New wave meets no wave on a Twin Cities bus, and the next stop is mid-'90s Kill Rock Stars-style slash and burn girl punk revivalism. They still make bands like this? From the start to its all-too-quick finish, the Soviettes' eponymous debut is a treble-kicking trip to the past in glorious fast-forward. Sturgeon (Maren Mocosko) , Annie Holoien, Susy Sharp, and Y chromosome ringer Danny Henry know it's all been done before — the overdriven, two-minute songs, spazzy drum fills, and Raincoats-style girl group vocals. But their skinny fists are packed with melodies, their socks are striped, and every bassline is lovingly shellacked by slashing, barely tuned guitars that make everything sound like Sleater-Kinney covering Lush on a crappy AM radio station. Of course, there will be naysayers. The bandwagon scuttlebutt in their native Minneapolis has tended to focus more on the girls' ex-boyfriends' bands, and besides this full-length, there's only one measly 7" to ferret out. But doesn't half-assed exuberance count for anything anymore? It certainly did when Yo-Yo's Periscope compilation came out in 1998. The Soviettes is the spiritual cousin to that album's fabulous amateurism, and carries the torch for the "Hey! Let's start a band!" movement that spawned so many inspired combos during the 1990s indie rock boom. "Do you know why they hate us?" sing the Soviettes in "Clueless," a peppy punk-wave rocker that clocks in at a minute and a half. It might be the soundbite before "Land of the Clear Blue Radio" that indirectly proclaims them as the saviors of rock & roll. But then the neck-nodding song starts, complete with a four-four count-off, white noise guitars, and squealing vocals. It's hard to hate full-on when your feet are dancing so fast.
I just wanted to also say that episode 9 of the Ricky Gervais podcast is out today, so if you haven't been listening you'd better 2(*$&$@* start now.
Also, how could you not love Tim's train of thought? Also, Keri has the most amazing analysis of The Karate Kid ever. It may seem like I am being sarcastic about that, but I really do mean it. Liveblogging is the new blogging.
So, many of you know this already, but my plan is to be vegan within a year's time. It is something I have been contemplating for a while, but recent reading and investigation has convinced me. The reason I will be doing it is mainly for reasons having to do with animal rights and a personal response to the mass market of meat production.
I do recognize the privilege that allows me to be vegan. I have the means to buy the organic food and the fancy tofu products. Others are not in a place where they can do that, and I recognize that. In an ideal world, everyone would be vegan of course, but there needs to be major changes in the whole economy and nationwide meat and food industry. I don't see that happening tomorrow, but there's always hoping.
I won't judge anyone who is not vegan, so please sunderstand if you yourself are not vegan or do not plan to be, I will not judge.
I'm not saying it will be easy. I am going to give myself time to ease into it. If I just did it overnight, I will probably get frustrated and fail. Once I finish the large container of yogurt in my fridge, I will eliminate all dairy products. After that, I will make many of my meals be vegan until I am used to it and then eventually have that for all my meals.
I also need to really push myself and learn to cook better. Luckily, I have Brandon as my consultant and spiritual guide through the process. I am also looking for any recipes, ideas, or reading that anyone knows about.
The hard thing will be the fact that I cannot eat wheat or gluten. I have djusted ok to that, so I am sure I can adjust even more. I just need to be more creative and thoughtful about it.
1. The puppy bowl is happening again this year. My predicitions for VIP? Badger or Louie.
2. This week I will see A History of Violence, Match Point, The New World, and The Aristocrats for free.
3. I can listen to the new Neko Case album.
4. Having trouble thinking of more….but this will get me through 7 days, at least.
We start with the two blondes confronting the ambiguously ethnic brunette and calling her out on stealing time with Travis on the jetski. They make her break down and cry and exclaim "my wall is down. Are you happy now?"
Travis actually calls them women, not girls. Wow. It's funny how something like that, on this show, seems like the women's suffrage movement.
Travis takes Jeha on a date in downtown Paris. They show a man wearing a beret and carrying a bag with a bagette. I'm not fucking with you. They bumble through some stores, demanding everyone speak English. I hate Americans.
Jeha has a secret! I'll bet she's a man. She has a kid. She's actually a PhD'ed professor, not a "vitamin saleperson" like her bio says.
Ok, she was married before. Travis lets his mouth catch some flies. She then tells the other women, and this is the most! shocking! news! ever! They were appalled and can't believe she even DARED come on the show. God forbid she has been tainted and not pure for the Bachelor to deflower and own.
If I actually drank, I would create a drinking game for this show. Everytime someone says connection, fairy tale, girl, or every girl's dream, I would take a shot. 20 minutes into the show I would drunker than an old French whore.
Douchechill alert! Travis is taking them bikeriding, and he says he is taking them on a "Tour DAY France" date in finger quotes.
Moana (the ethnic) one actually acts proactive and talks to Travis instead of waiting to be noticed by him, and the other girls call slut. They hang around in the pool and kvetch "how does no one in the house like her and he does?" Well, hun, I think you just answered your own question.
Ok, here's the shit-talking about Moana. The producer tips her off and they have the typical reality show face off. Despite hating everyone, I actually am impressed by the way she handled it. Also, she's got amazing hooters.
"When I saw you across the room, I knew you could get me. And I can just let go. From this moment on I am forever Changed." Ok, I am paraphrasing, but this is what one of them said to Travis after about a total of 97 minutes with him on chaperoned, televised dates.
Awkward speech by Travis to the ladies. You can almost see the shadows of the cue cards.
The tears of the women who did not get a rose mix the tears of the loss of diginity I have experienced by watching this.
Someone shoot me.
LITTLE ROCK, Arkansas (AP) — Conservative commentator Ann Coulter, speaking at a traditionally black college, joked that Justice John Paul Stevens should be poisoned.
Coulter had told the Philander Smith College audience Thursday that more conservative justices were needed on the Supreme Court to change the current law on abortion.
Stevens is one of the court's most liberal members.
"We need somebody to put rat poisoning in Justice Stevens' creme brulee," Coulter said. "That's just a joke, for you in the media."
Coulter has made a career of writing and lecturing on her strongly conservative views.
At one point during her address, which was part of a lecture series, some audience members booed when she cut off two questioners. "I'm not going to be lectured to," Coulter told one man in a raised voice.
She drew more boos when she said the crack cocaine problem "has pretty much gone away."