If nothing else, the above film might finally explain why they replaced all the pinball at Max Fish with slot machines.
Archive for November, 2007
“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.
Though ‘Jukebox’ won’t be available until January 22 (a day earlier in the UK and Europe), the original Chan Marshall composition “Song To Bobby” is available starting today from the iTunes Music Store.
Always wear a clean pair of undies, folks, ’cause you never know when yours might up in the Daily Mail. Said tabloid’s Tom Rawstrorne is genuinely bummed at Facebook’s “30 Reasons Girls Should Call It A Night”
Part of the Facebook phenomenon (6.5million active users in the UK alone and growing by the day), it was set up by an American student and as its name suggests has as its basis a 30-strong list of telltale signs that the “sisterhood” should recognise as being indicative of home-time.
They include having “no idea where your friends are”, sitting down and the room starting to spin, passing out at a party and waking up with “writing all over your face and limbs”, making out with five different guys, stripping off and falling over.
most eye-catching are the 5,000-odd pictures posted on the site.
These include women, the majority identified by name, vomiting in toilets or over themselves, collapsing on the ground, urinating in public or inadvertently exposing themselves.
Some of the images are shocking. Most are deeply depressing.
And what is extraordinary is that the majority of these pictures are posted onto the web by the subjects themselves.
Professor Furedi believes social networking sites are used by young people to signal that they are “out there” and that they want to be noticed.
“Although there is now a fairly deeply entrenched drinking culture amongst young people where basically people drink for its own sake, it is also being used as a way to show people what a daring, risk-taking, funky young person they are,” he says.
Sheesh. Good thing only women get up to this kind of thing.
hey kids, here are two tracks off our double A side single off our new record, ‘rip it off.’ these were recorded at the state-of-the-art, multi-million dollar ‘self-esteem studio’ recording facility in columbus, ohio. send us a post if you are interested in working there. very cheap rates and very fine chaps. we can put in a good word for you… because, as the big-wigs at the office tell us, cheaper recordings mean more money for drugs.
(mgmt notation : said 7″ will also include two b-sides that will not appear on ‘Rip It Off’, The Petticoats’ “Allergy” and the Times New Viking original “Western Civ”. 550 copies max, sleeves hand stamped by the band, gentlemen and gentleladies, start your hoarding engines now).
(Alan Rankine – fondly remembered — late at night — by at least one journalist)
“Can a red-blooded hetero with a troglodyte’s penchant for curvy Page 3 ‘stunnas’ also be in love, albeit platonically, with geezers in bands?” asks the Guardian’s Paul Lester. Hey, why the heck not? But where’s the love for King Diamond?
Personally, when it comes to blokes, I like ‘em alien and androgynous, weird, skinny and fucked-up. I’ve got one picture of Todd Rundgren sitting cross-legged on a bed at the height of his post-psychedelic whiz-kiddery in 1974 in which he looks so transfixingly translucent and transgenderly divine it makes me die a little inside. He’s my number one heartthrob pin-up, always was, always will be. The fact that he’s a genius is neither here nor there. He takes a good photo. But I’m not the faithful type. I also go ga-ga for Sly Stone circa There’s a Riot Going On, the intelligent but degenerate (good combo, that) Alex Chilton, white Hendrix Randy California, David Cassidy at his pretty peak, the Cheap Trick sex gods, Alan Rankine of Associates when he looked like Rudolph Valentino and Liam Gallagher’s lovechild, the surreally cute Nick Heyward, Michael Jackson just when he went all mutant-extraterrestrial on our ass circa 1984, and Wayne Coyne before he morphed from clean-cut cosmic boy to mature grey-beard.
See, a lot of male musicians have a Beauty Moment, while others sustain it over the distance. Bernard Sumner kept up his adorable lad-naif thing for over a decade. Keef looked better the more drugged-out he got, although there was a turning point when iconic debauchery gave way to dishevelled chic then simply to decrepit. There are categories of shaggability, from northern bit of rough (hi, Ian and Liam) to studio brainiac (Eno, say – come on, Eno in the mid-70s was a fox!). Certain styles give me the horn: the baggy shorts and shaved barnets ensemble of the postpunk/white funk brigade always did it for me.
Today we announce the final sequence for Cat Power’s upcoming ‘Jukebox’ album, to be released on January 22. The names below indicate the best known performer of the original songs, who are not necessarily the songwriters:
1. New York (Frank Sinatra)
2. Ramblin’ (Wo)man (Hank Williams)
3. Metal Heart (Cat Power *)
4. Silver Stallion (The Highwaymen)
5. Aretha, Sing One For Me (George Jackson)
6. Lost Someone (James Brown)
7. Lord, Help The Poor And Needy (Jessie Mae Hemphill)
8. I Believe In You (Bob Dylan)
9. Song To Bobby (written by Chan Marshall and Matt Sweeney)
10. Don’t Explain (Billie Holiday)
11. Woman Left Lonely (Janis Joplin)
12. Blue (Joni Mitchell)
* original version on the ‘Moon Pix’ album
** first appearance of this song
In addition, there will be a limited-edition silver foil deluxe package with a bonus disc containing the following 5 songs:
1. I Feel (Hot Boys)
2. Naked, If I Want To (Moby Grape)
3. Breathless (Nick Cave)
4. Angelitos Negros (Roberta Flack)
5. She’s Got You (Patsy Cline)
Photo by Stefano Giovannini.
The album cover image, along with full songwriting and publishing information for the original sequence of songs can be found at the original announcement. Here is the information for the songs not on that sequence:
7. Lord, Help The Poor and Needy
Traditional, from Jessie Mae Hemphill, arranged by Chan Marshall, Public Domain
Written by Joni Mitchell, published by Joni Mitchell Publishing Corp./Sony ATV Tunes, LLC (ASCAP)
bonus 1. I Feel
Written by Carter, Dorsey, Gray, Thomas, Virgil, published by Chopper City Music Publishing/Money Mack Music (BMI)
bonus 2. Naked, If I Want To
Written by Jerry Miller, published by Ervenson Publishing Co. (BMI)
bonus 3. Breathless
Written by Nick Cave, published by Songs of Windswept Pacific (BMI)
bonus 4. Angelitos Negros
Written by Andres Eloy Blanco/ Manuel Alvarez Maciste, published by APRS (BMI)
bonus 5. She’s Got You
Written by Hank Cochran, published by Sony/ATV Tree Publishing (BMI)
Go on, sue us. We used to love you to bits, but in retrospect, the Mary Jane Girls were so much cooler than Vanity 6.
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!