What Are the Best Named DJs Ever?

I saw this link to the “best named DJ” on Dorktown and I thought of Helena. Word, Helena- you were all over this like MONTHS ago!

Yo yo yo! I’m gonna spin this disc faster then a freakin’ DRADLE!

I want to be home. When can I go home?

Music of the Moment: Best Of…, Blur; “Capitalism Stole My Virginity,” I.N.C.; “Family Afair,” Mary J. Blige

I Can’t Believe I’m Saying This…Charlotte Church Rocks…and Other Random Stuff

From Indiana… it’s the Albert Hammond Jr. show!

The quizzes on Acting Straight weren’t nearly as funny or good as they should have been. I’ll stick to eMode and The Spark, thank you very much.

Dear lord. I never thought I’d say it, but Charlotte Church freaking ROCKS! Read:

The first to feel the force of Charlotte’s acid tongue was former mop-topper Beatle Sir Paul McCartney. Asked about the World Trade Center attacks, Charlie told Metro: “There was Paul McCartney saying: ‘I witnessed the crash’. Who cares? Thousands witnessed it.”

And poor old Britney Spears didn’t escape her remarks either. Although Charlotte admitted that she thought Britney was “great” she also said: “There is a contradiction in the way she says she is going to keep her virginity and then sings ‘I’m A Slave For U’.”

Congrats to Sigur Ros for winning the $10,000 prize for the worst named award ever, the US Shortlist Music Prize. “Mercury Prize” has such a better ring to it.

Oh, and who else thinks Ryan Adams broke his right hand while he while trying to dislodge the big stick up his … ahem?

Look, it’s Eddie. And Cate, lovely as always.

Kate and Sam Mendes. Yow!

Heathrow, I miss you so much. Go ahead, add a terminal… will they have to make up new tube stop maps to include T5?

Hurry up, you can still enter this contest to write a caption for everyone’s favorite Presidential turkey treat!

And is it me, or is Reuters getting racy with its practically hard-core porn pictures? Just ’cause it’s old doesn’t mean it’s still not porn!

Moldy Peaches Manana!

Hey Sarwat, remember the boat to Belgium when we were waiting for food on that line that never moved and that little blond boy told his mummy, “We’ve been waiting for AGES!”? I was just thinking about that right now. And how I miss Europe.

The Moldys are tomorrow. I will let everyone know if 1) I think Adam Green does look like Julian Casablancas 2) If I think he’s really 20.

Who Knew Moldy Peaches Were So Tasty?

The Nintendo Game Cube. Otherwise known as “One Way To Become the Most Popular Person In Your Building.”

Hyperventilated today. I’ll explain further after Wed.

Julian Casablancas + Beck + DNA = Adam Green… who is ONLY 20 YEARS OF AGE! It’s a crime. Thou shalt not covet anti-folk stars younger than yourself.

I still love this interview Kimya did with Crud Magazine. Notice how she pulls a “White Stripe” and claims Fabrizio Moretti is her cousin.

Oh, if he only knew. Jules… way back in the day of Reading; “No, no, I�m glad we played on the Main Stage � there�s a lot of people here and you don�t want to see fans getting crushed. That�s not very cool.”

“He Beats Me Because He Loves Me” and Other This Muttered at a Strokes Show

In the John Stossel “Give Me A Break,” category… from Splendid. Can’t we think of more clever rumors?:


Were you near the stage when media darlings The Strokes played in Chicago? Did you notice the fan directly in front of the stage, taunting frontman Julian Casablancas by calling out requests for Kraftwerk’s “The Model”, Madonna’s “Vogue” and other runway-inspired tunes? And did you notice when that fan was oh-so-discreetly escorted backstage and beaten within an inch of his life? Most industry insiders know that Casablancas has an artistic temperament, and thinks that his punk rock image depends upon his being thought of as “just plain folk”, despite the fact that daddy John is a big and somewhat controversial name in the modeling business — but beating up fans? Puh-leeze, that went out with Sunny Day Real Estate…

Jack Black vs. Jack White

I just realized. Jack Black, action hero. Jack White, rock hero. I wonder what Jack Red, Blue and Green are doing. Probably rockin’ out somewhere.

You know what else? I figured out who Jack White’s voice reminds me of. The enjoyable Vince Vaughn. Both of them need to be on Ritalin. Bless.

Music of the Moment: “Screwdriver,” The White Stripes (John Peel Session); “Push It,” Stereo Total; “Since I Left You,” The Avalanches; “A Stroke of Genius,” Christina Aguilera vs. The Strokes, “Tie Up My Hands,” Starsailor.

The Strokes, Chris Klein, and Kylie…Obviously

I did some transcribing at work today. Chris Klein (you know, the one with the “man breasts”) is such a dummy. I can’t divulge what the contents of the interview were but all’s I’m saying is that he must really like cookies. It’s the only question he found interesting, saying “Oh… wow. That’s a great question. There are so many great cookies out there.” Yeah. Inside of head status: just as empty as we thought.

In other news… Betty hooked me up with a review of the Pittsburgh show written by her friend. Ol’ Johnny Boy is less than enthusiastic about The Ol’ Stroke-ies. Notice how it’s “all about the music” but not really.

In related news, why does my school newspaper’s website look crap next to CMU’s and my friend Neal’s school, Temple? Where is Neal these days? Neal? Where are you?

But back to friends and pop/rock stars- Helena, who I worked with this summer, wrote about Incubus for BayArea.com.

But back to The Strokes- NME has something to say about the Detroit show– Mista Ken Taylor seems to be all about the mighty mighty poptones- ranking on The White Stripes in favor of exhaltation of the New York Gang of Five.

Ah Kylie. Queen of all things pop.