling an elected official a "crack addict", perhaps an amended letter would've sufficed rather than a formal apology? To wit, Barry's mere conviction on a cocaine possession charge in 1990 (and prior appearance smoking crack on an FBI surveillance tape) is no way proper justification for calling this respected public servant a crack addict.
However, had Page's offending passage read "must we hear about it every time this recreational user of crack attempts to rehabilitate himself with some new -- and typically half-witted -- political grandstanding?", I'm sure there'd have been far less outcry.
Shat In The (Linkin Park's) Van!!
No square inch of scenery left to chew, no square inch of Shatner's ass to kiss, and no clips of the interview on YouTube yet, but one can enjoy Mike Patton exploring everything that happened in music between The Infectious Grooves and Linkin Park!Taxman, Mr. Thief
No word on how the hacky-sac tax will be enforced, however, from the Tennesean's Jessica Fender.Among the hippies, rockers, free spirits and other Bonnaroo revelers partying in Manchester today will be a less likely festival figure: the taxman.
In an example of Tennessee's controversial drug tax in action, state revenue agents plan to collect fees on the illegal substances that some concertgoers bring for personal use and sale. It's not an effort to curb drug use — for some, a Bonnaroo tradition that has sent tens to the hospital and a few to the morgue — but to make sure state and local authorities recoup drug enforcement costs.
For an ounce and a half of marijuana, just above the limit for a misdemeanor drug charge, the tax amounts to about $165, said Al Laney, director of tax enforcement for the state revenue department.
"Naturally, these people will be arrested and their assets will be confiscated," Laney said. "We assess a person while they're under arrest and seize any assets that law enforcement may want to turn over to us."
DOUBLE ALBUM SHOWDOWN: TFUL 282's Mother of All Saints and Fleetwood Mac's Tusk.
Hello. Tusk has a few tracks that predate introspective, 90’s indie rock. That’s Buckingham checking in with “Walk a Thin Line”….the obscenely catchy ballad that sounds like Built To Spill. Mother of All Saints also looked to the future, albeit a future that has yet to occur. Indie rock, or tastemaker rock, or cool shit, or whatever you want to call it, in 2007, SHOULD sound like Mother of All Saints. It doesn’t. Tusk has the ye olde photo of a pesky, perhaps feral dog tearing away at some unlucky chump’s trouser leg. Mother of All Saints has some mouth action, too, but it could pass for a Naked City cover or a later, “mature” offering from Suffocation. It must be noted that Thinking Fellers collectively had a much better sense of humor than John Zorn. Despite being one of the greatest (and weirdest) mainstream pop records of the payola era, the public felt otherwise and Tusk unwittingly helped to destroy the music industry as it was known in 1979. Its “ambitious” recording budget and efficient, non-stop journey from warehouse to cutout bin almost bankrupted Warner Brothers, and led to an industry-wide contract genocide that effectively ended many of the “careers” that resulted from the AOR signing frenzy of ’76 – ’79 (1). When I was nineteen, Mother of All Saints really alienated and disturbed the soon to be vanquished jam band acquaintances (2) that remained lurking in the tiers of my eight-count friend circle. Christ on a crutch, you’d think I was writing a 33 1/3 here, with all of the petty, “aw, me” nostalgia.
2. Yes, jam banders existed in 1992. It was their choices that were few: Phish, Widespread Panic, Spin Doctors, and the Dead.
More Proof that New York Is Getting Soft
Our good friends at the New York Post are reporting this morning that Limelight, the once-infamous nightclub, will be resurrected as a mini-mall:
December 19, 2006 -- The former Episcopal church that once housed the sacrilegious Limelight nightclub will be born again - as a retail mini-mall.
Now known as the Avalon nightclub, the legendary 12,000-square-foot venue on Sixth Avenue at West 20th Street will shutter its doors in early 2007.
"The landlord has decided that he doesn't want to go forward with another nightclub," said broker Frank Terzulli, of Winnick Realty Group.
"He's going to cut it up for retail tenants and a restaurant with patio seating."
Terzulli added, "The area is becoming more upscale with high-priced condos and stores, and that will make it more difficult to get permits from the community board" for a nightclub...
Sources say international discount-clothing retailer H&M is the likely main tenant for the space, which features triple-height ceilings and mezzanine levels.
A representative for Winnick would not confirm any specific names, since no leases have yet been signed.
Limelight, founded in the deconsecrated church in 1983, hosted some of clubland's wildest parties in the '80s and early '90s under now-deported club king Peter Gatien (above).
In 1996, federal agents charged that Limelight was a "drug supermarket" and shut it down.
Gatien was acquitted of racketeering and drug charges but convicted of tax evasion. He spent time in jail and was eventually deported to his native Canada.
That same year, one of the club's flamboyant promoters, Michael Alig, pleaded guilty to manslaughter for killing Angel Melendez, a club regular and reputed drug dealer over a money dispute. He's still in jail.
Limelight reopened under new management but was shuttered again in 2002.
It came back to life in November of that year as the short-lived Estate. Avalon followed a few months later.
My only memory of the place is seeing Mogwai play there last year, but I'm sure other Mata-folks would be happy to share anything they might possibly remember (as long as the statute of limitations are up).
For The Wire Set
About two years ago, I fell deeply in love with The Wire. You can't even describe it in words. Sordid twists on corruption, taciturn civil servants and then...that drug experiment with all those drugs. So, why not start a whole blog dedicated to understanding it. Well, someone already beat me to the punch. Behold....the Heaven and Here blog. (you'll recognize some contributors including the editor of world-class b-ball blog... Free Darko.)
Oh, and some accompaniment music - "JSBX: Do You Wanna Get It (mp3)"
Judge Exonerates Doherty, Gives New Single 9 Out of 10 Stars, Weighs Mp3 Blogging Options
In a clear message to the industry about the importance of a lead single, Judge Jane McIvor spared Pete "Pookie" Doherty prison time citing a new single "that is very good." Five months ago, Doherty pleaded guilty to five charges of possessing heroin, cocaine, cannibis and crack (or as it's known on that one bridge in Camden - the Babyshambles Combo Platter).
When asked about the sentencing, attorneys for the defendant were cautiously optmistic. "To be honest, we were worried after McIvor went on record giving the Dirty Pretty Things debut an early nod for album of the year," explained lead counsel Sean Curren. "Obviously, her comments weren't without criticism, but we're hoping this bumps the upcoming single review into a feature in the NME."
Daily Telegraph: "So, how about that plus one?"
Freedom Isn't Free...
....and neither is heavy advertising on Comedy Central.From the AP :
Following the news early Thursday of a terrorist plot to blow up in-flight passenger airplanes, executives at Paramount Pictures considered scaling back advertising for the new Oliver Stone film, “World Trade Center,” which opened nationwide Wednesday.
Ultimately, with executives and other analysts unable to predict how moviegoers, unsettled by the news events, will be affected, the studio decided not to change its in-place marketing plans.
No decision was reached, however, to pull a unfunny-under-any-circumstances Sierra Mist spot from Comedy Central's late night programming Thursday, that featured Michael Ian Black's fruity fizzy drink being confiscated by thirsty airport security staff (played by Jim Gaffigan and Kathy Griffin).
Given the current sensitivity to the issue, we might not see that ad nearly as often in the days ahead. That said, PepsiCo has shown a willingness to have some fun with a serious moment in history, so perhaps we can look forward to a series of comedic vingettes about the long-term effects of heavy benzene consumption.
Wisconsin vs. California, God's country gets it right without God. The Better Burger, Culver's Beats In n' Out
There's another regional Burger Business to pay attention to. Culver's of Wisconsin beats California's In-n-Out, hands down. The specialty at Culver's is the Butterburger Double Deluxe, similar to In 'n Out's Double Double Animal Style. The difference in the Butterburger is the Crispy Patty; how they do it is a trade secret I'm sure but the crispy crust that gives way to the tender beef patty blows away the rubbery chew of the In 'n Out DBL-DBL. Culver's cheese is Sconny's finest and the bun is a buttery cloud of not too much bread. The fries are a hearty Crinkle Cut and the Custard is INSANE, like Vanilla Butter. Culver's does this without the creepy Jesus references in sneaky places (ever look a the bottom of an In 'n Out cup?). Culver's doesn't need the extra help.Also check out the Culvers movie. Did Clay Tarver direct this?
We Have Much To Learn From The French
From Reuters :The 18-year-old French woman was hospitalized with scaly skin on her legs and hands, appearing unsteady and mentally sluggish, doctors said.
They found the condition puzzling, especially since the woman's twin sister displayed similar, but less severe, symptoms and there was no family history of the problem, the doctors reported in this week's New England Journal of Medicine.
Several days later, doctors discovered the cause: a bag of mothballs stashed in her hospital room.
The teenagers had been using the mothballs to get high, inhaling air from the bag for about 10 minutes a day because classmates had recommended it. The sicker of the young women also had been chewing half a mothball a day for two months.
The doctors described the high as "dangerous" and most likely under-reported in medical literature.
The teenager told the doctors that she continued to use the mothballs during her hospitalization "because she thought her symptoms were not related to her habit," said Lionel Feuillet at the Hospital of Timone in Marseille, France.
Mothballs, used to prevent moth larva from getting into clothing, contain paradichlorobenzene, a substance also found in air fresheners and insect repellents that can cause liver and kidney failure, and severe anemia.