Hey, I Like Music and Kind Of Like Myspace. Do You Like Music and Kind Of Like Myspace, Too?
I just wanted to alert everyone to my latest project. For this one I'm working with my venerable friends Kevin, Josh and Rupert Murdoch. It's called MyMusicBoston and we're writing Album and concert reviews from the hottest artists and showing video of all the best musicians to roll around Boston and put on a private show for us.
Check it out here.
On there you'll find my latest review of the Arctic Monkeys new album which came out on Tuesday and much, much more.
So, friend us. Read us. Love us.
THANKS!
Sunday, April 29, 2007
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Sunday, April 15, 2007
Make It Rain On Dem Tributes
Boston is, sadly, known as a racist city. I don't particularly agree with this sentiment but then again, I'm just a Jew, what do I know?
This, however, won't be good for Boston's reputation, though there's nothing they could do about it. A Nor'Easter has blanketed the, duh, Northeast, cancelling at least 6 baseball games so far. The big deal? Today is the 60th anniversary of Jackie Robinson breaking the color barrier and teams are paying tribute, with some players wearing the now retired (and Answer to The Ultimate Question Of Life, the Universe and Everything) #42.
Uh, not in Boston.... (from the Boston Globe)
Though, there's still tomorrow:
Boston is, sadly, known as a racist city. I don't particularly agree with this sentiment but then again, I'm just a Jew, what do I know?
This, however, won't be good for Boston's reputation, though there's nothing they could do about it. A Nor'Easter has blanketed the, duh, Northeast, cancelling at least 6 baseball games so far. The big deal? Today is the 60th anniversary of Jackie Robinson breaking the color barrier and teams are paying tribute, with some players wearing the now retired (and Answer to The Ultimate Question Of Life, the Universe and Everything) #42.
Uh, not in Boston.... (from the Boston Globe)
On Jackie Robinson Day, Coco Crisp, who was supposed to wear No. 42, was not in Boston's starting lineup. Wily Mo Pena was slated to bat eighth and play center field.
Though, there's still tomorrow:
The Red Sox were awaiting word on whether they were paying tribute to Jackie Robinson tomorrow after festivities were cancelled.
Saturday, April 07, 2007
Hippitus Hoppitus: Holy Week Really Ends Monday
Holy Week is a good week for learning.
I learned, from my roomates, that Fish is not considered meat because of a Papal decree to help out local fishermen.
I learned, from my girlfriend, everything I needed to know about Vatican 2 (and more!)
I learned, from my co-workers, that no matter how hard I try, I will always need to explain what I can and cannot eat for Passover.
I learned, from South Park, about the true nature of the Easter Bunny and the valiant work done by the Hare Club For Men.
Now it's time for you to learn, from me, that Holy Week is actually 9 days long. Traditionally, Holy Week looks like this:
1)Palm Sunday
2)Holy Monday
3)Two-fer Holy Tuesday
4)Holy Wednesday
5)Maundy (Holy) Thursday
6)Good Friday
7)Holy Saturday
8)Easter
BUT, there's a day of equal importance, that doesn't seem to get as much love as it deserves. Of course I'm talking about:
9)Marshmallow Markdown Monday
Starting at Midnight, Peeps, the glorious treat of Easter will be marked down to prices even Pontius Pilate could love. Sure, many of you may be lured by the promise of a creamy Cadbury Egg, but me? I crave nothing of the like. To me, nothing is more glorious then those marshmallow clones, coated in sugar and wrapped in cellophane.
The color? Not important. The shape? Even less so. I've eaten ducks, chicks, bunnies. Hell, if they made human shaped peeps colored in plaid sugar, I'd eat the whole fucking box.
"After Easter Sale" means nothing to be since I don't need to worry about "Pre" or even "During Easter" prices so once those 19 cent boxes of Peeps come knocking I come a calling. You can bet your bottom dollar, I'll be first in line praying at the church of CVS, and you should, too.
So Sunday, we can admire and honor the feat of Jesus rising, but don't forget the next day, as prices fall.
Holy Week is a good week for learning.
I learned, from my roomates, that Fish is not considered meat because of a Papal decree to help out local fishermen.
I learned, from my girlfriend, everything I needed to know about Vatican 2 (and more!)
I learned, from my co-workers, that no matter how hard I try, I will always need to explain what I can and cannot eat for Passover.
I learned, from South Park, about the true nature of the Easter Bunny and the valiant work done by the Hare Club For Men.
Now it's time for you to learn, from me, that Holy Week is actually 9 days long. Traditionally, Holy Week looks like this:
1)Palm Sunday
2)Holy Monday
3)
4)Holy Wednesday
5)Maundy (Holy) Thursday
6)Good Friday
7)Holy Saturday
8)Easter
BUT, there's a day of equal importance, that doesn't seem to get as much love as it deserves. Of course I'm talking about:
9)Marshmallow Markdown Monday
Starting at Midnight, Peeps, the glorious treat of Easter will be marked down to prices even Pontius Pilate could love. Sure, many of you may be lured by the promise of a creamy Cadbury Egg, but me? I crave nothing of the like. To me, nothing is more glorious then those marshmallow clones, coated in sugar and wrapped in cellophane.
The color? Not important. The shape? Even less so. I've eaten ducks, chicks, bunnies. Hell, if they made human shaped peeps colored in plaid sugar, I'd eat the whole fucking box.
"After Easter Sale" means nothing to be since I don't need to worry about "Pre" or even "During Easter" prices so once those 19 cent boxes of Peeps come knocking I come a calling. You can bet your bottom dollar, I'll be first in line praying at the church of CVS, and you should, too.
So Sunday, we can admire and honor the feat of Jesus rising, but don't forget the next day, as prices fall.
Monday, April 02, 2007
My New Favorite Three People Ever
Three is a magical number. In fact, as Shannon Hoon once said, "It's love's magic number. Yah it is."(Then he bought an 8-ball and died [if it were an 3-ball, we'd all be contemplating Blind Melon's reunion concert.])
Think about it; The Holy Trinity, the Roman Triumverate, Lambda Lambda Lambda, The Mighty Ducks 1 2 & 3 the list is endless, but now I've discovered the only addition that matters.
Dice, Blaze and Fury (OR: Turbo, Sonic and Fury). As one, they may sound like Sega Genesis castoffs, and look like Hiliters in tube socks, but together, they form like a Wade Robson-esque Voltron and become 1, 2, 3 Party!
They're taking the streets (and prison cells) of Boston by storm, dancing like someone who will not put up with Baby being put in a corner and just trying to put a smile on the face of us snobby Bostonians. Check it out.
Consider this my public plea to join.
1,2,3,4 Party doesnt sound half bad, right?
Three is a magical number. In fact, as Shannon Hoon once said, "It's love's magic number. Yah it is."(Then he bought an 8-ball and died [if it were an 3-ball, we'd all be contemplating Blind Melon's reunion concert.])
Think about it; The Holy Trinity, the Roman Triumverate, Lambda Lambda Lambda, The Mighty Ducks 1 2 & 3 the list is endless, but now I've discovered the only addition that matters.
Dice, Blaze and Fury (OR: Turbo, Sonic and Fury). As one, they may sound like Sega Genesis castoffs, and look like Hiliters in tube socks, but together, they form like a Wade Robson-esque Voltron and become 1, 2, 3 Party!
They're taking the streets (and prison cells) of Boston by storm, dancing like someone who will not put up with Baby being put in a corner and just trying to put a smile on the face of us snobby Bostonians. Check it out.
Consider this my public plea to join.
1,2,3,4 Party doesnt sound half bad, right?
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