Sorry for the relatively long gap in posting, but not only was that last post a bit of a bear to produce, but it's also been a really busy week, what with my office's launch of a new homepage. Anyway, here are some other things that have been happening in the interim.
First, some good news: Glenn Beck has appendicitis. Sadly, it probably won't kill him.
Oh, apparently the Yankees won the World Series. Again. I don't know jack about sports – much less care (and that's about as politely as I can put it into words) – but aren't even Yankee fans bored to tears by this point? I mean, how predictable! They've won twenty-seven goddamn times. Couldn't we let another team have it one year? More to the point, though: Who gives a crap?
Jeremiah remembers an old Elizabeth St. mainstay, now gone forever.
I wrote up a little entry on Norah Jones for The New York Nobody Sings. That's right. Norah Jones. If that isn't punk rock enough for you, I also penned one not too long back about the undeservedly uncelebrated Pop-O-Pies.
Whatever you do, steer clear of those 'free blue chairs!'
Slate gets wise to the notion that the pop mainstream likes to rip off the good stuff from indie rock. Duh.
Ted Leo does an awesome job of channeling the Misfits for Halloween. Completely awesome.
This is how they get me: On the same day their re-masters are slated for release, Devo announces an "Ultra Devo-lux" edition of same. Yeah, great. Bastards. Anyway, in celebration of same, herewith a clip from their maiden voyage on 'SNL' in 1978. I don't remember seeing this live (it was on a Halloween night), but I vividly remember watching what must have been a repeat of the show in question. I was staying at my cousins' place in the Berkshires. When Devo came on, I couldn't tell if they were serious or just another surreal sketch.
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