Where else can you go to a jerky emporium, proceed to a "luggage" shop that as of last spring still stocked Patrick Ewing sneakers, and then grab a Vietnamese sandwich inside a jewelry store?
This video gives me the feeling of flipping through NYC cable access at 3 in the morning after having drunk 2 40's of Olde Gold and smoked a blunt of purple haze. Especially DOOM's verse.
Mad Props to everyone involved in the making of this song and video.
Every year (or month, depending on how often you come by my apartment) I screen the 'I Have a Summer Share' episode of MTV's True Life. Now that the we're thawing out from another winter, it's time to consider not just which beaches we want to go to but also how we want to act. Ladies and gentlemen, I give to you "Tommy Sausage":
I really should have posted this a month ago when this NYTimes article about the band first came out (well worth reading). These three guys from Detroit were making punk music back in 1974 before punk music even existed.
I wanted to follow up on the last clip, and show a Boxmasters video. Billy Bob said he was a "music historian" and no one in the last 30 years has successfully fused cowboy country with British fusion. I SEE the British fusion in the video, but I don't hear it. Perhaps the reason this doesn't work for me is cause they don't go together...who the fuck thinks of a cowboy with Buddy Holly glasses?! It's like peanut butter and mayo...it just doesn't mix.
This is perhaps the most confusing music video ever created.
Can someone please try and explain what is going on? I'm not sure where to begin...
Why are they in a post-apocalyptic version of Brooklyn? Who are they running from? What is the meaning of the Siamese twins? What exactly is "La Revolucion" this guy with the big forehead speaks of?
To further confuse everyone let me say that "Mujeres En El Club" means "Women in the Club."
This guy's been doing these on YouTube for a while, some are funny, some aren't and none of them are really 5 seconds but you get the point. The end of this one is the best part.
Woody Harrelson is already making a case for himself as WHS Man of the Year.
He beat up a paparazzo outside La Guardia airport the other day because he 'mistook the photographer for a zombie.'
"I wrapped a movie called 'Zombieland,' in which I was constantly under assault by zombies, then flew to New York, still very much in character," Harrelson said in a statement issued Friday by his publicist.
At that point the photographer/zombie got all up in his grill and Woody assaulted him and broke his camera.
I can't wait to use a 'Zombie excuse' of my own soon.
Lee Perry's been putting some serious poetry up on his Myspace Blog.
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I just found out that the Slap Chop and Shamwow pitchman, Vince, just had a run in with the law. It's too bad, cause I thought he had great potential. Here is the transcript from The Smoking Gun:
MARCH 27--Meet Vince Shlomi. He's probably better known to you as the ShamWow Guy, the ubiquitous television pitchman who has been phenomenally successful peddling absorbent towels and food choppers. Shlomi, 44, was arrested last month on a felony battery charge following a violent confrontation with a prostitute in his South Beach hotel room. According to an arrest affidavit, Shlomi met Sasha Harris, 26, at a Miami Beach nightclub on February 7 and subsequently retired with her to his $750 room at the lavish Setai hotel. Shlomi told cops he paid Harris about $1000 in cash after she "propositioned him for straight sex." Shlomi said that when he kissed Harris, she suddenly "bit his tongue and would not let go." Shlomi then punched Harris several times until she released his tongue. The affidavit, a copy of which you'll find here, notes that during the 4 AM fight Harris sustained facial fractures and lacerations all over her face (she is pictured here in mug shots snapped following busts in 2008 and 2005). After freeing his tongue, a bleeding Shlomi ran to the Setai lobby, where security summoned cops. Harris refused to cooperate with officers, who recovered $930 from her purse. "Both parties had a strong odor of an alcoholic beverage emitting from their persons," police reported. In a brief telephone interview, Harris declined to answer TSG questions about her run-in with Shlomi, though she did say she is considering a lawsuit against the pitchman. Asked if she worked as a hooker, Harris declined comment. As seen in the below mug shot, Shlomi was also injured during the fracas and, court records show, was treated at Mount Sinai Medical Center. While Shlomi and Harris were both arrested for felony aggravated battery, prosecutors this month declined to file formal charges against the combatants. Police records list Shlomi's occupation as "Marketing," but make no mention of his affiliation with the ShamWow or the Slap Chop, both of which sell for $19.95 (plus shipping and handling)
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