85841 items (0 unread) in 24 feeds
Related tags: To [+], Listen [+], lets [+], get [+], letsgetthispartystarted [+], tv [+], i [+], Week [+], Party [+], how [+], for [+], does [+], do [+], britneyspears [+], all [+], We [+], Say [+], Love [+], Eat [+], Caption [+], Bitches [+], wrote [+], too [+], syphilis [+], sounds [+], song [+], series [+], save [+], rosieodonnell [+], please [+], party... [+], name [+], more [+], michaeljackson [+], me [+], make [+], look [+], headline [+], goodbye [+], gervais [+], generation [+], garner [+], fight [+], country [+], count [+], can [+], burn [+], breakups [+], be [+], atone [+], as [+], and [+], a [+], True [+], Started [+], Ricky [+], On [+], Jennifer [+], Fix [+], Digg [+], Day [+], Couple [+], City [+], thing [+], that [+], like [+], looks [+]
Every November 25, New York celebrates its independence from the British. What, you didn't know about Evacuation Day? It is a much more awesome holiday than Thanksgiving, because it involves gunfire, greased flagpoles, and indignities being visited upon English people, one of the fundamental tenets of comedy.
The British never made very likely imperialists because, as we all know, they're a fey bunch of ninnies who enjoy dressing in ladies' clothing and tending to their gardens. But they did run United States for a time, and their terrible despotic rule was marked with grievous injustices like asking that we pay an extra ha'penny (which in modern dollars is nearly a tuppence!) to drink our precious tea. So after some mooks in Boston got wasted, dressed in racist costumes, and engaged in some reckless property damage (some things never change, right?) we all decided that meant war, and a couple years later, the rest of the colonies had beaten the British and all that remained was for them to finally leave New York, where we never really minded their presence that much, as they were certainly preferable to those mooks in Boston.
Still, the British were a little bitter about having to leave New York and go back to London, where the ladies all had comically screechy voices and sometimes chased you around at high speed while wearing frilly lingerie. So on their way out of town, they acted quite the cads!
Departing British troops nailed their flag to a pole downtown and greased it. Every November, a descendant would re-enact the legendary feat of John Van Arsdale, a sailor, who donned cleats and shimmied up the flagpole to replace the British colors with the Stars and Stripes.
As George Washington triumphantly proceeded Downtown, jeering Americans on Staten Island were fired upon by a British ship in what has been described as the last shot fired in the war.
All that nonsense happened on this day in 1783, and New York used to celebrate with parades. The Irish were really into it. The celebrations leveled off when World War I came along, and we had to like the British again, but you can still head down to Battery Park today and see some nerds dressed in funny costumes reenacting the goofiest end to the goofiest insurrection in history.
Some goofily dressed nerds won't be participating, of course:
On Monday, a spokeswoman for the British consul-general in New York said he had no plans to commemorate Evacuation Day.
Sore losers!
To really love Alan Ball's HBO show True Blood, you have to get past a few things. Namely, the wacky special effects, the terrible Louisiana accents, and the fact that in a month or so, most of you will groan whenever you hear the word 'vampire.' We already described the mediocre adapation of Twilight that won the weekend's box office, but in comparison, tonight's season finale of True Blood is Shakespeare. Really, Anna Paquin's Sookie Stackhouse is just so much more fun than Twilight's Bella Swan could ever be, and tonight, she'll try to solve the mystery of who's been killing folks in Bon Temps, Louisiana. All that and more, after the jump.
Aided by the attention given to its young adult sibling, Charlaine Harris' series of Sookie Stackhouse murder mysteries is miles beyond Twilight and goes on for many more books. I'm halfway through the third, and I can't recommend them highly enough if you want a more sophisticated campy vampire romance. Sookie's relationship with vampire Bill Compton (played by British actor Stephen Moyer) has been a resounding success in its television incarnation, reaching a ratings high last week and improving throughout its first season. That means the something for everybody show will probably be coming back after tonight's end to the 12 episode season. Here's the rest of the bare pickings from the Thanksgiving Week to come.
All times Eastern, watcher beware...
Tonight:
24: Redemption (8 pm on FOX): Jack Bauer is still fighting terrorism, this time in Africa. And there's a female president...just when Hillary was starting to get OK with accepting the Secretary of State post. Runs two hours.
Dexter (9 pm on Showtime): Last episode's ending was absolutely wild, and this show is always at its best when it brings rival killers together.
A Colbert Christmas: The Greatest Gift of All (10 pm on Comedy Central): Richard had the great preview clip earlier this week. Airs again at 12 pm.
Entourage (10 pm on HBO): The crew is in New York City, and Gus Van Sant guest stars. That being the case, you can pretty much figure out which cast member will be emerging from the closet.
Monday:
How I Met Your Mother (8 pm on CBS): Ted has a nude encounter with Robin's date, as viewers count the days until the Ted and Robin wacky roommates storyline mercifully ends. Bring back Sven!
Heroes (9 pm on NBC): The preview suggests that most of the Heroes will be losing their abilities this week, which will get the show renamed People Without Powers until it's mercifully canceled.
Tuesday:
A Charlie Brown Thanksgiving (8 pm on ABC): The 1973 classic gets an update with a CGI Snoopy. No, I'm just kidding, Snoopy's junk is intact. This program also reruns on Thursday at the same time.
Fringe (9 pm on FOX): Butterflies have a weird magic property, and it turns out Massive Dynamic is the cause of the problem, probably.
The Mentalist (9 pm on CBS): Pairing new episodes on Tuesdays with reruns on Friday has been a recipe for ratings success, and this show is the class of the procedural genre.
Dancing With The Stars (9 pm on ABC): Warren Sapp, Lance Bass and Brooke Burke face off in what has to be the easiest Fuck, Marry, Kill of all time. Alicia Keys and Miley Cyrus perform.
The Shield (10 pm on FX): The series finale for this incredible cop show.
Wednesday:
Rosie Live (8 pm on NBC): Was I crazy to think that the promo for this was funny? O'Donnell was a talented comedian, but that was a long time ago, and we're asking too much to think a hourlong variety show from her could be entertaining.
The 2008 World Magic Awards (8 pm on MyNetwork): Neil Patrick Harris hosts this retrospective on the year in magic. Hopefully they'll be able to answer the question of what the hell happened in the David Blaine Central Park stunt, because I still have no idea.
Thursday:
Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade (9 am on NBC): I'll be watching to see the scariest float in history in action.
The Incredibles (8 pm on NBC): Might as well make it a Thanksgiving tradition, since it costs too much to go to the theaters and see Bolt. Fox counter-programs with the dreadful Adam Sandler comedy Click about hating your family so much you want to fast-forward past them.
Friday:
Nothing but leftovers and regrets.
viewNode("654e0e871c0f4", { player_profile:'vega4', width: 410, height: 315 });
You must CLICK HERE and check out this song.
You must CLICK HERE and check out this song.
You must CLICK HERE and check out this song.
Her name is Ida Maria and she's fucking amazing!!!!!!!
The tune above is called I Like You So Much Better When You're Naked. We know you'll love it, so you must click here to check out more songs from Ida Maria.
Love! Love! Love!
The energy. The attitude. And, most importantly, the songs. They all rawk!!!
viewNode("2b9e8d10c32f5", { player_profile:'vega4', width: 410, height: 315 });
CLICK HERE to check out Jesse McCartney's just-released video for It's Over.
The song is sleek, sexy, pop - with an edge.
And the vid features plenty of "glam" shots, close-ups of his pretty Zefronish face!
Check it out, y'all!
When Jimmy Smits joined the cast of Dexter this season, we weren't quite sure what to expect. But the TV veteran has surprised us by bringing a uniquely sadistic character to the Showtime series, one who rivals Michael C. Hall's cop serial killer when it comes to bridging the gap between the implausible and the merely unbelievable. And even if the show does sometimes seem more like a comic book than gritty noir, it's the blend of both that makes it worth watching. With just three episodes left after tonight, we look at Dexter and everything else worth tuning in for this week. Savor it while it lasts.
All times Eastern, watcher beware...
Tonight:
60 Minutes (7 pm on CBS): Barack and Michelle's first interview. We hear Michelle drops the f-bomb. No, we didn't. Yes we did.
Dexter (9 pm on Showtime): The big guy teaches his buddy Miguel the when, where and why of killing, and Dexter's sis gets hot and heavy with someone. Preview clip:
True Blood (9 pm on HBO): Vampire clean-up is such a betch. Plus, Tara's cousin Lafayette makes a visit to the halls of power. And how will Bill cope with being a maker?
Family Guy (9 pm on FOX): This show's creative renaissance continues, as the shock ending to last week's episode gives way to a Carrie Fisher guest vocal as Peter's boss Angela.
Entourage (10 pm on HBO): Turtle has a secret meeting and Vince is confused about his career. How can a show about rich, beautiful people be so depressing?
Californication (10 pm on Showtime): We're fresh out of hurtful jokes about David Duchovny's sex addiction now that he's back together with Teo Leoni. I'm sure he's better in real life than he is on the show. Pretty sure.
Monday:
Gossip Girl (8 pm on the CW): "The Magnificent Archibalds" continues the show's enticing sense of history, as the episode reflects and subverts Booth Tarkington's 1917 aristocratic novel, The Magnificent Ambersons. Blake Lively and Martha Stewart chill at left.
How I Met Your Mother (8:30 pm on CBS): Wandering around aimlessly in a haze until they find a new possible Mother for Josh Radnor, this episode focuses on Robin's group of single friends. What, you mean she doesn't spend ALL her time with a married couple and two d-bags?
Two and a Half Men (9:00 pm on CBS): The funny-to-creepy ratio on star Charlie Sheen's philandering with younger women reaches an unforeseen 1:9,400.
One Tree Hill (9:00 pm on the CW): I still can't handle the fact that Chad Michael Murray's character on this show went from high school basketball star to J.D. Salinger. Now he's writing a Casablanca-styled murder mystery.
Tuesday:
The Mentalist (9 pm on CBS): Patrick Jane meets a psychic who he has to prove isn't one without blowing his cover as also not-a-psychic. There's only one way this can end — Psychic warfare!
Wednesday:
America's Next Top Model (8 pm on the CW): Season finale.
Pushing Daisies (8 pm on ABC): Enjoy this show while you still can. Or maybe it's just time to start investing in other things, like CSI: Miami.
South Park (10 pm on Comedy Central): Last week's High School Musical parody was a little disappointing, but at least we did get to enjoy Cartman's jokes at the expense of the young man with the diabetes. Let it never be said Trey Parker wasn't a compassionate guy.
Thursday:
Ugly Betty (8 pm on ABC): Marc and Betty compete to win a spot in the Young Editors Training Program. Without having seen the episode, we can inform you that the program gets cut and they're both SOL.
The Office (9 pm on NBC): More changes in lurk for the employment situation at Dunder Mifflin. The episode, titled "Frame Toby", is a mystery about who made a huge mess in the microwave. Toby will be blamed as per usual.
30 Rock (9:30 pm on NBC): Steve Martin will play powerful businessman Gavin Volure. Last week's Jennifer Aniston joint was OK, though not exactly a masterpiece. Hopefully Martin's comic chops will flow naturally into the show's comedy, unlike the ill-fated Night Court finale. Let us also pray that an illicit affair is kindled between Tina Fey and Steve Martin, because every time I see Tina with her husband I feel physically ill.
Life on Mars (10 pm on ABC): The show apes the kidnapping of the Lindbergh baby and finally strays from being overly procedural recently, with Sam digging deep into his childhood.
The Sarah Silverman Program (10:30 on Comedy Central): Sarah's hit or miss show about the more annoying version of herself features a job competition this week. Here's the preview clip, featuring some tremendous insight into the ABC island drama Lost:
Friday:
20/20 (10 pm on ABC): Amazin' prostitute of ex-Governor Spitzer Ashley Alexandra Dupre shows up and is all like, "What up Diane Sawyer? You think you know me?!?!" Diane is charitable with her response.
We understand the insatiable need for the media to compare Obama to Lincoln, we really do. There's no need to rehash the potential similarities all over again, because Newsweek is devoting their cover story this week to doing exactly that. On one hand, comparing a president-elect to a another guy from Illinois who did the job well makes all the sense in the world. And above all else, Lincoln was a good man. On the other hand, there are elements of this comparison that are wildly not suggestive of BO:
Towering over his generals, someone of Lincoln's background would have a real hard time getting elected today. Rising from manual laborer (he was once a rail-splitter) to the highest office in the land, Lincoln had no formal education. As Paul Johnson suggests in his book Heroes (even better than the TV series!), the only reason Lincoln was able to enter politics at all was because it was so easy to become a lawyer in America.
And though he undoubtedly was a great president, he did have one blind spot worth noting, as Johnson writes in the book:

Lincoln did not regard blacks as equals. Or rather, they might be morally equal but in other respects they were fundamentally different and unacceptable as citizens without qualification. He said bluntly that it was impossible just to free the slaves and make them "political and socially our equals." He freely admitted an attitude to blacks which would now be classified as racist: "My own feelings will not admit [of equality." The same was true, he added, of a majority of whites, North and South. "Whether this feeling accords with justice and sound judgment is not the sole question. A universal feeling, whether well- or ill-founded, can not be safely disregarded." It is such statements, and many other of a similar nature, which make Lincoln's speeches and writings so riveting. They show that his salient characteristic was candor, a willingness to admit and articulate truth, however inconvenient or unheroic or distateful or inconsistent it might be.
Barack's attitude towards people of color is surely different, but the more interesting question is whether Obama sees himself as Lincoln does — as a democrat "who reacts to events rather than directing them," as Johnson puts it. To some extent, President Obama will have no choice but to respond to the evident truth of the country's economic problem. But from the aggressive policy proposals we've seen so far, we shouldn't expect that to last long.
Obama's Lincoln [Newsweek]
As we suggested yesterday and was rumored by the trades, ABC's whimsical dark comedy Pushing Daisies—about a saturnine pie maker who can bring dead people back to life with a single touch—may be facing an unresurrectable demise. In fact, it's very likely the subject of this morning's lead blind item, about a show that's secretly been canceled. The show premiered strong enough last year, but then was perhaps mortally wounded by the writers strike last spring. So it's in danger, yes. Which is a shame because it's got a talented cast (especially its balefully sexy lead Lee Pace and the always chipper and reliable Kristin Chenoweth) and inspired (if a tad too cutesy at times) writing. In fact, there are several other shows that should be canceled before Daisies is. We'll list three of them after the jump.
Entourage
HBO could cross out the lines on the budget for fancy guest stars and location shootings that dimly buoy this sad, tired old alpha dog of a series. The current season, about resident movie star Vincent Chase being not quite on top but not quite on bottom, has been boring and slow, with only hints of humor (Werner Herzog joke!) peppered in between lame Johnny-is-dumb, Turtle-likes-poontang jokes. Pushing Daisies has the arty design and defiant oddness to flourish on the premium cable net. Over there, 6.6 million viewers (which the show is averaging this season) is a lot!
Private Practice
Well, this is probably on its way out too. But for the time being, it remains. It's a really irksome, forcibly "sexy" show about rakish beachside California doctors and the various genitals they fall onto or have fall onto them. Ick. We understand giving creator Shonda Rhimes, who spun this show off of her ludicrously popular Grey's Anatomy, a pat on the back and a sweet new series deal, but this... this is just a punny lady joke nightmare. ABC should stop forking over what I imagine are pretty hefty salaries for Kate Ward Walsh, Tim Daly, and Taye Diggs and spend it on advertising Daisies a bit more. Send supporting star Audra McDonald back to Broadway where she belongs. Yes, Kristin Chenoweth belongs on Broadway too, but whatever.
The Office
Yeah, we said it. This once-great series is languishing under the "stretch it out!" studio mandates that the creator of its British inspiration, Ricky Gervais, so deftly avoided by insisting on only making two short, neat little seasons that were wrapped up with a heart-swelling Christmas special. We used to really like this show, but now it's weighed down too heavily by big Plot Points—Dwight and Angela, Jim and Pam, Michael and Sadness. One of the greatest ensembles on television is no longer allowed to play like they used to. NBC could use a little creative jolt, so why don't they lovingly put this show to bed and bring Daisies into their fold. Ever-tarnishing wunderkind that he is, top Peacock exec Ben Silverman has typically been really good about supporting critically-beloved but low-rated shows. Daisies could be one of those low-rated shows!
What else would you nix to keep Ned and the gang safely out of the ground?

The Killers did it in concert this past weekend, but their version pales in comparison to this one.
Greg Laswell has done an exquisite cover of Cyndi Lauper's Girls Just Wanna Have Fun.
It's absolutely ravishing! One of the best renditions we've ever heard of the song.
You must check it out below. Then CLICK HERE to listen to more tunes from Greg Laswell.
Leighton Meester versus Wallace Shawn happens for free on the CW tomorrow night, and that's the highlight of the week. Yes, the industry is missing an 'it' show right now, that universally watched show that defines a period in American life. Soon the current programming will be filed under Bush-era nonsense, and we'll be able to get a new Sopranos, the kind of show born in the Clinton era. Still, there's quality programming if you just know where to look. Here's what to watch this week:
All times Eastern, watcher beware...
Tonight:
Dexter (9 pm on Showtime): Miguel Prado's wife gets a little suspicious of the blood technician that her district attorney husband is spending a lot of time with.
True Blood (9 pm on HBO): Sookie's disturbing revelation about her employer freaks her out. A lot of vampire blood is used (probably).
Family Guy (9 pm on FOX): Have you not already seen the Hulu clip from the new dog storyline? They went there:
Entourage (10 pm on HBO): The show has finally gotten to the point where it is doing an entire Seth Green themed episode.
Californication (10 pm on Showtime): David Duchovny's character loses his virginity all over again, this time to a hot teacher.
Monday:
Gossip Girl (8 pm on the CW): We already mentioned Wallace Shawn, but Jenny will move in with Agnes and they'll probably be in bras the whole time. The ep is called "Bonfire of the Vanity."
How I Met Your Mother (8 pm on CBS): Big news for Alyson Hannigan's character, but all we can think about is that Josh Radnor will spend the rest of his life ALONE.
Heroes (9 pm on NBC): Can the showrunner from Pushing Daisies save the troubled Tim Kring superhero saga? They should just start including the backstage storylines into the episodes, as I find the backstage part easier to keep track of.
Tuesday:
House (8 pm on FOX): The show's most improbable storyline continues, and Chase and Cameron turn this into Days of Our Lives all of a sudden.
The Mentalist (9 pm on CBS): Simon Baker's psychic is in a casino this week, which should mean plenty of wordy insight about the the meaning of luck.
Dancing With the Stars (8-10 pm on ABC): Two hours of programming, and it cost less than the person who does Simon Baker's eyebrows.
Wednesday:
Estate of Panic (10 pm on Sci Fi Channel): It's not often that reality shows violate my inborn moral sense, but scaring the hell out of people is just plain wrong.
South Park (10 pm on Comedy Central): After last week's Obama-Ocean's 11 coming together, can this show stay on the funny end of the political spectrum?
Thursday:
Jets vs. Patriots (8 pm on NFL Network): Bill Belichick and Eric Mangini resolve to be bff again.
World Series of Poker Final Table (9 pm on ESPN): They're playing it right now, but if you avoid spoilers, you can watch it live all over again.
The Office (9 pm on NBC): Michael gets sent on a business trip to Canada, and brings along Andy and Oscar. Meanwhile, does Pam have a decision to make? Aah!
30 Rock (9:30 pm on NBC): Last week was Oprah, this time it's Jennifer Aniston. Aniston plays a friend of Liz's who visits the show. If you don't want to cry because you're sad for her afterwards, then it wasn't a Jennifer Aniston cameo.
Friday:
The Wizard of Oz (8 pm on TNT and TBS) Perhaps someone can fill us in on the reason both nets will be showing this on Friday night. But hey, I guess they don't really need a reason:

The urge to draw, literally, a link between Abraham Lincoln and Barack Obama would have been irresistible to editorial cartoonists even if both men were not Illinois legislators, outspoken against a foreign military adventure and exploitive of their hardscrabble upbringings in the national hinterlands. Who better to juxtapose with the country's first black president than the commander-in-chief who emancipated American slaves (even if Obama's ancestors were not among them)?
Stir in Obama's famous fist bump, which you just know has been burning a hole in satirists' pocket since it appeared at the Democratic convention in June, and you have the recipe for mass inspiration. Blakeley found the above cartoons floating around on Tumblr.
Clockwise from top left: Steve Sack, Minneapolis Star-Tribune; Richard Crowson, Witchita Eagle; ???, Cartoon Arts International; David Fitzsimmons, Arizona Daily Star; Mike Luckovich , Atlanta Journal-Constitution.

Their new album has been pushed back until December 16th, but you can listen to a new song from Folie a Deux.
Fall Out Boy's What A Catch, Donnie is a beautiful, anthemic ballad about life and finding acceptance. It reminds us of an Elton John song.
We're not sure if it's going to be a single, but it SHOULD!
The tune features the band's Decaydance labelmates, Brendon Urie from Panic at the Disco, Gabe Saporta from Cobra Starship, Wiliam Beckett from The Academy Is, and Travis McCoy from Gym Class Heros singing snippets of a few classic Fall Out Boy songs towards the end.
Plus, Elvis Costello is also featured on the song too!
Ch-ch-check it out below.
[Image via WENN.]

If you're blonde and from New Zealand, then we are LOVING you this week!
A few days ago, we introduced you to to the brazilliance of Ladyhawke.
Today, we'd like you to meet Gin.
This blonde from new Zealand remind us of a few of our favorite artists - like Skybox, Joel Plaskett Emergency and Macy Gray.
Her voice is quirky and intoxicating voice - her tunes fun and charming.
Listen to the delightful Under My Skin below!
And then CLICK HERE to check out more songs from Gin.
This here website (among many others) has been asking the same question for years. Is Details magazine gay? I mean, yeah, they pretty much are with all their fancy fashion ads and fancy men who are always gracing the cover. This month's bois are the dudes from teen soap Gossip Girl, and look! The cover is eerily similar to the fellas' Out cover appearance from back in March. (Heck, when New York Magazine featured the show, they included the ladies.) Note in these two gayish covers that resident twink Chace Crawford is sandwiched in the middle on both. Heh. Subtle. Click for larger comparison.
It took years and years and the attention of a new movie, but someone finally uncovered a smidge of plagiarism in the fired Vanity Fair Brit's How to Lose Friends and Alienate People. Daily Intel found near-identical passages from the book and a New York Times article by John Tierney. Young was unruffled, saying it wasn't plagiarism but loose English journalistic standards at work:
Upon being shown the evidence, Tierney, who had never read the book, concluded it was plagiarism. More bemused than angry, he remarked, "It's at the very least unattributed lifting..."
Young did in fact footnote Tierney's article in the book, however. "I don't think it's a sort of mealy-mouthed or weasely defense to say that the standard that British journalists are expected to hold themselves to are not as high as the standards that some American journalists hold," he explained to Intel.
Hah. A mere cultural misunderstanding, then—British foreign correspondents, for example, are notorious for their rewrite jobs. In America, however, this is the sort of reasoning that can and will get you fired, Toby!
[Daily Intel]
[Photo: Nikola Tamindzic/Home of the Vain]
—

This is all sorts of amazing!
A mashup of Yo Majesty's Club Action with some Depeche Mode and even some Enya too!
Enjoy.

Our favorite black lesbian electro rappers are back!
After dropping such dynamite singles as Club Action and Kryptonite Pussy, Yo Majesty are finally set to release their debut album.
And the children will love the disc's lead single!
A pulsating, ridiculous, delightful and catchy little ditty, Booty Clap is everything and more you would expect from the song's title.
Check it out below and then CLICK HERE to check out more tunes from Yo Majesty!
viewNode("2bd451a57fcef", { player_profile:'vega4', width: 410, height: 315 });
Say hello to Arsenal.
They rule!
This group from Belgium makes beautiful dance, chill-out music that reminds us of Röyksopp.
It's pretty. It's cool. It's perfect for your next mix-CD!
CLICK HERE to check out Arsenal's delicious Estupendo.
Soooo good!

One of our "children" has just baked the most delicious dessert for us all to enjoy!
Perezcious fave Ultraviolet Sound have teamed up with Electric Valentine for a most scrumptious cover.
Sarah and the boys inject Stacey Q's '80s classic 2 of Hearts with a jolt of adrenaline.
It's burnin' up!
Ch-ch-check it out below.
viewNode("a422772f33607", { player_profile:'vega4', width: 410, height: 315 });
If you have yet to discover the beauty of Rachael Yamagata, then you are missing out!
The New Yorker - by way of Chicago - is one of our favorite singer/songwriters of the last decade.
Unfortunately, she hasn't released a new album in seemingly FOREVER! But, thankfully, that's all about to change.
Yamagata is finally releasing a new record in October and she's hitting the road again this month!
CLICK HERE to check the new single, Elephants, and its accompanying video.
Such a pretty pretty song!!!

The Plain White T's are back with a new single called 1,2,3,4.
In addition to naming their song that, it sounds just like a song Feist would do.
And that's not a bad thing. We love Feist!
1,2,3,4 is very similar to the Plain White T's monster single, Hey There, Delilah. And that's not a bad thing either.
That song was massive!
Their 1,2,3,4 should do quite well at radio. It's a pretty love song and damn catchy and clever.
We love pretty. We love pop. We love catchy.
Ch-ch-check it out (below)!
Who is this Kevin Rudolf????
We have no idea, and you won't know any more about him after watching his debut music video (above).
Lil' Wayne is featured heavily in the clip and he's barely seen. Additionally, there are no pics of Rudolf on his MySpace.
Is he hideously ugly?????
Well, it doesn't matter. His track is the jam!
Let It Rock was produced by Rudolf, whose a guitarist and produced that has worked a lot with Timbaland. And the song, his debut single, features Wayne.
It's damn hot!
Ch-ch-check it out (above).
This has got to be one of the best band names ever.
Say hello to Natalie Portman's Shaved Head.
We are LOVING these kids from Seattle, Washington and their kickin' electro beats!
Super fun. Super camp. Super ridiculous. And, they have quite a way with clever titles.
You must Click here to watch the psychedelic video for Natalie Portman's Shaved Head's Sophisticated Side Ponytail.
Swoosh!!!!
Harry Potter actor Daniel Radcliffe apparently lost his virginity, at 16, to an older woman—an age difference that would "freak some people out." I'm looking at you, Professor McGonagall. [Us]

This is gonna be your guilty pleasure!
Her last "effort" in the music world was the average (at best) Overdosin'.
But, Heidi Montag has just dropped a new single that is actually really good.
The song is called Party's Wherever I Am and it's got a killer hook. So damn catchy - like an STD!
It's seriously contagious.
The gays will be playing the shit out of this at the clubs! And, if she's lucky, your spinning instructor might be playing it at the gym too.
Heidi even name checks the gym in the song! And Reno, Neveda too!
It's kinda ridiculous and brilliant at the same time.
Check it out below!
Thoughts?????
Jesse McCartney has done a cover of T-Pain's Buy U A Drank.
Try not to laugh.
Just listen!
We actually really like his reinterpretation.
Check it out (above)!
Many of us have in our days taken issue with feminism. (No no no not the idea of it, silly, just like some of the "dogmas" and "pieties" and all those crazy ladies planning to vote take back abortion rights from their daughters as punishment for falling in love with that charismatic black man.) Anyhow as crazy as those women are they do not hold a aromatherapeutic incense stick to batshit barrister Roy Hollander. He is suing Columbia, where he attended business school, for having a women's studies department, and also waging multipronged legal wars with Ladies Nights, and his Chechen ex-stripper wife and because the God of Baffling Internet Misogyny is a generous god he granted an interview to Maureen O'Connor, a young female correspondent at Ivy Gate. Did he mention he prefers women in their teens and early twenties? Why yes he did! That's why he usually lies about his age. Here is their most charming interaction, which I would not be posting at this hour if it were not TOTALLY hilarious. [And also, if you are reading Nick, involving a shrewd future member of the Ivy League media mafia!]
I read that you were once married to a Russian stripper. Is that true?
Actually, she was a Russian mafia prostitute stripper. As a teenager she was mistress to a Chechen warlord. I found this out because I worked at Kroll Associates. Are you familiar with them?Foreign intelligence?
Yes. And through my contacts from them, what I learned from Russian military intelligence, is that she and her mother were and are connected with the Chechen Special Islamic Regiment.So what happened to the marriage?
We got a divorce. I went through all the standard divorce horror: Restraining orders, she went to the police–That’s standard for divorce?
Yes. If you’re an alien wife, and you want to become a citizen, you need a papertrail using VAWA.[ed: VAWA is the Violence Against Women Act. Hollander contested it in his first Men's Rights lawsuit.]
She said, “My husband showed me a knife, my husband bruised me,” and then she got a temporary restraining order. The order was later dismissed. She filed a complaint with the police that I tried to extort her but she never went forward with the complaint because she never had to. All she needed was the documents, which you can use in immigration proceedings.
So the allegations were untrue?
Well, yes, basically. She came at me twice with a knife, but since I know martial arts, it wasn’t a problem. I probably did bruise her arm. But she, you know she twisted it around, the thing about the knife, and she got the restraining order. But what matters is that the court dismissed it.
No actually what matters is actually that he now picks up women in a hip-hop dancing class. And appears to have picked up some of the lingo!
Allow me to now read a quote you gave to another journalist, during your lawsuit against Ladies’ Night: “Now all I am looking for is superficial temporary escapades with pretty young ladies… It�s harder than it was when I was younger. I only go after girls who are in their athletic prime.” Mr. Hollander, I sense a rejection complex.
“Late teens or twenties,” is what I actually said. And, you know, I understand, this is exactly what my ex-wife did. See, she was a ho. I know this because she wrote about prostitution in her diary. She was a prostitute then, and for all I know, she’s a prostitute now. She did drugs without my knowledge, and she transferred the euphoria of the drugs to me. Now, I expect that from a pretty young lady who wants something. What I didn’t expect was the reaction of the government. She violated my rights, she violated the law, there’s a sense of justice involved, but the government didn’t care because it was me, a man, asking for justice against her, a woman, who was using VAWA.But back to my preference. All I can say is, I do what mother nature tells me. I walk into a club, I’m standing there with my buddy looking for girls to hit on try to go out with them. If I see a girl, I’m going to go up and talk to her. I see a girl and I’m attracted to her, who knows what the reason is — there is a French poet who said “For men, love goes through the eyes” — and I talk to her, and she may look at me, and if she doesn’t want me to talk to her, she’ll make it clear. I can read demeanor. But I’m just going after who I’m attracted to. For instance, I take this hip-hop class, and sometimes a middle-aged lady comes to take it, but I’m not attracted to her.
And that is why he is voting for "O'Bama."
A blogger recently "reviewed" uber-book-publicist Sloane Crosley's book of essays, I Was Told There'd Be Cake, on her personal blog. "I too am a twenty-something year old self-absorbed, middle-class angst who can relate to quite a few of Sloane’s shenanigans. Oh you know, the standard white-girl fare..." Cute, whatever. But! This very same blogger, we notice, can relate to quite a few of Sloane's shenanigans: she's written essays in the past month on her blog about a.) being a bad vegetarian, b.) being a pack rat, and c.) spending a childhood playing the videogame Oregon Trail. Coincidentally, Crosley's book features essays about each of these subjects. Hatecrush alert! Let's compare and contrast:
From Crosley's I Was Told There'd Be Cake:
"Unlike other games of the day, which had me leaping through traffic or called me “gumshoe,” Oregon Trail left lots of room for creativity. It seemed ripe for the misuse. Like a precursor to the Sims, you were allowed to name your wagoneers and manipulate their destinies. It didn’t take me long to employ my powers for evil. I would load up the wagon with people I loathed, like my math teacher. Then I would intentionally lose the game, starving her or fording a river with her when I knew she was weak. The program would attempt an intervention, informing me that I had enough buffalo carcass for one day. One more lifeless caribou would make the wagon too heavy, endangering the lives of those inside. Really now? Then how about three more? How about four? Nothing could stop this huntress of the diminutive plains. It was time to level the playing field between me and the woman who called my differential equations “nonsensical” in front of fifteen other teenagers. Eventually a message would pop up in the middle of the screen, framed in a neat box: mrs.trust has died of dysentery. This filled me with glee.
...Your whole life is in flux and all you have is this moment. Are you sure you want to forge the river? Yes. Yes, you are."
From Confessions of a Contemplative New Yorker:
"A precursor to the Sims (which I love and secretly play now) in Oregon Trail you had control over the characters. On the occasion of a particularly bad day, I would run down to the lab and load up my wagon with people that had pissed me off and purposely lose the game. Oh no! Lil’ Billy has two broken limbs and was carried away by Indians. Oh no! Poor Sarah died of dysentery. But that’s not the end to my evil ways. It got better. After poor Billy or Sarah bit the dust you are asked to write a dear, sweet epitaph on you fellow wagoneers tombstone...
...And when the game asked, are you sure you want to forge the river? I always replied Yes, I was."
Actresses always think they're so smart after they've read a book or two—usually on spirituality or something. We think the annoyingly sunny Jennifer Love Hewitt must be reading Nora Ephron right now, because she's (unconsciously?) passing off Ephron's wit and wisdom as her own. Check out their lookalike quotes: Hewitt recently told Health magazine, ""I wish I had been nude from the time I was 12 until I was 28...."
"I looked great! I want to tell all young girls to walk around in bikinis all summer—and enjoy it. I want to tell them to never, ever feel bad about anything, because there will be that one day in your 20s when you’ll eat a hamburger and actually see the hamburger on the side of your leg."
Nora Ephron's quote, in her book I Feel Bad About My Neck:
"Oh, how I regret not having worn a bikini the entire time I was twenty-six. If anyone young is reading this, go right this minute, put on a bikini, and don't take it off until you're thirty-four."
Om.

The only word that can best describe this is….
Brilliant!!!!!
Dan Black is a musician from London, far far away from the streets of Harlem and Brooklyn.
However, Dan's just done the most phenom cover of the Notorious B.I.G. classic Hypnotize.
Completely reinterpreted the song!
This shiz is about to go viral, it's that good.
Ch-ch-check it out (below).
viewNode("c12ebff679083", { player_profile:'vega4', width: 410, height: 315 });
We are totally feeling the new Solange!
From the sound to the visuals, it's TIGHT.
CLICK HERE to check out the video for Solange's new single, Sandcastle Disco.
It's so fresh!
The vid is super super fun and the song is SUCH a nice alternative to everything else on the radio and MTV right now!!!!
viewNode("1316c516520e5", { player_profile:'vega4', width: 410, height: 315 });
You MUST CLICK HERE to check out the most amazing cover reinterpretation of Lily Wayne's Lollipop by this really awesome artist named Madison.
It's raw!!!!
P.S. You can download the song for free on her MySpace.
The untimely death of Heath Ledger left a void in the acting community. In terms of his actual person, yes, but also in what he represented. A subdued, thoughtful actor who shied away from the press, who made a quiet regular guy life for himself when he wasn't emoting really well for lots and lots of money. So, for useless speculation's sake, who will fill that role now, where is our next, uh, sorta-dark knight? Ledger's Brokeback Mountain costar Jake Gyllenhaal is too splashy. Other broody types like Josh Hartnett haven't quite got that leading-man-with-gravitas movie star thing down. So we think it might be James Franco, who is, like Ledger before he died, just beginning the second act of his career.
Franco is an Intellectual who doggedly studied at UCLA after he became a movie star and is attending an MFA writing program in New York this fall. Like Ledger, he got praise early in his career (winning a Golden Globe for doing his best James Dean) and then sorta fizzled. Ledger had movies like The Brothers Grimm and The Order, Franco was saddled with the a terrible triumvirate of shitty, embarrassing movies Annapolis, Fly Boys, and Tristan & Isolde.
What put a new polish in Ledger's career was his "brave" (pah) decision to go gay in Brokeback, and oho, Franco is doing the same as Sean Penn's homosexual lover in this fall's Harvey Milk biopic. Franco is known to be intense and deeply focused, doing tons of research on his roles. Ledger had a very similar reputation, holing himself up in a hotel room for months to work on his Joker. Oh, and Franco's the druggie lead in Pineapple Express, just like Ledger was the druggie lead (around the same time as Brokeback) in the Australian dirge Candy. OK so Franco's character is a lighthearted stoner and Ledger's was a depressed and self-destructive heroin junkie, but still!
In his personal life, Ledger made his quiet way in Brooklyn for a few years, settling down and mating with fellow actor Michelle Williams. Though I obsessively stroll the streets peering in windows, I still don't know where Franco will be living, but it seems likely that he won't be hitting the club scene too hard. Not on school nights, at least.
Plus, Ledger was ridiculously good looking in a kind of stern, knowing, and yet soft way and so is Franco. So, that helps.
While it may seem insensitive to some of you teetotalers out there to compare a living person to a dead one, I really mean it as a high compliment. Ledger was the Actor to Watch before his passing, and Franco seems to be a likable guy who could do well in the same type of mold. Because, you know, no one can just be a person in old showbiz. You have to be a type so people who write for blogs or write magazine cover headlines have something to say about you. GQ still thinks he's James Dean, but we say Ledger. Either way, there is this quote from the article:
“I was just standing over near the desk. And they all got in the bed and, I mean, he was out of his head. He was so high on cocaine, I guess, or drunk or whatever, and he was saying, like, ‘Oh, my wife and daughters are coming tomorrow, but this is great.’ It was the first time I ever saw a cock ring. He put on a cock ring. And then they both kind of like stood over him, and the guy was, like, stroking both of them and he was like, ‘Ah, all these cocks, I love these cocks.’"