And no. None of the song titles have "venti", "dopio", "half caf" or "triple shot" in them. Recall:
Memory Almost Full:
Dance Tonight
Ever Present Past
See Your Sunshine
Only Mama Knows
You Tell Me
Mister Bellamy
Gratitude
Vintage Clothes
That Was Me
Feet In The Clouds
House Of Wax
End Of The End
Nod Your Head
Godspeed!, caffeine junkies. Godspeed!
The punk trio will make their John Lennon cover "Working Class Her"' available as a download as part of a charity campaign to help people suffering in the Darfur region of Africa.
The track will be available through iTunes.
Green Day's single, which features some of Lennon's original vocals, is part of a forthcoming covers album produced by charity Amnesty International, entitled Instant Karma: The Campaign To Save Darfur.
Hmmmmm. I don't know guys. Is this a standard wtf? moment or are there signs of genious about this?
Godspeed!
(credit Jason Fisher)
The guys in The Explosion today put out a message to all of their MySpace "friends" with the following:
After nearly nine years of rocking and rolling with you all, we The Explosion have decided to disband. We would like to thank each and every one of our fans who have supported us through this time. We made some great friends along the way, a few mistakes, but all and all we had one hell of a great time doing it. Thanks again!
Your friends, The Explosion
PS Look forward to a last show or two this summer. Also look out for the release of our final studio recording, "Bury Me Standing" on some label or another.
So it goes. That's the news kids. Pour out a bit of your Vitamin Water for these dudes. They killed every gig they played. The band put out 3 full lengths and a handful of EPs and singles to fulfill the memories. Walk together, rock together.
(video) The Explosion - Here I Am, from the Black Tape LP
Godspeed!
Wow. Immediately gone are the bashing hi hat and toms that are trademark M&K and the synth parts that are more Flock of Seagulls and Atom & His Package than The Faint or Air are all but removed. Maybe teaching the indie kids to dance isn't such a good idea. And the 8-bit breakdown about 2 minutes in is nothing short of ridiculous.
I don't really fully know how I feel about this, aside from the immediate reaction of shouting something vile about bridge & tunnel kids. What do you guys think?
(mp3) Yea Yeah (Flosstradamus remix)
Godspeed!
(video) Arcade Fire - "Rebellion (Lies)" live at Coachella
As part of the larger initiative, the toymaker recently unveiled a Barbie-themed MP3 player, a 512 MB, flash-based device. The player will retail for an affordable $59 (43.35 euros), and ship in July in the US, Canada, UK, Australia and New Zealand. The player will support both protected WMAs and MP3s and interface with a branded Windows Media Player 11 application. Like many other players, that makes it incompatible with the iTunes Store, though the company is aiming to blend the device into an entirely separate, girl-focused virtual world. That ecosystem, called Barbie Girls, borrows some elements from the immensely popular, doll-focused virtual world called Stardoll. For example, the Barbie Girls destination allows girls to create a virtual character, design a virtual room, and chat with other avatars.
The device ties tightly into that alterna-world. According to the company, girls that purchase a device will have privileged access to a higher level of chatting, referred to as "Secret B Chat". The stepped-up level occurs only in a private room and between "best friends" who have their players docked. More conventional chatting, which is less intimate, exists within other areas of Barbie Girl world.
Wouldn't you just love to be a member of Aqua right now? No? Me neither. Those bitches are cuh-razy. In related news, recently the culture of me brought you a story about the "motherfucking princess" Avril Lavigne also signing a deal with the aforementioned Stardoll. So there you go. Cross promotion of mall-punk and Barbie. Who saw that one coming?
(video) Robin Sparkles - Let's Go To The Mall, from the How I Met Your Mother television show
Godspeed!
(illustration by Mogollon)
Dear Friends,
To commemorate Matador's barely legal status (ie. we're celebrating our 18th this year), we're commissioning a series of t-shirts. Though the garments are meant to be vaguely label/logo insipired, but we're hoping for something a bit more inspired that our previous designs (though that said, the Matador "that's italian" shirt still goes for crazy loot on eBay).
The shirts will be printed in a limited run of 200 per design, with each designer receiving $250.00 (USD) plus 20 shirts to be peddled or given away as he or she sees fit. In turn, Matador will flog the remaining shirts for a sum to-be-determined, but it'll probably be on the pricey side of things.
The selected designs will be available for viewing on the Matador site & blog for advance purchase, though they'll also be available from select retailers. We'll provide links to the individual designers' websites, too.
Knock yourselves out. Thank You.
Go to the Matador site if you need more information. Good luck kids! If I could make a suggestion that the lovely girlfriend would enjoy: a stencil outline of Paul Krugman's face, perhaps? That guy has mighty features. And personality and a sense of purpose to boot.
Godspeed!
Yes I know. Apparently the entire world gave up on Tori Amos at some point over the last 8 years or so. Was it because of Choirgirl? Did everyone stop being angsty all of a sudden and so it seemed logical to remove Little Earthquakes or The Beekeeper from your iPods? Explain please.
I know that I blog a lot about how relevancy is a big issue these days with the advent of playlisting and major label bullshit and the singles-not-albums culture that the buying world is now experiencing, but come on. We need to clarify this situation. But I think that, in reviewing American Doll Posse, I've come to the realization that, for Tori Amos, relevancy never really matters. She's always going to matter as a creative entity in pop music.
But I think the strongest thing standing in the way of her new record being anything other than a footnote in critic's notebooks and year-end lists is the size and scope of the record. Firstly, you have Amos donning 5 separate personalities throughout the record (ed. note: We all know that Tori is quite manic and has had these kinds of personality breaks on record before, but seriously. No one needs to so indulgent as to give these personalities their own blogs. For real.) Next, you have a total of 23 songs and a shocking diversity in sound and instrumentation. And, as you all should know by now, in our "put-it-on-shuffle-and-leave-it-alone" culture, this is going to present a huge problem for the iPod armies.
"Bouncing Off Clouds" and "Secret Spell" are instant bits of greatness and will be standard mixtape tracks for the foreseeable future. And "Code Red" and "Beauty of Speed" are by far the culture of me's picks of Doll Posse's litter.
American Doll Posse is an astonishing record for sure, ripe with themes of what the culture of me sees as the struggle of making a person's spectrum of belief turned into action to effect changes and stand out for what you feel is right and true. Totally standard fare for Tori, but it seems that in Doll Posse's case, it's more about the fight than the motivation for it.
At 43, Amos is no longer the sometimes riotous, somestimes introspective chanteuse she was in the mid-90's. But now, like she says on "Big Wheel", "I am a M.I.L.F. Don't you forget it." She's still trying to affect the younger generations in a sort of call-to-arms, but who knows if the masses of ambivalent ringtone kids will buy into it even a little.
American Doll Posse will more than likely turn out to be a rather polarizing album for fans and critics alike. But that's what Tori really does best. She creates a line in the sand. But the real question becomes: do you care enough to take a side?
(mp3) Bouncing Off Clouds
(mp3) Code Red
Godspeed!
We all get them. The MySpace "friend" requests that are never preceded by anything. No hello's. No nothing. Just simple requests from bands/musicians that somehow want another digit added to their Tila Tequila-obsessed egos. Here's a part of the culture of me where I give you a first impression of the potential "friend", so you don't have to bother.
Perpetrator: White Mike
What his bio says: It’s not often that a hip-hop artist as entertaining as White Mike comes along. The 2006 Los Angeles Music Awards “Male Rap Vocalist of the Year” has an uncanny ability to mix humor, hardship, and story-telling in a way that keeps you on the edge of your seat in anticipation of what he is going to say next. “I just observe everything that’s going around me and soak it up like a sponge,” Mike explains. “When I make music I’m just releasing everything I’ve gathered in a way to keep the audience interested.” On his new, 15-track LP entitled What’s the World Coming To?, White Mike covers an assortment of topics relating to people’s everyday lives, all the while displaying an original talent for lyricism and punch lines that hip-hop has sorely been lacking in recent years.
What that dude jeff says: What the fuck is this? Why does everyone know that one white kid who always wants to "freestyle" at every gathering? We all know that he's got no talent, but it's still funny to have him finish a lyric and shout out "Ohhhhhhhhhh!" or "Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiit!". But it stays like that. We never think he's going to record anything or take it that seriously. I guess whoever White Mike's friends are, they felt like letting him run with it for as long as he could. And now look at him. Posing in front of a chain link fence to look more "street". This is so bad I threw up in my mouth. Twice. DENY!!!
Godspeed!
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Miami indie pop kids and recent blogosphere darlings The Postmarks recently stopped by Public Radio International program "Fair Game with Faith Salie" to play a couple of songs from the debut long-player, The Postmarks. And while the culture of me still can't 100% understand how a female vocalist can be named Tim, it's still a great record. And great may be a huge understatement for The Postmarks. It's flat-out gorgeous and dreamy in such a way that can't fully be described without extensive listening and obsessing. And hearing the studio sessions only confirmed my feelings for these kids.
(mp3) Watercolors
(mp3) Goodbye
Godspeed!
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