This man is selling shit you will never be able to afford, like Grey Goose vodka and love.

Orson Welles once said that movies are canned because they come in cans, which means they aren’t fresh. He was making a point about how stale the cinema can seem, and why Read More →

This Native American/Werewolf knows what youth culture is about in 2009.

On the first night of summer break, I was overcome with a wave of nausea from some noxious tobacco that had found its way into a night of typical college rituals and libations. My stomach, churning like the whirlpool of Charbydis, Read More →

Stop covering Kate Bush's songs. She will pounce you.

Big Star’s first two records are about to be reissued on vinyl and CD in a month, which makes me giddier than a pig rolling in dollar bills. Big Star’s legacy might be Read More →

This cat is of sick of writing press releases.

PR people must be the unhappiest people in the entire world. They might not be aware of their misery – perhaps it lies under their skin, bubbling like a hepatitis-infected creek Read More →

Do something stupid: Listen to this bullshit.

A spectre is haunting the American consciousness – the spectre of Asher Roth. Read More →

Nice scarf, Kirk.

Metallica is going into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame this year, an accomplishment that rates somewhere between getting a full snack card punched at Baskin Robbins and getting into clown college. They deserve it, for sure Read More →

THE WOZ gettin' Wozzy on a bitch

I may have been all huffy about teen/tween trends, but now I am a changed woman (sort of) and my sarcasm has washed away (sort of!) As it turns out, we don’t all have to live a lonely, awkwardly clueless life on planet Miley Cyrus — not when there’s this season of Dancing With the Stars.  Read More →

Emotional development, Supernatural-style.

We are living in a post-MTV world. Push up your glasses, spit out your dentures, yammer in edentulous glee that the old ways aren’t there and what ever happened to good old television, Read More →