November 2011

Reminder: the why of art is more important than the how: robweychert.com/writing/art-an…

Art communicates. The core message might be as simple as “I like Slayer” or as complicated as “Let’s begin reversing centuries of female marginalization.” The work’s context and various expressive textures contribute narrative layers that enrich that core message. The more we identify with the message, its layers, and their convergence, the more we like the art, even if we can’t explain what those things are or how we connect with them.

In the who,… See more →

When I tell you not to e-mail me again, and then you e-mail me to confirm that you won’t e-mail me again, I rub the gun barrel on my cheek.

My Top 3 #lastfm Artists: Peter Thomas Sound Orchestra (16), A Tribe Called Quest (14) & Mastodon (14) tweekly.fm/twitter/robweycher…

Dude just cleaned his iPhone screen by giving it two big licks and wiping it on his pants.

Sheena was a man.

What is Homer Simpson’s favorite solfège syllable?

What is Homer Simpson’s favorite woodland mammal?

What is Homer Simpson’s favorite pizza ingredient?

The maggots are falling like rain.

Slow news day.

Sorry, Philly, I can’t do Yuengling anymore. It is gross. (@ North Star Bar) 4sq.com/vA7nVh

My Top 3 #lastfm Artists: Fucked Up (42), The Sadies (20) & Drake (17) tweekly.fm/twitter/robweycher…

My thanks to @beep for introducing me to the very, very funny @LouisVsRick: louisvsrick.com

The only thing worse than ticket scalpers is that the suffering they deserve is so far beyond the limitations of my imagination.

Someone left $20 in the ATM, so I’m getting paid to see Jesse Sykes & The Sweet Hereafter and The Sadies tonight. I like this arrangement.

When music is great, there’s nothing better.

Believe the hype about Fucked Up’s live show.

Free name idea for a Greek/Irish fusion restaurant: Whiskey in the Gyro.

capitalism | ′kapətlˌizəm | n. Refusal to accept that a once-profitable system won’t sustain outrageous wealth forever. nyti.ms/sZZ4uk

Didn’t care about 11.11.11 until I realized it’s Nigel Tufnel Day. The date fits him like a flesh tuxedo. nigeltufnelday.tumblr.com

Congrats to @khoi and @thescottostler on the launch of @mixelapp! My first mixel: mxl.io/tmvIo5

Yay sports! nyti.ms/v37w3a

Fumbling in the dark of a dangerous writing rabbit hole: “In order to work through this idea, I must define the concept of art.”

Overdressed for unseasonal warmth, hauled ass on bike to be on time for slick @TypecastApp demo, nearly barfed in elevator.

Free idea for headphone advertisement: women on the bus discussing yoga. I can help you cast it.

Let’s get this out of the way: I am not a Kevin Smith fan. He has always seemed more interested in hiring actors to recite his own self-consciously profane monologues than in creating living, breathing characters, and the results are reliably tedious.

For the most part, though, Red State avoids Smith’s usual pitfalls and just lets Michael Parks work his villainous magic. Parks plays a fringe fundamentalist Christian preacher in the mold of Fred Phelps… See more →

Following Steve Coogan and Rob Brydon on a week-long drive through the sights, sounds, and tastes of the northern English countryside, The Trip is equal parts tour documentary, buddy movie, and road trip flick. But more than anything, and in spite of its many laughs, it is a poignant meditation on aging.

Ostensibly playing themselves, Coogan and Brydon are a juxtaposition of insecure and self-possessed, of serious artist and happy-go-lucky entertainer. Their differences are sussed… See more →

If you want to euthanize and gut a horse and writhe naked in its entrails, consider also finding a decent photographer. blogs.seattleweekly.com/dailyweekly/20…

Today is my @ChamberMonster’s birthday. You should buy her a pony.

Baffled by people bitching about Gmail/Reader’s new look. The old look was a fucking nightmare.

Are there people who see the neon sign in the window and say, “Oh, we can get Coors Light in there! Let’s go!”?