Saturday, July 19, 2008

feed the animals, a musical petting zoo


It took me a few years to finally jump on the Girl Talk bandwagon - I never really saw what was so great about them. After cruising around Brooklyn all night, jumping in and out of Kait's car that was pumping some serious air conditioning and Girl Talk all night, I enjoyed it. A melodic transition of fun top 40 mash-ups, with a few uncreative beats used as filler, Feed The Animals was surprisingly fun, especially for partying music. I won't lie, my deciding factor was when they were able to transform Usher's In the Club with some familiar The Cure tunes. 
Regardless, their album is available for free. It's def. worth checking out, especially if you're a pop lover deep down inside. I won't tell. Promise.

you know you're getting old when...


...it's difficult to make it through a two and a half hour movie at it's midnight showing. However, I did manage to stay awake for The Dark Knight, despite having gone to work and a study class before hand. I'm not a big movie snob, Netflix is a good friend of mine, as well as the known fact that I see about 5-10 movies a year in the theatres. Yet, I did really enjoy the new Batman movie (sans Robin) and felt it was worth noting that Heath Ledger was fucking fantastic, and they truly transformed the Joker's character into a modern-day sociopathic criminal. Killa impressive!

Thursday, July 17, 2008

you know it's summer when...

...Central Park's free outdoor Summer Stage concerts are back, and the music only gets better each year. You can find me there Sunday, catching Montreal's finest: A-Trak, accompanied by some more great DJs and hip-hop, as well as the less-cooler version of M.I.A., Santogold.

My sister is hoping for a guest appearance by Pharell. I'm thinking he's too cool for free shows. Enjoy the new video below. It's okay to dance.

for those who still aren't on the tracy morgan bandwagon

Tracy Morgan is by far one of the funniest son of bitches on television. Catch him on 30 Rock (emmy nominated, once again!) on NBC, but in the mean time, check out this amazing interview. VI-ET-NAM!

genius!






These are fantastic. Retailing at only $60 on FredFlare's website, these little guys are adorable and super innovative. No, the average person cannot stick these in their ears, but they do make an awesome set of table speakers.

another reason to hate the french...



...they're better dancers too?

Props to my francais boys for keeping it together and trying to stay alive.

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

it's all in the name: ghostface killa drops the rockland county bomb on me


How appropriate is it to name a blog after it's first official post? Or did I create the name before the bloggings? Regardless, it's fucking appropriate.

On Friday night, I was hanging out back at a good friend's bbq in Rockland County. Smoking weed and playing beer pong is nostalgic of Rockland County; our people are a rare breed. Amidst blunts and flying ping-pong balls splashing into cheep keg-pumped beer, my sister and I both tuned into the amazing iPod being played.

Ghostface Killa's name drop of Rockland County in his nasty little diddy "Killa Lipstick," turned us immediately, focusing on nothing else in the party but the song.

Yeah, this white chick Everlay, she smell Downy
Had her best friend named Jade, from Rockland County
Double cokeheads who love cartoons, type chicks who eat pussy
Listen to Prince and play with they wombs



The song is bomb, and the beat is just sexy. Ghostface Killa amazed me once again. Even after so many years.


Check it out. Especially if you're a big fan of the Rock.

blogging take 2: the intro.

I have blogging issues. Maybe my blog left me when I was a child, or raped me behind a middle school in a past life.

Regardless, taking inspiration from Yeezy himself, I've started this shit up again. 'Cept this time, I'll follow in the big guy's footsteps, and stay away from political rampages. Let this blog be a little sneak preview into my head: the shit I find just plain old cool or good, fascinating, or too gangsta for words.

Enjoi.