No emo bullshit here. This is created for my rhetoric class, which is good because it gives me incentive to back my shit up after talking all kinds of trash about teenage asian girls' xangas. This will most likely not be any better. Probably worse.

Tuesday, October 31, 2006

the GOAT


Greatest commentator of all time?

There was a great bit in tonight's NBA on TNT (best sportscast show, bar none) where they listed the records of the hosts' post-championship season openers. Magic came up on top 4-1, Kenny was 2-0, and good ol' Chuck got a N/A. Hahahahahahaha. That's gold. It just further proves my case that Charles Barkley should be on every media venue possible. He should do color commentary for every sports broadcast, but that's a given. But let's not stop at sports. We could use Chuck's educated opinion on pretty much everything. Chuck as a judge on Project Runway? Sheeeeeiiiiiiit, that's good TV. Special correspondent for the Daily Show? The possibilites truly are endless.

And I think Chuck is running for governor in Alabama too. Please vote him in.

Oh yea, the Heat had to bite the curb tonight. 30 points in the first half? 66 for the game? I thought they were the fucking champs.

Lakers over the big, bad Suns too. Without the best scorer in the league. Yessir.

Mavs over Spurs by 12 on thursday.

Sunday, October 29, 2006

+44 - When Your Heart Stops Beating album review.



My first favorite band ever, Blink 182 split up this year due to some beef between Mark and Tom. Probably cause Tom turned into what seems to be a complete douche bag. It's quite sad, really, cause they were one of the bands that seemed like they had the most fun doing what they did. That was always one of the biggest appeals of the band, the humor and the genuine interest in looking on the bright side and appreciating the fact that they get to be rock stars for a living. Anyways, here's Mark and Travis's new project, +44.

Lycanthrope

Continues in the same vein as the last Blink album, but not as experimental, for whatever thats worth. Straightforward pop rock. Really, if it wasn't for Mark's voice this could be any other band. Not particularly impressive, but not bad either.

Baby, Come On

Starts off with some computer drums and cut up 'whoosh' sounds. Kind of like the beginning of those Linkin Park songs. The chorus is catchy enough, but not really one to stick with you. He seems to still be writing about chicks even though hes like 34 and married.

When Your Heart Stops Beating

The first single. It's always important that the lead off batter is hits enough to get on base. This is the best song so far. Good melodies. Travis's drumming on the chorus is particularly awesome, the hi-hat sixteenths are a nice touch.

Little Death

Acoustic guitars are in this. Not that great of an idea especially cause the verses just sound stupid. The verse melodies go sour at the end of each couplet where it goes up for one note.

155

Probably going for some 80s Cure sounds. I like this one, the synths work well with the vocals. I still expect Tom to come in at any moment.

Lillian

Ehh.

Cliff Diving

All these songs sound the same. You could say the same about Blink, but those have nostalgic value and are better songs anyways. Mark is now just the 'old man in the club'.

Interlude

Not nearly as good as the one on the last Blink album. that thing was moody and dark. This just sounds like a 16 year old who just got his first copy of Frooty Loops.

Weatherman

Might be referring to the Nicholas Cage movie which wasn't very funny, except for the montage where he got pegged with fast food. I imagine throwing a chili dog at somebody's face must be a pretty satisfying action.

No It Isn't

This is the one about Blink. It's not bad, but still sounds like a 15 year old wrote it thanks to the endless use of cliche lines. You'd think something so monumental ending would inspire better lyrics. Otherwise, stronger effort than the last 3 tracks or so.

Make You Smile

Has a chick on it, I think that's what the original plan was, but she got knocked up or something like that so she quit. This isn't bad, more programmed drums in the verses and live in the chorus. The chick's voice is a nice change of pace from a whole album of Mark.

Chapter XII

This was a good weekend for football, no? Horns come back from 21, the 'Boys come back from 14. Solid effort by both, especially dual-threat Tony 'T-Ro' Romo (courtesy of Eric). The season isn't looking as bleak as I thought. The O-line did their job, kept Peppers limited. Most importantly Jason Witten got freed up from blocking duty for the Statue of Liberty and made some huge catches. Oh, and this song sounds like every other one.

Conclusion

Gone are the days of happy-go-lucky Blink. Which is to be expected, I guess, given how they're not named Blink 182 anymore. The fun songs are missing, these guys take themselves too seriously now. Obviously that was the problem that broke them up. They forgot they were just a bunch of dudes that lucked onto being rock stars. This album gets a 2/10 on the bbbbbaaaallllllliiiiiiiinnnn' meter.

Friday, October 20, 2006

random points.


fact: stephen colbert is the balls. reason why

-if there's a stronger case for legal abortions, please enlighten me. (via sterogum)

-the world's most comprehensive source on the Mighty Ducks (link)

-mtvU is pretty awesome. im actually sort of discovering new music. i've seen every video they have on current rotation. all the bases are covered, and going from regina spektor to lil wayne is exactly how my playlist works out.

-new clipse out 11/28. please let the crackers at jive play fair.

Wednesday, October 18, 2006

king amongst kings.

Yet another example of why Noel Gallagher is the most balla-ass balla ever. The Chief teams up with North England paper company middle management extraordinaire David Brent to release this double A-side (along with If You Don't Know Me By Now). Everything about this song is great. From the rawkin' power chords to the gay lyric situation in the bridge. Not to mention it sounds like a Boston song, which we all know would kick ass no matter the situation. There was really only one way for this song to end up: bbbbbbaaaaaaaalllllllliiiiiiiinnnnnn'!

For the sensitive souls, here's some more acoustic life lessons courtesy of David Brent:

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

bbbbaaaaallllllllliiiiiiiiiinnnnnnn!


the most ballin' shoe evar?

check the stats: 1 of 1 in the entire world made for cool-guy guru Hiroshi Fujiwara, 100% real crocodile skin, Coach leather lining, 24k gold lace tips.

in honor of such ballin' activity, Jim Jones - We Fly High rmx (ft Diddy, Baby, T.I., Young Dro).mp3


Saturday, October 14, 2006

get a grip on yourself, it dont cost much.

oasis b-sides > 99% of most band's entire catalog. please believe.

critics, hipsters, and indie fags love to bash the gallaghers because they sound derivative and like to think they're the shit. but what many of these filthy douche bags fail to realize is that music that feature thin production, random instruments, no singable melody, and 'experimental' ideas don't lift you up when you feel down. they can't be sung with your buddies at the top of your voices to top off a solid night of knocking back beers.

and as for derivative, that much is true, but it's not like they attempt and fail, is it? in fact, they fucking nail it as hard as you can possibly can. i also don't think anyone can fault the source of inspiration either. the beatles? the stones? better than seeing someone 20 years from now trying to re-create laffy taffy.

why do people complain when rock stars act like rock stars? they're not your friends. they're entertainers. of course they're arrogant and cocky, apologetic celebrities are boring. i personally hope they choke on their slice of humble pie.

speaking of pie, i could go for some country pot pie right now. magic wok will have to do.

Monday, October 02, 2006

let's get it.



this 'stache is, in fact, the killers' best work yet.

and in other realms of popular music: the Snowman returns!
Young Jeezy - I Love It.mp3
yes, you are correct, it is What You Know faster. but how can a faster version of the best song of the year be anything but awesome?

Pitchfork's review of the new Jet album gave me a chuckle.