ad hoc.

I got the new Bjork album. I think that I kind of hate her.
Everyone Needs Fat Friends?. Well, obviously.
Julia Stiles To Star in Happy Version of Sylvia Plath’s ‘The Bell Jar’! I mean, how can you even begin to live up to The Prince and Me?
Andy Coop has to wear boxers in the shower.
Pitchfork finally proves that they no longer care about the music. They give the Fratellis, Rakes and Idlewild lower scores that the Arctic Monkeys. And the Veils didn’t do so hot either. Are they crazy?
The Raconteurs get to work on new album Hey, finally.
New Beirut Video - “Elephant Gun”
People magazine makes us regular people feel fantastic. The 50 most beautiful people. How boring! I used to luuuurve this issue when I was a kid. Wentworth Miller looks positively scary. And Pete Wentz? What the?
Got the new Shout Out Louds album. Gooooooo Sweden!

I’ve compiled many of my favorite cover songs. My current favorites: Matt Nathanson covers James’ “Laid”. Deadsy’s “Fox on the Run” and Giant Drag’s “God Only Knows”.

Here is a year end list I like…the 25 most disappointing albums. I gotta agree.

14. The Raconteurs - Broken Boy Soldier I’m sure a few people will disagree with this record being on the list, but be honest with yourself, what would you rather have: this mediocre seventies rock record or a new White Stripes album? If you didn’t say the later, you’re retarded……

4. The Fiery Furnaces - Bitter Tea Shit tea…….

Ok, I know I already talked about it, but I did watch the VMAs at the gym today. Why didn’t anyone tell me The Raconteurs were the house band? Seriously, why didn’t I know. And then they perform with Lou Reed? The awesomeness blew up the screen. Read the rest of this entry »

Well, it’s official. The Raconteurs are officially the coolest fucking band on the planet. And some lucky people got to see them at tower records.

Apparently no one ever informed me, but Jack White (i.e., my husband, from the bands the White Stripes and the Raconteurs for those of you living in a cave) wrote and sings a jingle for Coke. Would I consider this selling out? Maybe. Artists do get paid for their work. But to get paid for pushing a corrupt capitalist venture? Hmmm. However, the song is pretty good and the video is pretty hot. Except that it is a rip off of “Hardest Button to Button.” I wish that a musician I respect wasn’t using his talents for Coke, but if it does make people appreciate something that is out of the mainstream, then maybe that’s good? I think I am just making excuses though.

The new Apple store in Manhattan looks tight.

I didn’t know that this had a name or that others suffered from it: hypnotic jerks. I’m not alone!

Tonight on 60 minutes: the elephant orphanage.

More about High School Musical. You know you love it. You know you check zacaholic 30 times a day.

This lucky ass got to see the Raconteurs at Irving Plaza.

Jesus walked on ice, not water, scientists say.

Science examines animal suffering.

Ok, seriously, this ine is only because someone requested it.
WIlson Phillips- Best of (yes, there was enough to fill a whole cd)

And, since I won’t shut up about it, The Raconteurs- Broken Boy Soldiers

I got this one a while ago, forgot about it, and now listen to it constantly. It’s the solo album from Jenny Lewis, singer of Rilo Kiley. It’s alt-country.
Jenny Lewis- Rabbit Furcoat

Top Ten Momentum Killing Follow-Up Singles to Breakthrough Post-Grunge Albums
An interview with my personal music saviors, The Raconteurs.
Somic Youth will guest star on Gilmore Girls. Yes, you read that correctly.
Blue States Lose!
Finally, hamsters are funny.

Whoa, in the last few days I’ve acquired way too much. I now have the complete discography of Screeching Weasel and the Get Up Kids as well as some other stuff. Including…the Raconteurs! Aaaiiieeeee! So, I thought I would share some of my best stuff recently. I know I say this every time, but this stuff is really good, and you need to hear it. And, as always, I am really bad at explaining what it sounds like.

Snow Patrol- Eyes Open
For my fellow anglophile. I wasn’t always the biggest fan. I think this is the best that I’ve heard. Here for seven days.

Say Hi To Your Mom is apparently really just this one hipster guy who makes his music electronically in his Williamsburg studio and wears vintage cords and chucks. It sounds more like fuzzy guitars and a lo-fi indie pop. What does that mean? I don’t know. Get Numbers and Mumbles here for seven days. And don’t report me to the RIAA.

Ok, I can’t explain Robbers on High Street. I think they kind of sound like Spoon. Here are some customer reviews of Tree City. And here it is for seven days.

While my nightly bout of insomnia kicks in, I’ll do some internet reading. On that note, it annoys me when people really don’t understand how awful actual insomnia is. Have you ever met people that are proud of their insomnia (”Oh, you can call me as late as you want. I’m a total insomniac.”) Do they really undersand what it is like to start dreading the night?

Is Matisyahu a novelty act?

Top ten songs that don’t live up to their titles.

I am squirming in my pants waiting for the new Raconteurs album.

I can’t believe I don’t have it yet. I’ll have to settle with some live stuff for now.

I wanted to mention (and hate on) the GLAAD media awards. I think it’s great that the smaller, lesser-known media and journalists are recognized for their stories, but the major awards are so obvious. Gee, you think Brokeback Mountain will win? It seems they just honor anything huge in the media that is gay-related, regardless of the message. I believe Queer Eye, Queer as Folk, and Will and Grace have been honored in the past. If you stop and think, are these really and truly positive depictions?
Here we go: Why Wanting Equality Makes Women Unhappy.

This is gross: an online guide for how to find free beer. I’ll bet every one of you will click on it.

Speaking of, the Gawker Walker Tour does the NYU bar crawl. I hate college students sometimes (ironic, isn’t it?)

It’s my favorite time of the year: tax time! The Freakonomics gang talks about why the IRS should audit people more, not less.

The new way to deal with depression: brain surgery!

I am cleaning out all my old rss feeds, so I thought I would share some of the goods.

Pop-Star’s Pregnancy Idealized in Brooklyn ‘Monument to Pro-Life’

I thought I was the only one in the world who had even heard of the band Quasi.
Hot pictures of the Go! Team at Bowery Ballroom.

A review of the Raconteurs show (aka Jack White and Brendan Benson). And their bizarre video (but awesome song).

Some guides to the SXSW festival. Words cannot express my jealousy.
Death and Wal-Mart.
SOme over-enthusiastic fan’s account from a concert from the shittiest band ever, 30 Seconds to Mars.
The Editors at Bowery Ballroom.
It’s official- blogging is over. Even Gary Bauer has a blog.
What is a progressive?
What is feminism?
Consumating is a site that helps geeks, nerds, hipsters, and bloggers find dates (and more!)
Seriously, this is the creepiest thing ever- you can take a picture of yourself and transform it into another gender or race. It’s weird. And racist actually.
100 Best Opening Lines in Novels.

So, some are wondering why I didn’t give my comments on The Bachelor this past Monday. Well, it has become too painful to watch. I do enjoy the silliness when they go on the group dates, but they are at the point now where they go home to meet the families. I can’t bear to watch them looking at old photos while they sip whine on their crate and barrel furniture.

But oh my god, Project Runway was a nailbiter. Daniel had some lip! What has gotten into him? And what was so great about Chlor’s design? It looked like it was from JC Penny. Next week, Autin Scarlett- he scare me a lil’.

Also

the Vanity Fair Hollywood issue.

How to make a Brokeback Mountain Sims. Oh jeez. I wouldn’t go that far.

Horse slaughter will continue.

No more zoo elephants.

Ladytron on tour!

There’s a “skull island” in Indonesia- a place never touched by humans until now. Next week there will be a Hollywood Video.

Jamie Bell in Vogue.

Sex and the City will not freaking go away.

Lawyer breaking new ground for animal rights.

Am I thirteen years old? Do I wear a hoodie? Do I have black nailpolish? No, but for some reason I still want to see the My Chemical Romance tour dvd.

Bitch magazine is ten years old.

Can maturity be measured scientifically?

Jack White and Brendan Benson have joined up to form the band the Raconteurs. What a dumb looking band.

The “new” standup comedy.