my vocabulary is too small


Annoyed loyal servants
December 10, 2008, 12:27 am
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You trust me to send you the best musical discoveries.

You trust me to hold your babies.

You trust me to give you Rick Lucy – Irked Minions.

Think White Town’s Your Woman laid on a hot Ratatat track.

Let me know what you think:



Cease your laughter!
October 22, 2008, 1:07 am
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So I’ll be off to go check out some of the Bay Area talent in a bit, slotting the recap for tomorrow. Meanwhile, in the spirit of good comedy, I’ll leave you with one of my favorite Improv sets ever by Kyle Cease.

Gotsta love the organic nature of this one – totally feeding off the energy of the crizzowd. That’s rap for crowd.



The Devil from Neptune has no Sympathy

Since my last recommendation post on Her Space Holiday was so well-received (apparently a lot of people DO enjoy Postal Service, and therefore enjoy Her Space Holiday), I wanted to do another quick recommendation post on something I’ve been keeping to myself for a bit. Not sure if people know about this one – you might if you were so inclined to wonder what that bad ass track was in the Righteous Kill trailer.

It’s a Neptunes remix of Rolling Stones’ Sympathy for the Devil. Not only is it a great song, I may be blasphemously suggesting that it’s better than the original. Check it and let me know what you think.



My 10 minute girlfriend’s boyfriend

Hanging out at Fr.og (France Origine on Spring/Lafayette) the other night, and the bartender not only introduced a great drink, he was playing some pretty great music. If you’re into the whole Postal Service vibe, check out Her Space Holiday – the song I embedded is called My Girlfriend’s Boyfriend. I’ve been sharing this on my facebook status for the past day, but since I’m gonna update my status soon, I wanted it to have a more permanent spot.

I always watch out for your entertainment, don’t I?

On another note, I’m prepping for my first ten minute set tonight – so anyone who comes out to support me tomorrow will see a first. You’re in for a treat since 2 more minutes (over 8 minutes) gives me some extra time to go on a riff. More on this tomorrow.

I wonder when I’ll ever get a 30 minute set? Headliner? Too much to dream about right now? Maybe. But it’s in the back of my mind.



Jason Statham is the bloody tits

There are movies that make you laugh. There are movies that make you cry. There are movies that make you want to stab your girlfriend in the face for making you watch it.

Then there are the most awesome movies in the world, with a simple formula: Jason Statham + improbable situation where he has to do something before a certain deadline or else he blows up while needing to deal with a lot of sexual tension with respective hot chick in many awkward scenes that are sort of poorly acted but it doesn’t really matter because they either end with him banging a girl in Chinatown or killing someone = my head just exploded with testosterone-y joy.

Behold, Transporter 3: