The Summer Of Music
This summer promises to be one of the best summer's for music in Chicago ever. Hell, I'd wager that, in the words of Sam Barnett, "Chicago truly is the center of the universe this summer. Viva la revolucion!" Along with a host of great individual shows at all summer long, we'll also be visited by three music festivals that I'll be going to. Here's the run down:
Pitchfork Music Festival: July 29-20. One day: $20, Both days: $30. My Must Sees: Spoon, Mission of Burma, Aesop Rock
Intonation Music Fest: June 24 & 25, Union Park. $20/day or $35 for both. My Must Sees: Block Party, Chromeo
Lollapalooza: August 4-6, Grant Park. $140 for all 3 days. My Must Sees: Too Many. Really, the $140 ticket price makes my gag reflex fire, but the lineup is, quite frankly, fucking amazing.
Also of note, New City's Guide and the Guerilla Guide, with info on just about every festival, music or otherwise, coming through Chitown
I love YouTube
This why I love YouTube (and I guess Google Video too): When you get the sudden urge to watch a black and white Popeye cartoon, what do you do? Go to YouTube! A quick search gets you this: The very first Popeye cartoon, with a guest spot by Betty Boop. Sweet...
A.J. Pierzynski is my new hero
Thanks Keels!
From "Three Million Yen"
"The greatest antidote for despair was the faith of a man and a woman in each other."
- Yukio Mishima
Yul Brenner: Teen Heartthrob
From The Onion A.V. Club blog: The 10 Commandments spun as a teen comedy.
Farting preacher
Bobby showed me a few of these viral videos this weekend and I was damn near rolling on the floor. I honestly hadn't laughed that hard in ages. For first timers, I'd say go check out Farting Preacher #5.
The way I figure it, in another 20 years we won't need TV, we'll all just be laughing at each other.
Classy Cary Grant
I watched a good little documentary about the life and films of Cary Grant over the weekend. A quote of his had me absolutely cracking up. When asked about a possible homosexual nature to his friendship with Randolph Scott, Grant replied:
"If someone can't find anything bad to say about you, you are a tightwad or a homosexual."
Yay! I'm famous.
Go check out the CTA Tattler's More tales from the "Crazies" front. That first story about the 151 lady was written by yours truly. I'm so proud (just kidding, not really)...
Barry Bonds: Biggest asshole in baseball?
Your daily dose of Barry Bonds hate: Bonds chases cherished record...
Dear David Blaine: stop, please stop.
Am I the only one who, when unfortunately reminded of David Blaine's continued presence on this sphere of existence, is reminded of that kid you went to school with who was constant doing dumb shit just to get attention? You know, the kid, who without prompting, would offer to eat something disgusting or stick his finger in an electrical socket if you would only dare him to do it. Or even just watch him, so long as he had an audience, because apparently mommy and daddy didn't love him enough.
So today, little spazzy Davey is all grown up, and is eating worms in the biggest schoolyard of them all, New York City. (There are benefits to living in the Second City!) Now we all have to be punished by Blaine's antics thanks to the ratings-crazed media that will cover any sort of spectacle regardless of what kind of or how many assholes are involved. I just wonder if he knows that most of those people who do stop by to watch him are there in the hopes that he'll finally off himself, so they can tell all there friends at work the next day that they were there when he finally did himself in. If he does realize it, do you think he cares?
Hey David! I really don't care what your next stunt will be, or what record you're going to try to break, just do it somewhere out of site, okay? Like a nuclear holocost bunker, or the bottom of the Hudson River or something...
Baseball chat
Me: I predict that Maddux with get pigeon shit in his eye and be out for 2 months with conjunctivitis. Then the pessimism will truly begin on the Northside.
Lawler: I think if a pigeon shit in his eye, he'd use his heat vision to zap it out of the sky. I predict that his injury will be of the self-inflicted nature. Either that, or he'll go 32-8, and the Cubs will lose 100 games. That sounds about right.
Telling truthiness to power
Stephen Colbert has giant-sized man balls hanging between his legs. Catch the video of his White House Correspondants dinner speech over at Crooks and Liars or the transcript over at DailyKos. You might also want to thank him over at ThankYouStephenColbert.org...
Baseball's other drug problem
Now I know why Freddy's fastball has lost some of its zip this season. Who am I kidding? He just jumped up a few notches in my book. Oh yeah, he's also the winningest pitcher Venezuelan born pitcher in Major League history. Way to go Freddy!
