new video
The Daily Show is flat-out brilliant for many reasons; the number one reason being Jon Stewart. This is five minutes of funny, clever, incisive and dumb satirical comedy.
The squares who said The Daily Show wouldn't be funny with a Democratic President are very very wrong.
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Thursday, March 12, 2009
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
lazy sunday
old video
With last years resurgence of Saturday Night Live and the release of The Lonely Island's comedy album "Incredibad" I was reminded of where it all began. Tracks like the Justin Timberlake featuring "Dick In A Box", "On A Boat" (with T-Pain), and "Jizz In My Pants" all accurately lampoon the genres that they are based on and have unusually high prodoction values for such throwaway gags. However, my favourite, and the one that kicked it all off is "Lazy Sunday". It's a little more subtle than the songs mentioned and the juxtaposition of middle-class movie going and slamming Beastie Boys-style hip-hop will get me every time!
And just for kicks here's the TV version of "Natalie's Rap" (believe it or not I think it's funnier than unedited one).
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With last years resurgence of Saturday Night Live and the release of The Lonely Island's comedy album "Incredibad" I was reminded of where it all began. Tracks like the Justin Timberlake featuring "Dick In A Box", "On A Boat" (with T-Pain), and "Jizz In My Pants" all accurately lampoon the genres that they are based on and have unusually high prodoction values for such throwaway gags. However, my favourite, and the one that kicked it all off is "Lazy Sunday". It's a little more subtle than the songs mentioned and the juxtaposition of middle-class movie going and slamming Beastie Boys-style hip-hop will get me every time!
And just for kicks here's the TV version of "Natalie's Rap" (believe it or not I think it's funnier than unedited one).
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Monday, March 9, 2009
little boots
new video
I've already posted Kid Cudi's video for Day 'N' Night on this very blog and offered the opinion that he's going to be huge this year. I'm really not sure that I could dig Cudi any more than I do right now!
Now, in case you didn't or don't believe me or value Victoria Hesketh's (Little Boots) opinion over mine then here's her quiet take on his lyrically sombre tune. Incidentally, Little Boots is tipped to be big this year too and though I don't really care too much about that I am enjoying this.
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I've already posted Kid Cudi's video for Day 'N' Night on this very blog and offered the opinion that he's going to be huge this year. I'm really not sure that I could dig Cudi any more than I do right now!
Now, in case you didn't or don't believe me or value Victoria Hesketh's (Little Boots) opinion over mine then here's her quiet take on his lyrically sombre tune. Incidentally, Little Boots is tipped to be big this year too and though I don't really care too much about that I am enjoying this.
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Friday, March 6, 2009
30 rock
new video
I have recently become reacquainted and thus addicted to 30 Rock. Yes it's quite gentle but it has subtlety that you don't find in most network sitcoms. It's also plainly obvious that Tina Fey is influenced by some good British comedy (notably The Office).
You can guarantee that there's at least one line in every episode that is so brilliantly conceived and delivered that it's worth watching just for that. This is that line from this weeks episode. Simple, yes, but "like a bastard" is rarely, if ever, used this well on US TV.
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I have recently become reacquainted and thus addicted to 30 Rock. Yes it's quite gentle but it has subtlety that you don't find in most network sitcoms. It's also plainly obvious that Tina Fey is influenced by some good British comedy (notably The Office).
You can guarantee that there's at least one line in every episode that is so brilliantly conceived and delivered that it's worth watching just for that. This is that line from this weeks episode. Simple, yes, but "like a bastard" is rarely, if ever, used this well on US TV.
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Thursday, March 5, 2009
grizzly bear
almost new video
If Radiohead didn't exist then you'd be watching the greatest band in the world right now... the mighty Grizzly Bear. Thankfully, art isn't a competition so we can just sit back and enjoy the myriad talents of some great musicians.
If you don't own "Yellow House" then you should probably stop reading this and head to your local music emporium and purchase it (or get it from iTunes if you're lazy like me). Alternatively you could search for their new album "Veckatimest" as it recently leaked (I condone no such behaviour!) as this is where these songs come from. It is, all bias aside, magnificent.
You're watching the band of 2009.
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If Radiohead didn't exist then you'd be watching the greatest band in the world right now... the mighty Grizzly Bear. Thankfully, art isn't a competition so we can just sit back and enjoy the myriad talents of some great musicians.
If you don't own "Yellow House" then you should probably stop reading this and head to your local music emporium and purchase it (or get it from iTunes if you're lazy like me). Alternatively you could search for their new album "Veckatimest" as it recently leaked (I condone no such behaviour!) as this is where these songs come from. It is, all bias aside, magnificent.
You're watching the band of 2009.
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Wednesday, March 4, 2009
jon brion - here we go
old mp3
"If God exists then the pop music he makes sounds like Jon Brion"
To the best of my knowledge nobody has actually ever said that but believe me when I say that I have thought it on many an occasion!
You may not know the name Jon Brion but I guarantee that you have heard Jon Brion. If you've seen "Magnolia", "Punch-Drunk Love" or "I ♥ Huckabees" or listened to Kanye West's "Late Registration", Rufus Wainwright, Fiona Apple, Rhett Miller or Spoon then you're more than familiar with what he sounds like and how he does things.
His style is all very (early period) Beatles-y and melodic and poptastic but that doesn't stop him from writing some insightful and truly beautiful songs. This one is from a similarly insightful and beautiful (and quirky) movie, the aforementioned "Punch-Drunk Love".
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"If God exists then the pop music he makes sounds like Jon Brion"To the best of my knowledge nobody has actually ever said that but believe me when I say that I have thought it on many an occasion!
You may not know the name Jon Brion but I guarantee that you have heard Jon Brion. If you've seen "Magnolia", "Punch-Drunk Love" or "I ♥ Huckabees" or listened to Kanye West's "Late Registration", Rufus Wainwright, Fiona Apple, Rhett Miller or Spoon then you're more than familiar with what he sounds like and how he does things.
His style is all very (early period) Beatles-y and melodic and poptastic but that doesn't stop him from writing some insightful and truly beautiful songs. This one is from a similarly insightful and beautiful (and quirky) movie, the aforementioned "Punch-Drunk Love".
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random prose
an excerpt from 'Twickenham Twickenham'
Gabe dropped to the floor, hard, clutching his head as the attack took hold. What felt like a slice of his brain was burning and scorching and searing with a pain that seemed impossible for him to bear. Sweating and writhing on the kitchen floor of his apartment he kicked out; looking for anything to alleviate this terror or deflect his attention away from the fact that he thought the inner workings of his skull were about to combust. He struck the leg of his cheap wooden kitchen table; it immediately buckled and fell, seemingly in slow motion, bringing with it the cup, plate and New York Times that he'd been using only moments before. Although his vision was dimming he managed to dodge the debris by thrashing and rolling to the corner of the room where he curled up against the old brown refrigerator that guarded the door to the living room. He was weakening now and felt like he was going to pass out from the pain. This would be welcome and he inwardly begged for it. His legs were still moving as his vision finally gave out. There was only darkness and white-hot pain now. Sleep would surely come now he thought. Then it happened. Images invaded his head, piling themselves on one another.
A car. More cars. A line of them. All black. And strange looking people. Flags. People taking photos. People laughing. Smoke. There's a man waving. People cheering. A loud noise. And light. Confusion. Screaming. Crying. Law enforcement are everywhere. More screaming. And running. Panic. Panic. Panic. Blood and sadness. And pain. Much pain.
It was dark when Gabe woke. His t-shirt was soaked in sweat and his kitchen looked as though a small war had occurred during his lapse of consciousness. He propped himself up against his refrigerator and sat, almost afraid to move, and tried to take stock of what had just happened.
What was happening? He was obviously ill or crazy or dying or...
Did he have an aneurysm?
Is this how they worked? Google would have the answer.
What were the images about? They had the familiarity of memories but they were too broken and strange and he was sure he hadn't even been born when that last one took place.
Why did he feel completely normal now? He'd just had some kind of trauma-filled attack yet his body felt fine. He felt good. His only problem was the worry of not knowing what was happening to him or when it would happen again. I would happen again.
After all, this wasn't the first time that it had happened.
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Gabe dropped to the floor, hard, clutching his head as the attack took hold. What felt like a slice of his brain was burning and scorching and searing with a pain that seemed impossible for him to bear. Sweating and writhing on the kitchen floor of his apartment he kicked out; looking for anything to alleviate this terror or deflect his attention away from the fact that he thought the inner workings of his skull were about to combust. He struck the leg of his cheap wooden kitchen table; it immediately buckled and fell, seemingly in slow motion, bringing with it the cup, plate and New York Times that he'd been using only moments before. Although his vision was dimming he managed to dodge the debris by thrashing and rolling to the corner of the room where he curled up against the old brown refrigerator that guarded the door to the living room. He was weakening now and felt like he was going to pass out from the pain. This would be welcome and he inwardly begged for it. His legs were still moving as his vision finally gave out. There was only darkness and white-hot pain now. Sleep would surely come now he thought. Then it happened. Images invaded his head, piling themselves on one another.A car. More cars. A line of them. All black. And strange looking people. Flags. People taking photos. People laughing. Smoke. There's a man waving. People cheering. A loud noise. And light. Confusion. Screaming. Crying. Law enforcement are everywhere. More screaming. And running. Panic. Panic. Panic. Blood and sadness. And pain. Much pain.
It was dark when Gabe woke. His t-shirt was soaked in sweat and his kitchen looked as though a small war had occurred during his lapse of consciousness. He propped himself up against his refrigerator and sat, almost afraid to move, and tried to take stock of what had just happened.
What was happening? He was obviously ill or crazy or dying or...
Did he have an aneurysm?
Is this how they worked? Google would have the answer.
What were the images about? They had the familiarity of memories but they were too broken and strange and he was sure he hadn't even been born when that last one took place.
Why did he feel completely normal now? He'd just had some kind of trauma-filled attack yet his body felt fine. He felt good. His only problem was the worry of not knowing what was happening to him or when it would happen again. I would happen again.
After all, this wasn't the first time that it had happened.
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