Thursday, January 19, 2006

Happy Birthday, Ms. Parton

The woman is a national treasure, if for nothing else than the following:

"I'm not offended by all the dumb blonde jokes
because I know I'm not dumb...
and I also know that I'm not blonde.
Dolly Parton

RIP, Mr. Pickett

I know there's supposedly "no rest for the wicked," but I hope the Divine Being will make an exception for Wilson. A great singer.

Wednesday, January 18, 2006

I Have a Sneaking Suspicion, part deaux

As mentioned before, I have a certain appreciation for rock-snobby bands. And The Fall is one of the top Anglophillic rock snob bands, endorsed by none other than John Peel himself. That being said, I simply don't get their music. But, this article is farking hysterical. They've had over 40 members, for God's Sake! Have abandoned band mates at bars!

Monday, January 16, 2006

I have a sneaking suspicion

As someone who fancies themselves as a rock snobbish-type person, there are a lot of bands that I should like. But simply do not "get." Like Radiohead. Rush. Or Captain Beefheart.

I have a certain appreciation for them, respect them as musicians, but cannot be bothered with their music. Why would any sane person think, "Hey, what would a computer sound like?"

I like my music loud, profane and shagadelic. Jebus, is that even a word? No, it isn't. I don't give a damn what they said in "Austin Powers."

That being said, I truly enjoy several artists on the above list- Fiona, Arcade Fire, Kings of Leon and M.I.A. All of which exhibit some of the aforementioned qualities, while being cool as f*&^.

I Adore Her

As much as it is possible for a person to adore another person whom they've never met, I adore Keira Knightley. She's so funny in interviews, fashion sense is fantastic, and as you can see, her musical taste- apparently spot-on.

She's got The Killers, Scissor Sisters, Jet, Morrissey (I've kind of gotten into The Smiths lately. F-ing fantastic. Johnny Marr is a GOD. But I digress), The Dandy Warhols, OutKast, Primal Scream, and

OH SWEET JESUS, The Jam, Oasis, and The Stone Freaking Roses. My own personal Holy Trinity.

I kind of feel like the googly-eyed actress that played Hugh Grant's sister in "Notting Hill." She met Anna Scott (Julia Roberts) and said that she felt like they were meant to be friends.

Though ever-so less scarily. Obviously, I wouldn't follow her into the toilet. Because that would be weird. And would result in litigation. Can't afford that now, can I?

Golden Globes

I adore awards shows. All of them. Except the People's Choice Awards. I don't give a damn what the people think. Most of them like complete crap. Like the Pussycat Dolls. Or the Simpson sisters. Or the various crimes against humanity that have been inflicted upon us by the Carter (Nick, Aaron) family.

Best dressed females tonight- definitely my girls, Scarlett and Keira. Though the Queen looked smashing. And Michelle Williams and Anne Hathaway were as cute as buttons.

Males- The Clooney. Terrance Howard looked great. So did Jesse L. Martin. And Jonathan Rhys- Meyers. But for his gold outfit when he played Elvis. Duuuuuuurrrrrrrrrr. Hot Irishness.

Added note- I cannot see Michael Bolton- Nicolette "neighborhood skank from Desperate Housewives" Sheridan's date- without thinking of the following scene from "Office Space:"

(For those of you unlucky enough to not have enjoyed "Office Space" yet, there is a character named "Michael Bolton" in the movie. And why are you still reading this? Go. Watch. The. Funny).

Michael Bolton: Yeah, well at least your name isn't Michael Bolton.
Samir: You know there's nothing wrong with that name.
Michael Bolton: There was nothing wrong with it... until I was about 12 years old and that no-talent ass clown became famous and started winning Grammys

"No-talent ass clown" is definitely on my all-time favorite insults list.


The cutest things ever.

In this dark and scary world, it's nice to sometimes stop, and look at the FREAKING ADORABLE baby panda cubs.

Sunday, January 15, 2006

Bit Apprehensive

The OutKast movie? Could be brilliant, or, uh, otherwise.... But look at it this way, there's no friggin' way it could be worse than the lone Vanilla Ice movie.

Though the facts that the soundtrack isn't complete yet, and it comes out on Valentine's Day, are a bit worrisome.

Reserving judgement.

Chuck Klosterman rules

Sadly, despite being from Iowa, I have never "walked beans." Or detasseled corn, for that matter. Or fed livestock. Though I have helped to give a sheep a bath (at the county fair, before the sheep judging).