Best of 2010, Muzak Edition


  1. Gemini, Wild Nothing
  2. High Violet, The National
  3. Clinging to a Scheme, The Radio Dept.
  4. Teen Dream, Beach House
  5. Speed Is Everything, The Bomb
  6. Love Remains, How to Dress Well
  7. There Is Love in You, Four Tet
  8. Crystal Castles (II)
  9. Nothing Hurts, Male Bonding
  10. Halcyon Digest, Deerhunter


  1. “Song for the Helenas,” The Bomb
  2. Crown on the Ground,” Sleigh Bells
  3. Live in Dreams,” Wild Nothing
  4. My Old Brittle Bones,” Dreamend
  5. Lemonworld,” The National
  6. Heaven’s on Fire,” The Radio Dept.
  7. Baptism,” Crystal Castles
  8. Hospice Gates,” Lower Dens
  9. Paris Cafes,” The Art Museums
  10. Crush,” Abe Vigoda

As always, I’ve got a mix CD in the works with samplings of most of this stuff on it. Let me know if’n you’d like a copy.


Reaping, Sowing

Just wanted to take a moment to direct some of my outrage at this weekend’s events in Arizona at John McCain, who reached a level of cockheaded fuckedupitude of which even I had previously believed him incapable when he issued what the NY Times called “one of the strongest statements” regarding the 22-year-old shooter that killed at least six people, wounded 14, and has left Democratic Representative Gabrielle Giffords in critical condition with a bullet hole through her fucking head:

“I am horrified by the violent attack on Representative Gabrielle Giffords and many other innocent people by a wicked person who has no sense of justice or compassion. I pray for Gabby and the other victims, and for the repose of the souls of the dead and comfort for their families.”

I’m sorry, what? Could someone explain to me nice and slow how someone who has played an increasingly significant role in cultivating the dangerously partisan political environment that our country is currently suffocating in could have the audacity to act shocked and horrified that something like this could have happened to a woman who was already receiving threats because of her pro-health reform, anti-insane Arizona immigration law stances? What the fuck?

In his many years on this earth, one would think that McCain would have managed to come across the folkloric warning to be careful what you wish for.

Pajama Jeans!

The perfect gift for that lady in your life who just doesn’t care anymore.

(Thanks to Sarah for the assist.)


one down…

"I miss videogames."

As of yesterday at 4:33pm, I am officially done with my first semester of my PhD program.  My reactions to the semester:

  1. Holy crap, that was a lot of work.
  2. Holy crap, my professors are smart.
  3. Holy crap, I get a whole month off now.

Celebration consisted of mole-drenched enchiladas and several episodes of Parks and Recreation. Then Ty put on some fantasy movie from the early ’80s called either Ragewar or The Dungeonmaster in which some dude with a computerized wristband and a foam suit of armor had to complete 7 feats devised by the evil wizard Mestema (aka: Bull from Night Court) in order to save his really annoying girlfriend from an undisclosed but implicitly horrible fate.

I made it all the way to feat 5 before I fell asleep. Which is sort of a feat in itself, am I right?

the pie that didn’t want to be born

Like an idiot, I volunteered to bring a banana cream pie to Thanksgiving dinner tomorrow. Of all the desserts in my admittedly basic repertoire, the cream pies are the biggest pains in the ass, and this evening’s stayed true to form.

Things I learned over the three+ hours of wrestling with this fucker:

  1. If one ever happens upon a quick, easy recipe for butter pie crust, one should bookmark it so as to prevent having to settle for an inferior, ass-pain of a recipe next time one plans to make one.
  2. If one is looking for a novel upper-body workout, rolling the dough from one of these inferior recipes is surprisingly effective.
  3. If strange little brown flakes start appearing in your boiling vat of pie filling, it’s probably because it’s carmelizing at the bottom of the pan.
  4. It’s not a banana cream pie if you forget to add the bananas!
  5. Don’t walk away from your baking timer until you’ve checked to make sure it’s actually working.

But in the end, it’s all worth it, ’cause look how pretty it is!

"I'm a pretty, pretty pie," said in Teen Girl Squad voice.


There Will Be Mario Sound Effects

Via CreepyGirl, one of my favorite DJs, here’s all of There Will Be Blood’s melodramatic glory rolled up into a 60 second video game clip.


“The Downfall of America?”

That would be homosexuals, of course.

At least that’s what KETK-NBC would like us to believe. The Texas-based NBC affiliate recently aired an amazing fucking segment speculating that The Gays are Taking Over America, and that this will be its downfall.

Not our useless elected officials, not the corrupt corporations that pull their strings, not the increasingly loud bigots who refer to themselves as “voices of reason” amidst the cacophony of “leftist propaganda.” Homosexuals who have jobs in the government.

The compelling cause-effect relationship that is at the root of this hard-hitting bit of reporting goes something like this:

  1. Barack Obama’s administration has appointed more openly gay people than the last two asshats presidents combined.
  2. This recent study, when decontextualized to the point of stupidity by fundamentalist Christian idiots, can be interpreted to mean that twice as many teens are gay than a decade ago.
  3. Therefore, the Obama administration’s tolerance of homosexuality is breeding gayness among our youth, which will, in turn, be “the downfall of America ….(provocative question mark).”

Yes, I know. The logic takes you back to your days in geometry class, when you were learning about laws of equivalent and complementary angles, except that those were mere laws of mathematics, and this here is a law from God.

J.C. has got to be weeping in some toast right now.

Here’s the video, complete with asshole anchors, an asshole correspondent, a 10-second B-roll montage featuring harrowing scenes of happy homosexuals getting married, hugging, and sitting next to each other at what sort of looks like a Bingo hall (thus proving nowhere is safe) that plays on loop for at least four minutes, and a caller segment that kicks in around minute three, the highlight of which occurs at 3:24 when some homophobic cuntbag declares that “we the people doesn’t count anymore.”

While goodness knows we can’t expect better than this bullshit from Texas, we can from NBC, and I encourage any of you who get as blood-boily about this shit as I do to sign the Courage Campaign’s petition to Jeff Zucker and Steve Burke. Cause if they let shit like this happen on their affiliate stations, they’re really just FOX in sheep’s clothing.