Another one of our master scavengers on retainer dug up the ultimate present for anyone with too much time on their hands. From what I know about the world wide
If you’ll kindly scroll down three posts to yesterday’s “Shine A Light: Scorsese & The Stones,” you’ll see that there’s some major ridiculousness in store for New York City on October 29th and 31st.
On those nights, New York’s Beacon Theater plays host to the age-defying Rolling Stones and one of this country’s greatest I-talian film directors in what is sure to be a star-studded event of mind-blowing, face-melting, pee-pantsing proportions.
And now, they’re making tickets available to the public…read on, sluts.
Every Tuesday, without fail, I get jammed up at work. Real, actual work. Paycheck work. And that sucks, because as much as I like earning money for a job well-done,
Everyone’s favorite redheaded singer played a free show in Denver’s Twist & Shout record store last night, and by all accounts, the event acoustically melted faces. Trey not only performed, but
In an effort to provide you with as much content on this blog as possible, First Lt. Scott Bernstein will scour the world wide web every week to bring you some of the best circulating torrents — both audio and video — that you may not have noticed floating around the information superhighway.
Since this post serves as the debut of this department, allow me to take a second to vouch for ScottyB. I recently bought a new iPod and delivered the unopened package directly to Scotty and his roommate, Coach, who then sent me an Excel spreadsheet with hundreds of gigs worth of sick live shows and awesome rarities. I picked out what I wanted and shot it back to them, stopping by a week later to claim a top-notch personal music device.
The point is this: ScottyB wants you all to accumulate a stellar music catalogue, and he’ll stop at nothing to accomplish that goal. Let him help you out, he knows what he’s doing here. So here’s the first installment, for the week of 10/23/06.
(Oh, and we’re also offering +10 Hidden Track Heady Points to anyone that can tell us what musical genius coined the questionable phrase “Grousing the Aisles”…)
A long weekend of collegiate homecoming and Tea Leaf Green at The Vic awaits…sweet home, Chicago. I originally planned to post the first installment of “Grousing the Aisles” today, Scott
I’ve never been terribly upset about missing an opening act. That is, until I walked into the Theatre at Madison Square Garden last night for Beck’s set and heard the bad news. Apparently a nice young man named Spank Rock played his now-classic hit “Shake It ‘Til My Dick Turns Racist.” That could’ve been my new anthem, and I missed it. Oh well, best not think too deeply on this one.
But Beck’s 90-minute masterful performance more than made up for my foolish decision to skip the poetic appetizer, and the hipster doofus proved beyond all doubt that he’s worth every penny of the questionably inflated $60 ducat. Not only did he intertwine an impressive and eclectic mix of songs from his old albums with solid tunes off the new one, Beck put on a show in every sense of the word…
Giving new meaning to the “I went to a boxing match and a Wilco show broke out” cliché, frontman Jeff Tweedy took a well-deserved swing at some poor schmuck that
Welcome. This part is always incredibly awkward.
I mean, we don’t even know each other yet but already our roles are clearly defined: As someone that followed the link to this here blog, you obviously need something to read when you’re bored to work-a-day tears, and as the very definition of blogger goes, I want you to look at me, look at me, look at me.
So now that we know why we’re all here, let’s shift a little bit into why you should stay here. What can you expect to find here? What can I do for you? Will stopping here on a daily basis be a net positive to your day? Well, hows about you stop asking so many fuckin’ questions and peruse the introductory FAQ that follows…
Master of Ceremonies Emeritus Rick Danko welcomes you to the beginning of the beginning of the end of the beginning… To the folks at the Bearsville DMV that snapped this
