"I prefer peace. Wouldn't have to have one worldly possession. But essentially I'm an animal, so just what do I do, with all the aggression?" Gnarls Barkley
"The trouble with Nixon is that he's a serious politics junkie. He's totally hooked and like any other junkie, he's a bummer to have around, especially as President." Hunter S. Thompson
"I was in Kashmir last weekend. Went to visit one of my sweaters." Albert Brooks
That's a photo of me from film school when I went through a heavy "Albert Brooks" phase. Pictured with me is Jeff Sinclair during his "Vegas Whippersnapper in the Fifties" phase.
Tonight, since I cannae has Cheesburger (heart health foodzealot Diet 2K8, article 17 Alpha "Wintertime Burgers Only When Seriously Hungover") here's some "Hamburger."
On "Ayo Technology" and "I Get Money" he sounds a lot less like a man who's soul, unbowed by bullet failure, is trying to escape it's earthly vessel due to lack of MC talent.
People who think Kanye has an ego problem need to watch the last shot of the "I Get Money" video. It's gross though. What you can't see on the video still is that he has one of those airbrushed pictures of himself wearing a crown on the back of his vest.
On a side note, after seeing The Blood Diamond my little sister yelled at me for listening to rap music, citing Fiddy repeatedly for the impending doom that she feels Western culture is embracing. I laughed.
2nd Contender:
Kanye.
I'm still waiting for Kanye to have something worth all the bragging and cockiness. On this album, he gives enough that the hate must stop.
"I don't see why I need a stylist When I shop so much I could speak Italian"
Those are Gwen rhymes. Kanye should leave Gwen rhymes to Gwen.
You do Kanye:
Kanye is awesome. I'm no longer a skeptical hip hop head who semi-begrudgingly likes loose Kanye joints here and there. I'm a fan of Kanye West, I will not buy the T-Shirt, but I will go to the show.
HEY KANYE!!!
See you at the True North Center, I'll be with Johnny and we'll be the only guys wearing jerseys, with towels around our necks and without holograms on our hats.
"I think all actors - they'll hate me for saying this - but we are babies. We like to be loved, and we'll do anything if we're loved." -Anjelica Huston
Diplo made a mix for the poindexters, know-it-alls, genuine music lovers (Rollie Pemberton I see you!) and snobs at Pitchfork (ED: It's actually for the people!!!).
Diplo's record label Mad Decent run an incredible blog of raps, club catnip, CanCon and world music, but not the kind that Ian Raymond listens to. The kind that makes you go get passport photos taken.
Please purchase this mixtape that Diplo made, if you want to blow the minds of yourself and others. forever.
For free, enjoy this "minimix" that Diplo did for the BBC.
Someday, when Ronson is playing a bond villain named Break Staxman and Daniel Radcliffe is Bond. He's going to say something like: "Don't worry about 007, I've got him...covered."
Ronson's songs are all over some American MTV and TV promo's and commercials right now, and he will apparently be all over the MTV awards. I've never heard them in the supermarket.
However, I hate the supermarket and would gladly take any of Mark's productions over the sound of singing "Lost in the Supermarket" to myself as I compare prices of no name and big three puddings.
I think it's interesting that music made out of pure joy is now considered marketable (and as a marketing tool for):
The next bar Homer tries has two female zodiacal symbols interlocking on the sign above the door.
Homer: Wait a minute...there's something bothering me about this place. [looks around] I know! This lesbian bar doesn't have a fire exit. Enjoy your death trap, ladies. [leaves]
Woman: What was her problem?
The Smalltown Dj's didn't make it to Boston, but Stinkmitt overcame a small crowd and rocked a venue that was voted "Boston's #1 Lesbian Bar 2006."
LOL
The gig started late, but I had many beers with a nice lady who loved it when I whistled at the same girls as her, or grabbed her boobs. Apparently, in a lesbian bar, a guy can gets huge laughs acting like a newly divorced gondolier/construction worker fresh out of prison.
I almost signed up to sing Meatloaf with a transvestite at what they called "Queer-a-oke", the moon shone on the Isle of Lesbos, but the show had run late and I had to go, so I crossed town...
Certified Bananas were great. A highlight of the night for me was when Sammy Bananas got on the mic and said "This is my favourite song of all time" as he dropped this:
For three minutes I was eleven again. That's me on the left, when I was eleven
I missed the Miss Fairchild set, but they are kind to foreigners, smartly dressed, filled with tips, good at banter...and the mixtape is pretty unbelievable.
As far as music goes:
I'm almost converted Flight of the Conchords hater. The songs and manager make the show watchable, more on this TV Dingo as it walks by the cultural billabong...The Kiwi, now with soul...
New mixtapes, and serious songs coming very soon. Now...I'm going here:
CHOW
BBQ
PS: All United States please tighten your "free country" game up. Marriage doesn't mean anything, but it should be available to humans that want it.
PSS: It's weird that same sex marriages are illegal everywhere but Massachusetts, but thisinsanity is totally legal and considered essential to freedom.
