ok, so it's time to come out of the closet; i completely adore everything justin timberlake has put out since going solo. i resisted it for so long but i just can't anymore, timbaland and the neptunes have brought out the best in this guy, and i don't think white 12 year old girls have enjoyed something this funky since michael jackson's thriller. oh yeah, and beyonce's "crazy in love" is the best song of the year. now go about your business.

radiohead rorschach, a pretty funny article about forcing fifth graders to listen to radiohead and draw. even eleven year olds know that kid a is their best album.

i know i've been away for a while, folks, but i am the bearer of very very good news today. you see, the pixies are getting back together!!!! my life will soon be complete :)

oh dear, i've become an irresponsible blogger again. right now, i'm on a short breather from school, and it feels grrrreat!!!

basically, this summer has sucked eggs. check this out!

-right around the summer solstice, my wallet got stolen at the gym, and $3000 worth of sporting goods and computer equipment got charged while i was benchin', curlin', and pressin'. i wasn't held responsible for any of it, but it took weeks for me to get all my identification and platinum purchasing power back.
-field day fest was $100, and it rained all day!
-it then rained every weekend in june!
-we got bed bugs! yes, bed bugs. because of some stupid hippychicks who've since left the building next to us, we're now paying $2000 a month for third world conditions. do you know what it's like going to bed at night knowing that something is going to creep out and suck blood out of you?
-the siren fest was a total letdown! the music was just not loud enough to overpower the sound of the cyclone and the stage wasn't high enough to actually see the bands performing. thus, you had a bunch of kids who thought they were the hottest thing since sliced bread for standing around in a trucker hat and acting as miserable as possible.
-i had one day of fun in the sun, and got the worst sunburn of my life! so for a week, i went to bed in pain while waiting to get the blood sucked out of me.
-we're converting from oracle to s.a.p. at work, so inbetween cramming for my midterms and finals (which in summer semesters, come every two weeks), i had to sit in on meetings everyday while trying to not nod off in a visible manner.

it hasn't been all bad, i've had a blast hanging out at the bars. as homer said, alcohol is the cause of, and solution to, all of life's problems ;)

the people that brought you the study of the hungry man microwaveable heart attack breakfast are back with a less than flattering look at the mcgriddle. the pictures really take away any passing curiosity i had in this crazy thing.

hmmm, maybe drinking tons of red bull while dancing isn't such a good idea.

hold on to your horses, folks, this upcoming election is gonna get nastaaaay.

friday time waster alert: come out to brooklyn and play hipser bingo.

in less fortunate news, nike is buying converse, which is a bit of a double edged sword. on one hand, at least it'll be easier to get your hands on a pair of one stars, which i consider to be the sassiest darn shoes ever designed. on the other hand, get ready for the star-studded marketing blitz.

oh my fucking god, people, check this out! i mean, this is not even remotely close to confirmation of a reunion tour, but still, legend had it that kim and frank absolutely hated each other after the break-up. now they're jamming together? color me surprised!

some new ben folds news. these eps sound pretty cool. i'd like to hear his take on "in between days", and i hope one of the later releases includes his take on liz phair's "chopsticks", which is just hilarious.

speaking of liz phair, has anyone in the history of music made such a stir by putting out a crappy single as she has? the new album has been unanimously slagged by the critics and every interviewer seems to demand an answer as to why she's decided to become the 35 year old avril lavigne. this has all apparently been a bit too much for her, as she's lashed out at a poor review in the new york times by likening the journalist to chicken little. you can be a star, liz, just don't put out sucky songs!

vote for the sexiest vegetarian alive! why am i not on this list?

please welcome two blogs new to the wbsg cavalcade of stars; hektik's journal (don't believe anything he says about me) and why pigeons annoy me (check out the homestarrunner techno and trogdor links!)

do you like sigur ros? do you spend your days wishing you could conduct four horses to create your own post-rock masterpiece? well look no further, my friend, your web distraction of the day is here!!!! (link has been fixed if it didn't work the last time you tried)

speaking of coney island, the siren fest is coming soon. did i tell you it's free?

note to self: go see 28 days later.

something i find incredibly fascinating even though it bothers me to read it; a list of recent theme park accidents. it's surprising how many of these happen at the disney parks. i expected half of them to be from coney island (if you've been there, you'd know why)

josh wink's follow-up to one of the greatest mix cd's of all time is just around the corner. from the sound of things, it has plenty of that dense minimal tech-house that makes being in a dark sweaty club at 6 a.m. so darn lovely.

good news everybody, we might be getting money back!

so, i made it through the field day fest. first of all, it rained all day. second of all, what was supposed to be a sort of celebration of the leftfield (sigur ros were headliners for cyring out loud) and in the tradition of brittain's great reading and glastonbury festivals, ended up being pretty much lollapalooza at giant's stadium. the concert was truncated to one day and the number of bands cut in half (with some shady decisions in that department-spiritualized over sigur ros? ours and gemma hayes (who ever heard of them?) over royksopp). there was noone on the main stage that wasn't on a major label. while it's always great seeing the alterna-rock greats, there was only one electronic act on the bill (underworld, who absolutely rocked and woke the crowd up), and absolutely noone representing the new garage rock stuff that the kids seem to dig these days.

which is not to say the concert sucked, because it didn't. it was actually pretty fun, and would have been really great if it weren't for the cold raininess and numerous technical difficulties that the cold raininess wrought (not the least of which was a stage hand hitting beck in the chest with a metal pipe right before his set, causing him to rush to the hospital and cancel his performance).

by the end of the day, people were pretty much exhausted, uncomfortable, and a bit underwhelmed by the whole thing. then radiohead decided to put on their best show in years. they were absolutely phenomenal, and by the end of their set the wet socks and five dollar ponchos didn't seem to matter so much.