Music

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Conan O'Brien is the only late night talk show host I ever found particularly funny. Also, Taylor Dayne was the female Eddie Vedder.

"I’m just trying to get the idea out before the inspiration is gone," he told The Times last year. "Everything I do is motivated by the fear of running out of time."

And the shuffle reacquaints me with another unjustly forgotten gem, Twilight Singers' "Teenage Wristband": youtube.com/watch?v=_OnebDvN0…

Sometimes the most obvious solution is the right one, like, you just know Siouxsie Sioux's ringtone is "Hong Kong Garden".

Never underestimate the lengths to which I'll go to make fun of my friends. This has been about 90% complete for more than two years. I think its time has just about come.

Can’t wait to hear the rest of this record. So good.

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Well, it’s not weirder news than the Spider-Man musical U2 is reportedly working on.

I might have hoped increased variety and decreased commercial potential might have made me more interested in the critical darlings of "indie rock" instead of less. I’d suggest it has something to do with my fondness for creative constraints, but many of my favorite artists have made a career out of eschewing genre conventions. Hmm.

Alone in a crowded diner. Mimosa. Omelette. Mushrooms, peppers, onions, mozarella, marinara. Steve McQueen. The Beatles. Happy new year.

Pretty sure David Johansen just walked by me.

The Les Paul was nestled all snug in its bed, with visions of Philadelphia dancing in its head. yfrog.com/1dexrj

I want this movie to be good, but even with Joan Jett as an executive producer, I have my doubts. The retarded trailer does not assuage them, especially with the obscenely hyperbolic statement at the end. Can anyone think of a music biopic that was actually good?

Catching up on @AndrewWk's vague confessions of being an industry puppet. Trying to sort out the truth, unsure if I should even bother.

Oh my fucking god I forgot how completely mindblowingly awesome the Purple Rain movie is.

Just realized that a coworker's ringtone is what's getting M's "Pop Muzik" stuck in my head on a daily basis. last.fm/music/M/_/Pop%2520Muz…

There's something really wonderful about a Neko Case album ending with thirty minutes of crickets.

Fortifying my music library with the help of @amazonmp3's Black Friday Deals: amazon.com/b/ref=amb_link_861…

Melt-Banana didn’t play the Devo song you loudly demanded throughout the show, but my only disappointment is that you’re still breathing.

Hanging in a buffalo stance.

"She may not be the best looking woman I ever did see." Only Curtis Mayfield could get away with starting a song that way.

Baroness was really great tonight, but they would have been better if I hadn’t started drinking at 3pm. They should work on that.

Missing the final note of "A Day in the Life" in The Beatles: Rock Band shouldn't rank among life's greatest disappointments, but it does.

When toying with type/lettering ideas, I can now recommend against using the lyrics from The Doobie Brothers' "What a Fool Believes."

My compatriots and I are, by far, the most enthusiastic karaoke audience you could ever hope to have.

My first Halloween as a guitar student made the traditional Misfits marathon a staccato affair, pausing every song to learn how to play it.

"Die, Die My Darling" contains 125 utterances of "die." 107 of them are in the final forty seconds of the song.

This day, anything goes.

Kicked off the weekend chatting on the subway with a congenial, intoxicated man who assured me that he was USMC and I was Billy Gibbons.

We are programmed just to do. Anything you want us to. yfrog.com/j76lgj

My verbal interpretation of heavy metal guitars has shifted from "chug-a-chug" to "rub-a-dub."

There were empty seats at the Múm show tonight. I wanted to fill them with people I care about.

Getting addicted to these Pomplamoose VideoSongs: youtube.com/user/PomplamooseM…

♪ Well, her husband, he's a violent man, a very violent and jealous man. Now I have to leave this town, I gotta leave while I still can.

In 1993, Washington DC’s fertile indie rock scene gave birth to a band called The Dismemberment Plan. Musically, it skirted genre conventions inconspicuously. Lyrically, it found wisdom and poetry in the commonplace. The whole package was a rare, fun, magical blend of sophisticated and approachable, and the band built a respectable and devoted following with it.

Ten years later, not long after releasing its fourth and arguably best album, The Dismemberment Plan decided to call… See more →

Conceptually trite and kinda sickeningly precious, but the visual thinker in me still likes it.

LPs are ruining music. GIve me the days when you had to conquer a continent to hear a new tune.

Contrary to what many of my favorite records led me to believe, a bad mood does not make me suck less at guitar.

T-shirt by Dimmu Borgir. Eyebrows by Vampira.

Dreamt I moved to Utah with @ChamberMonster. It brings to mind the title of a certain Meat Loaf power ballad from 1993.