Rest assured, Joey “Straight Bangin” and I are putting in work, trying to import the many ballots we received into spreadsheet form. Sadly, it takes a whole lot of time, so don’t expect a full list until at least late next week. All apologies. In the meantime, here’s a look at the next 25 that… Continue reading »
It’s that time of year again. Time for the only “LA” music festival in the world. A time when the two concert-a-year crowd (three if Wolfmother comes to town) rents lavish houses in the desert, throws killer parties and dangles their VIP passes like they were Wayne and Garth backstage at an Alice Cooper concert.… Continue reading »
Brother Ali’s debut record, 2003’s Shadows’ lack of cohesion was best summed up in a ham-handed punch-line, wherein Ali declared he was “a cross between John Gotti and Mahatma Gandhi.” Sure, if being John Gotti means running interference for Slug, helping him escape a pack of deranged emo chicks. It was the sort of lazy… Continue reading »
I’m a sucker for a band with a good horn section (no Hillbilly Jim). I don’t know what it is. Maybe the brass fanfare reminds me of Renaissance Faires. Or maybe it reminds me of brass monkeys, both alcoholic and Beastiefied. So when I heard the Minor Canon’s doleful, soulful, and horn-ful (if that isn’t… Continue reading »
No self-respecting music journalist writes an article on the British five-piece, Art Brut without comparing lead singer, Eddie Argos’ archly ironic demeanor to Jonathan Richman of the Modern Lovers. So let’s just get it out the way. Yeah, Argos has that underachieving but highly intelligent, smirking in the back of the classroom vibe that made… Continue reading »
As you may have noticed, Passion of the Weiss, East Coast President, Joey “Straight Bangin’ and I have put out a call to arms for bloggers to name their 25 Favorite Hip-Hop albums of all-time. Of course, its a sorta’ pointless proposition, but so is blogging, so we figured why not combine the two and… Continue reading »
Ian Cohen inadvertently cursed me before I even had the chance to play the Twilight Sad’s Fat Cat debut LP, Fourteen Autumns and Fifteen Winters, telling me: “I really like this record, but the lead singer’s voice reminds me an awful lot of Groundskeeper Willie.” “Nonsense,” I scoffed (because when I scoff, it always involves… Continue reading »
About one year ago, I wrote one of my favorite posts ever: The 10 Professional Wrestlers That You Watched When You Were a Kid That Are Probably Gay. In celebration of this most glorious anniversary, I’d wanted to do something in commemoration, perhaps a post that might lampoon the ridiculous racial stereotyping of the WWF,… Continue reading »
Characters: Hipster Music Critic:Renowned by all four of his friends as a musical sage. Relatively certain that in primitive societies he would’ve been called a shaman. Hipster Music Critic’s Friend/Joe: Joe is a very normal well-adjusted individual. He likes music with tunes and melodies and intelligible lyrics. Hipster Music Critic thinks Joe is stupid, but… Continue reading »
Kelley Stoltz must be frustrated. I’m sure, being a folksy singer/songwriter living in the Bay Area has its advantages. He plays the guitar quite well and writes really pretty pop songs which must help him snag McSweeney’s type girls all throughout the Bay Area bar scene. But outside of that, it’s got to be at… Continue reading »
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