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My computer’s not connected to the internet.
The CD drive just kicked the bucket on my roommate’s computer.
I no longer have a work computer.
While technically I guess I do have the time to upload songs to my computer, transfer them to my roommate’s computer, and then make the mix that way, it seems like a big pain. Especially since my computer also doesn’t have sound.
So, no mixtapes until I figure that out…
In brighter news, I just got this Myspace bulletin from Paris Hilton:
| From: |  Paris Hilton |
|---|---|
| Date: | Sep 30, 2008 3:20 PM |
| Subject: | My new song, BFF Premiere, and REPO Soundtrack!! |
| Body: | Hi guys, I wanted to share the exciting news that the day is finally here:
My new song, “My BFF,” premiered on Ryan Seacrest this morning: My new show, “Paris Hilton’s My New BFF,” premieres TONIGHT on MTV at 10pm…I will be watching it live from a special premiere party in Hollywood, and I will be live online talking to fans and sharing video. during the premiere. I am so proud of the show, the cast, and everyone involved with it–it’s hilarious and I can’t wait to hear what you all think. Today is also very special because the soundtrack for my upcoming film, “REPO! The Genetic Opera” is released. The cast and producers threw a party last week and we got amazing feedback from the press who attended. I sing on five tracks on the CD and I know that so many of you have been following its progress…don’t miss it! Check out www. repo-opera. com for details. I hope that you all will be able to tune in or listen up to what I’ve been working on lately…I love you all and as always appreciate you and your messages. It’s been a crazy year but I’m not slowing down! I’ll be writing to you soon from London, where I will be living during October while I film the UK version of my show. Love you all, Xoxo Paris |
The video for the nightmarish Another Way To Die collaboration between Alicia Keys and Jack White is now out, and holy shit, Broccoli family, how did you allow this to happen?
James Bond movies are about style and wit and elegance; their theme songs have always often been the sorts of things that stylish, witty, elegant men would listen to in their stylish, witty, elegant bachelor pads after a long day of work. “Let me put on this stylish, witty, elegant red robe,” such a man might say, “and lounge around listening to Shirley Bassey or Duran Duran or Nancy Sinatra or Tina Turner while I smoke something elegant and drink something strong and manly.”
Alicia Keys and Jack White, you are no Shirley Bassey or Duran Duran or Nancy Sinatra or Tina Turner. You’re maybe not even an a-ha.
Sadly, the seemingly endless theme from Quantum of Solace features both artists’ worst habits: the needlessly melodramatic guitars that made the White Stripes’ Icky Thump so painful to listen to, and Keys’ one-handed piano playing. The whole thing sounds like it was made for lame people to do at karaoke, with Keys mainly yelling in a way that suggests the song was probably written for Pink instead. Not that R&B singers can’t be around guitars (although I can’t think of any examples I really like more recent than Black Cat), but this just sucks.
The video’s even worse. Watch Keys and tell me the director wasn’t instructing her to act like a sorority girl at a Coyote Ugly party. Especially after the 2:45 mark or so. And the CGI is mind-blowingly bad. Sets, people. Sets. Locations. Every video doesn’t need pointless wavy lines to signify the future and/or outer space, and no video needs to look like a shampoo commercial, and definitely no video ever needs both of those things to happen at once. God. Remember 1995, when everybody thought this was the most overdone video ever made? Oh, how simple things were back then!
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I mention my mother in a post and what happens five minutes later?
She friend requests me on Facebook.
Why?!
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I haven’t really commented on the election here at all (or at least since last year when I offered a free massage to Dennis Kucinich), mainly because a) I’m not so into politics, b) you can read about the election from people that are smarter and more politically aware than I at any number of other websites. However, the fact that I’ve heard the same thing in the last 24 hours from both Roger Ebert and my mother has sorta compelled me to say something. It will be brief, and I’d rather it didn’t lead to any discussion, because I’d hate it if this was the one thread on this blog that actually led to multiple comments.
I don’t particularly like Obama, and I don’t like the way that most of America seems to think that getting out of Iraq is the same thing as peacetime, especially since Obama seems to just be about moving troops out of Iraq and into Iran and Pakistan. And he doesn’t seem that into environmental issues, which I’d say is just as big a problem as our rapid descent into the third world.
But I have to say Obama’s got charisma; I didn’t think so at first, but now when I see him talking I appreciate that he actually seems engaged. He listens, looks people in the eye, and addresses them by name. Which is what a president should do; it’s diplomacy, and it’s just what a president (or anyone) should do. And I think it’s time that America had a listener, rather than a ranter, for a President.
I think McCain is pretty reprehensible in all sorts of ways, and I also worry that he’s on his last legs since he’s, you know, older than Reagan was when he was elected. (And Reagan was old!!!!!!!) Four years is a long time and the human body is a funny thing; and while I think most people are over-reacting to the Sarah Palin thing (which was the plan, right?) I can’t say I want a book-banning museum hater as the leader of this country.
So, somewhat reluctantly, I’ll be joining Roger Ebert and my mother in voting for Obama.
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I don’t know when I turned into a damn gossip rag. However, in case you didn’t know these things:
Ryan Reynolds, the actor that people periodically tell me that I look like (and who won’t let it go when I tell them I don’t see it), may have just married Scarlett Johansson.
Clay Aiken’s coming out is possibly the least exciting news to ever grace the cover of People Magazine. Which is amazing, because it’s People. Also, I think he’s turning into Sally Jesse Raphael. Just imagine if his glasses were red…
To take your mind off that, here’s some hunky eye candy courtesy of the jimbo.info blog. (You may need a flickr account to see it.)
Davendra Banhart has wiry pubes; his taller friend, less so.
Everyone in the damn world is posting tributes to Paul Newman. While I thought he was hunky as a young man (in Cat On A Hot Tin Roof, say) and thought his salad dressings were pretty okay, I had no idea that everyone and their sister had thought he was the world’s best actor and most wonderful man.
In even duller news, one-hit terror Everlast is back, and still giving using the words Whitey Ford to title his dumb albums. Love, War, and the Ghost of Whitey Ford came out on Tuesday.
That’s all for now.
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It’s happening right now!
My 40 favorite pop songs of the week, the ten best-ever songs with girls’ names in the title (as voted by listeners), and celebrations of two classic albums that were released ten years ago this month.
I just finished reading the Sex For America: Politically Inspired Erotica anthology, which came out in February but which I didn’t know existed until I was putzing around the local public library the other day. It was edited by Stephen Elliott, whose My Girlfriend Comes To The City And Beats Me Up is a must-read for all of you.
The collection starts off with a bang: Jerry Stahl’s Li’l Dickens, a story that’s about as disturbing as that photo I posted earlier. It’s not the best-written thing, but the concept–Dick Cheney cruises a Wyoming gun shop looking for men to sodomize him in his secret lair–at least sets the tone for the lively collection of stories.
I was just on the Wikipedia, checking to see when Annie’s excellent My Love Is Better was going to be released as a single.
Turns out, the Don’t Stop album has been pushed back from pretty soon to next January, and My Love Is Better isn’t mentioned as a single anymore. Since the album has leaked already, I can’t see what the benefit of delaying the release might be four extra months might be, but what the hell do I know.
In other music-related news, Amerie’s Because I Love It album will be hitting US shelves next week, a full seventy weeks after the rest of the world got it. And Neil Tennant just got his drivers’ license.
Burning The Ground, the 80′s and 90′s Remix Blog that has caused me no end of joy over the past few months, has posted the US-only 12″ Promo of White Town’s Your Woman, one of the best songs ever recorded.
That is all.
I know I’m being a little post-happy today, but this is the first time I’ve had any free time in a week now, so bear with me while I relate to you any and every thought I’ve had in the last eight days.
In the new issue of Wax Poetics (in many ways my favorite magazine), there’s a feature on Babe Ruth, the group that were sort of like an English answer to Shocking Blue. The band’s only hit that I’m aware of was 1972′s The Mexican, which later became a big freestyle anthem when Jellybean Benitez got his dancy mitts on it. I found out about it when Maura from Idolator posted it on her spare, spare personal blog some time last year.
I’ve never posted it on a mixtape here because both the original and Benitez’s version exceed the five-minute mark, but it’s a great song to sing along with in the shower.
Babe Ruth, The Mexican
Jellybean, The Mexican
