The week begins with a whiff of giddy anticipation: The First Lieutenant and I are headed southbound for Langerado for three days of headiness in the South Florida warmth. Scotty and I will channel our inner Tricia Takanawa and do our best to bring you slutty, ethnic reports from the field.
But that’s the glorious week that will be. Let’s take a look back at a small sample of the stupendous week that was…
- Emo kids are all about the cool points — I smell a raffle
- No dice on ‘Roo, but Pearl Jam will headline Lollapalooza. If there’s anywhere you wanna dance outside in the summer, it’s Chicago
- The B List went spelunking for deep cover
- Trey went to court…and nothing happened
- Dylan heard a who, and I hear a Grammy (or a Clio)
- Dope Pop entered the Hidden Track lexicon
- We celebrated 20 years of The Knit with a symbolic smattering of experimental nonsense and fits of awesomeness (and Lou Reed!)
- Behold, really cool Internet radio: Musicovery
- Rage & Wu co-headlining three one-day hip hop festivals? Get John Spartan ready, ‘cuz I can see a few “murder death kill” calls coming
- NYCers: Get Warren Haynes to sign your manboobs
Anyone else see that new Rob Corddry vehicle that debuted on Fox tonight? Ya know, I thought it was pretty damn good. Discuss.
