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THE NEW LUDACRIS IS UNSURPRISINGLY SPECTACULARPosted by Sam on 03.04.10 | 0 comments

Carter and I have been, um, thoroughly enjoying the new Ludacris album, Battle Of The Sexes, largely because of this song.

Do you think this is a metaphorical place, or does Ludacris actually have a dedicated "sex room" in his house? Would'nt that just be his bedroom? Why must they be different? All we learn is that this room has candles, an iPod dock, a blindfold, a bed, and towels. That sounds like a glorified brothel (glorified because it has an iPod dock).

SO MANY QUESTIONS.

Also, if you're looking for another reason  continue reading

I SURVIVED THE MARRIAGE REFPosted by Sam on 03.01.10 | 0 comments

So, Conan's gone. This much we know. But, his current lack of a television show has not stopped the Great Red One from mining for gold in that enormo-dome of his, as evidenced by his newly begun Twitter feed, which, five tweets in, already pwns pretty much everything else on the Internet. Example: "Today I connected all the freckles on my arm with a Sharpie. It spells out RIKSHAZ9LIRK. Clearly I am The Chosen One." I think he's going to be okay. Maybe someone got him a cannabis club membership or something.

Which brings us to tonight.  continue reading

DOVECOTE RELEASES CAST SPELLS - BRIGHT WORKS AND BATON EP ON VINYLPosted by Kosuke on 02.23.10 | 0 comments

Hey all!

We are so stoked to announce that on May 4th, Dovecote will be releasing the debut EP from Cast Spells - Bright Works and Baton - on a limited run of beautiful clear vinyl!

For those of you who don't know, Cast Spells is David Davison, frontman of Maps & Atlases, and this will be the first time the EP is available on wax!  It has been re-sequenced to include an extra track called "All Brass" which appeared on a split 7" with Good Old War.  

Bright Works and Baton is available digitally and on CD via Cast Spells' record  continue reading

PRIMAL SCREAM'S XTRMNTR IS MY FAVORITE RECORD AT THIS MOMENT IN TIMEPosted by Sam on 02.23.10 | 0 comments

How can you not love an album that begins with a song called "Kill All Hippies"? Like, I used to have long hair and went to Bonnaroo that one time, but such a vitriolic banner phrase cannot go unadmired. And the funny thing is, Primal Scream were kind of hippies. They called their best album Screamadelica, an album that was, essentially, a super trippy record. But, they were (are?) also reckless drug addicts, and reckless drug addicts are self-loathing and self-contradictory and somewhat entertaining and can also be total geniuses.  continue reading

WTF: CONE-SHAPED PIZZA EXISTSPosted by Sam on 02.22.10 | 1 comments

If you didn't hear, cone-shaped pizza has now landed in New York. It looks like that. FOR REAL.

This is both wrong and amazing on a few different levels. Ruminations from a few of those levels below.

On a "Really? In New York City of all places?" level:

Perpetrators of the cone-shaped pizza: In the immortal words of Axl Rose, do you know where the fuck you are? You've taken our beloved slice and turned it into a fucking gimmick, sold out of what looks more like a Pinkberry than a pizzeria. I mean, New York City pizza is already sort of a  continue reading

NO ONE JUMPS AROUND LIKE THIS ANYMORE BECAUSE EMO RUINED THE JUMP-KICKPosted by Sam on 02.16.10 | 0 comments

A story:

When I was sixteen, I went to see The Sex Pistols. Since I wasn't sixteen in 1976, this obviously wasn't prime-era Pistols. Neigh, it was a reunion tour, with original bassist Glen Matlock replacing the dead-as-a-doornail Sid Vicious. It wasn't anything new, really. They'd done a tour like this in 1996 that took them all over the world, though this one was confined to North America for a few weeks of summer dates in amphitheaters. The one I attended–at D.C.'s 9:30 club–was the smallest in size, and the only one to sell out. I  continue reading

THIS GUY LIKES THE SAME STUFF WE LIKEPosted by Sam on 02.10.10 | 0 comments

Mike Shinoda aka the guy in Linkin Park with the gross goatee who played guitar sometimes, rapped poorly a lot, and was like the "calm, collected brain" of the group, loves Absofacto, the new project from Mason Proper's Jonathan Visger. What a hilarious, inconceivable cosign! We knew we had taste!

And come on, don't play like you don't have a copy of Frat Party At The Pancake Festival Lying around somewhere.

Okay, really though, that was the worst title for anything ever written by a human being ever in the history of ever.

WOULD YOU EVER MAKE MUSIC WITH THIS GUY? DIDN'T THINK SOPosted by Sam on 02.09.10 | 0 comments

Awhile ago, I think it might've been last summer, Dovecote overlord Carter sent me a link to the video for ABC's "The Look Of Love," which came out in 1982. The song was...okay–a bit over-exaggerated and unsubtle for my taste–but the video is (was?) fucking unprecedented. Within the first minute, you see a man in lederhosen blowing out of a cardboard Alp horn; a glamorous clown; a flying, singing nun; a rollerskater falling off a bridge; a chattering teeth toy and a ventriloquist dummy lip syncing; someone painting the breast of a very  continue reading

OKAY, THAT IS JUST WAY TOO MANY DRUMSPosted by Sam on 02.04.10 | 1 comments

You know who sucks? Terry Bozzio.

Not in the traditional sense of the word "sucks", because that would imply that he is not a particularly adept drummer, which he is, but "sucks" in the sense that he plays drums like a wanky, pretentious nerd. LOOK WHAT I CAN DO is what the below video says to me.

And really, what is it that he's doing? Playing a bunch of roto-toms in a way that sounds like some proggy, ambient Fern Gully ish? Background noise to The Last Emperor? The most boring ballet music ever? It just so...lame. And indulgent. I  continue reading

VBS GOES TO LIBERIA, MAKES MOST INSANE TRAVEL DOC WE'VE EVER SEENPosted by Sam on 02.03.10 | 1 comments

Let me be real: it's been a really long time since I actually sat down with a copy of Vice Magazine. If someone asked me where they could find an issue, I would probably direct them to an American Apparel instead of a newsstand, though that's more of an assumption than actual knowledge. Instead, my engagement with their usually interesting, sometimes amazing exposés on all things dangerous or degraded is now wholly confined to VBS.TV, their online video channel.

I could recommend a litany of VBS programming–Ian Svenonious' Soft  continue reading