Boogaloo Fred

Public television champion, VCR advocate and Vietnam sniper, Fred Rogers of Mr. Rogers' Neighborhood has been known as many things to many people. Well, now we can add amateur b-boy to his list of accomplishments.

The part when he starts waving is just priceless:


If you check out the Wikipedia page on Fred Rogers, you'll see the Vietnam thing is nothing but an urban legend. He was already filming the 'Hood during the war, and prior to that, he was in Canada smoking dope with Bill Clinton.

Akon Throws Some Kid Off The Stage

I would try to come up with something witty to say about this but frankly the shit speaks for itself. Absolutely hilarious.

Better Late Than Never: Interpol at Coachella

Now that I finally have my file hosting shiz sorted out, I can share some sets from this year's Coachella festival with y'all. First up is my personal favorite from the weekend: Interpol, who played Friday night right before Bjork.

But before we get to the good stuff, here are some pictures to waste your time:



By the way, have you met the new Carlos D? He's gone from "Bela Lugosi's Dead" to Pablo Escobar on Zoloft:

Without further ado, here's Interpol's full set. I highly, highly recommend "Mammoth."

Oh yeah, I've also uploaded the set by Ziggy Marley & Jr. Gong. If you grab it, can you do me a favor and hook it up with track names? Thanks, you're a peach.

my week with music (or lack there of) in May

This is a recap of a week in May that I shall bore you with. Aren't you excited now to read it?!

Sunday: Blonde Redhead plays, I am excited of course...until the day of. I don't go (the story of my life)*

Monday: Scold myself all day, thinking about how I better go to the rest of the shows during the week.

Tuesday: CocoRosie show is canceled! Of course I exclaim blasphemy! My heart was set on going to this one! Then rumors fly about them getting arrested? Can you say cheap publicity stunt? (har, har)

Wednesday: Air plays. I go. Unfortunately, there is no air circulating in the sold out venue; I think all super wasted people hogged it all. I'm hot and bothered by loud people talking over their mellow music and by people bumping into me. This princess decides to ditch her friend and watch from the way back.

Thursday: Ben Gibbard solo. After thinking about bailing, my friend Andrew decides to come to the show. He's leaving for the summer to intern in Utah like the good law student that he is, so of course I have to go to hang out with him. I sport my gaudy, vintage clip-on earrings and stripped flats to try and blend in with the indie darlings (it felt like being in high school again at Knotts surrounded by couple making out in the lines, but this would be more romantic I guess). Mr. Gibbard is awesome! He mostly plays Postal Service and Death Cab songs acoustic and they are lovely. I decide to stay and enjoy the show.**

Friday: Album Leaf is playing and I contemplate going since they were one of the bands on Holiday Matinee (where I used to intern at in San Diego) and also since he is amazing live. I opt out, feeling like a poser and also since I realize I don't even have enough to withdraw a twenty out of my checking account.

All in all, I'm learning more about myself. I take shows for granted and I'm getting old. What's coming up? The Faint, Black Rebel Motorcycle Club, Feist, Fall of Troy, and Manu Chao in June. Don't hold your breathe for a great blog entry...


*so my friend Dana forces the new CD on me and of course, I'm in love with it...the first song on it reminds me of Clockwork Orange...does anyone else get that? Let me know...

**you can catch it recorded live on NPR.org

The Summer Blockbuster Returns!

Today, I heard from a friend (Wikipedia) whose other friend (MTV News) told him that R. Kelly's "Trapped in the Closet" is making a return this July with 10 new parts. That's 22 total chapters! Hells yeah!

Will all the questions that've been lingering for the past year and a half finally be resolved? What happened to the midget? The gay priest? The asshole cop?

If you have no idea what I'm talking about or simply want a refresher course in this hip-hopera, check out the following summaries:

Parts 1-5.

Parts 6-12.

Fuck yeah.

Coachella Bootlegs Galore!

Hot off the heels of the three-day festival comes the only useful thread: Bootlegs!

Click here for the shows available. They're updated pretty regularly, so check back periodically. Or obsessively. Whatever floats your boat.

Guitar Heroes

Ok. It's been a slow month. So here's the newest GH-related youtube vid.



Oh, and does anyone else out there see a connection between Guitar Hero and the newest single by the White Stripes? Listen for yourself, if you haven't already, to Icky Thump.

More Dramatic Than the Slow Handclap

Last night, the boys of the Lonely Island unleashed another hilarious SNL Digital Short, apparently satirizing one of the season finales of the OC. If you watch the SNL clip first, it totally screws with the gravitas in the OC clip:





If you're not sick of the song yet, here it is for you to love forever. Is it just me, or does Imogen Heap sound like she's got some kind of Ladysmith Black Mambazo thing going on?

Imogen Heap - Hide and Seek

The SNL video's down, but you can still find it here.

Alanis Morissette Has Lost Her Mind

She spent 4 minutes to sing a cover of My Humps. And I just died a little bit inside from watching it. Misery loves company. Enjoy:

TV on the Stage, Liquor in Our Bellies

TV on the Radio played the Music Box at the Henry Fonda Theatre on Friday, and speaking on behalf of Linda and Jerome, let me just say it was the shit (in a good way). Great energy and a full house made the show one for the books.

Every now and then, I sneak in lyrics from "The Wrong Way" into my prayers, namely the lines, "Teachin' folks [the score]/About patience, understanding, [agape babe]," so as you can imagine, hearing those lines live was pretty amazing. During my prayers, if I'm mumbling or I know the people around me aren't really paying attention, I try to squeeze in the words in brackets really quickly. So far, 3-for-3, baby.

Pictures courtesy of Zully's camera and a couple of vodka-Red Bulls.