So Steezy.

Go to your local newsstand this week and pick up a copy of Time Magazine. Bundled inside of it is a rad supplement on Style & Design that I can't stop flipping through.

My favorites are the pieces on the Hermes Birkin bag (is it weird that I want one?) and the Issey Miyake watches.

It's Time Magazine though, so if you're a hardcore follower of fashion, style, and trends, some of this will not be very new to you. However it's unlikely that you follow everything from designer furniture to fine art to organic medicines (and if you do, GET OFF THE INTERNET), so it's a pretty cool amalgamation of glammy tidbits.

FLOSSY FLOSSY, SON.

Order of the Phoenix trailer.

You can thank me later.

And don't forget, Deathly Hallows is out July 21.

Nerd.

Spider-Man 3 comes out on Friday, May 4

But this post isn't about Spider-Man.

It's about The Joker.


Yeah, this is ok, but it gets better.



Did I tell you, or did I tell you?


Batman: The Dark Knight. Coming to theatres hopefully before I graduate.





P.S. That's Heath Ledger

Songs About Jane still B L O W S

...but this? This is definitely not half-bad.

It ain't Scissor Sisters or The Sounds, but it's definitely...well, fuck you, I refuse to mention "Maroon 5" and "good" in the same vein. I'm sticking to my guns.

Maybe a little toooo Prince-y, but if you're gonna blatantly ape iconic pop sound, Prince is the guy to emulate.

But, as of right now, I ain't no politician, I'm not flip-floppin' - Maroon 5 still blows humongous monkey chunks. I hope the rest of the album sucks, because if the rest of it sounds anywhere as decent as that single, I'm going to have a crisis on my hands.

Behbeh!

Those few minutes were more funny than the entirety of Talladega Nights.

Only Because I'm Obligated

Kurt Vonnegut, Novelist Who Caught the Imagination of His Age, Is Dead at 84

I've never read any of that hipster shit, but I'm sure it has to be decent judging by the number of people who like to read him (which is a dangerous assumption to make).

Nothing validates an artist's work more than his or her own death, so we'll see how this irons out. Maybe I'll even borrow one of his books.

World Famous

My brother told me today that KROQ 106.7 plays Tiger Army.

Now, listening to any Clear Channel station (which is like, all of them) should be normally be worthy of capital punishment, but I still think that KROQ should be spared.

Tiger Army's the shit, they were (still are?) bumping Mickey Avalon, Silver Sun Pickups are on, and they've got shows that bring new shit to the table every now and then.

Jed the Fish Catch of the Day is spotty but he lands something really good usually once a week, Kat Corbett plays local scene stuff on Sunday, and Rodney is still the motherfucking man. Late Sunday nights turn into new music expeditions.

I guess I can't really be mad at them for spinning 30 Seconds to Mars and Incubus all day long, because god knows we've all listened to worse (admit it).

It's not Indie 103.1 (they play shitty stuff too sometimes, you indie fucks can shove it), but at least they're playing a little Trojan Horse.

And FUCK YOU guys who are too cool to listen to radio. NPR's alright, don't get me wrong, but c'mon, don't you feel like listening to Warrant and Boston every now and then?

P.S. I'm gonna KILL MYSELF if psychobilly becomes the new emo. It's not for everyone, and I've only seen 30-something pale white people and Mexican teenagers pull it off. Sometimes Japanese people, but those Japs (can I say that?) are pretty much superheroes so they don't count.

Who's Debbie Harry?

Can't stop, won't stop. Eh-eh, eh-eh.

COME ON. First she cops Fitty, then BLONDIE?! (and Keane and the Kooks)

If you don't like Lily Allen, you don't like proper pop.

Bloody fucking brilliant.

I swear that this isn't the Lily Allen blog.