
This year's obligatory Hallowe'en post comes from Storkboy, my identical twin. I robbed it from an abortive blog he kept years ago that crafts something mystic out of 'we-wuz-in-an-estate-but-wuz-a ware-of-the-country' in a way which I try, but never can. He is a brilliant writer. He is also identifiable as the twin on the right in the photo below. I ate more carrots to make me handsome. Happy Hallowe'en (Or Oíche Samhna as us non-Americans six miles from the place where it was invented sometimes call it)!. [...]

This year's obligatory Hallowe'en post comes from Storkboy, my identical twin. I robbed it from an abortive blog he kept years ago. He is a brilliant writer. He is also identifiable as the twin on the right in the photo below. Happy Hallowe'en! (Or Oiche Samhain as us non-Americans six miles from the place where it was invented sometimes call it). they were dotes growing up It happens every year, and it [...]

Face it, Lou Barlow is the quintessential slacker god. Under his thick, greasy, sloppy brown hair, there's a teenager smiling back, complete with a disheveled mug and a trendy potbelly. Here's a guy that takes life by the second, who probably frets over spilling beer on his 12-year-old, worn out t-shirt than he does about bills or the state of the current economy. Some might scoff at these underwhelming virtues, some might even wince, but some, just some, might find a certain escape in it all. The latter describes the healthy handful of fans that stuffed up Chicago's [...]
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After picking up a pretty Panicsville slab of translucent red vinyl with enough robot-damaged circuit-rock to choke a cyborg, I was converted. I now search for P-ville as I do all life-affirming audio comestibles: with tremendous vigor and urgency. Panicsville's limited-edish split with Rubber Cement firmly affixed its groove onto my brain, and so I must tell you about it. P-ville slap down 8 tracks in their oh-so-short allotted time, and they make the most of it. Songs like "Turn Me On" [...]

In the Book Notes series, authors create and discuss a music playlist that relates in some way to their recently published books. I have been reading Blake Butler's writing for years in Bookslut , the Believer , HTMLGIANT , and his own blog for years, so when I was excited to hear he had a new novel. EVER reads like a prose poem, filled with striking imagery and powerful prose. Brian Evenson wrote of EVER : [...]
Taking cues from Justin Timberlake and the Red Hot Chili Peppers , Morrissey and his band stuck 7" records to their dicks and got someone to take a picture of it. (Insert 7" joke here [insert "insert" joke here].) According to Morrissey-solo , the photo is featured on the inside sleeve of his new single, "I'm Throwing My Arms Around Paris". Really, though: How are those records staying in place? Two-sided tape? Rubber cement? Gum? Maybe [...]

The time of the year has come when idiots like me who think that anyone other than idiots like me care about what songs and albums and whatever are the best of the year. Below is a list of the songs from 2008 that made a deep impression on me. These are the tracks that I went back to again and again for guidance, when I needed help navigating the swampy nothingness. These are the songs that shed light into the cave. I also offer a few brief words about why I dig so hard on each one. And they [...]

Emo kids, fall to your knees and heed the wisdom of the legendary Ian MacKaye. Before I go into MacKaye's Q&A speech on Sunday in Hollywood (he's been touring the West Coast the last several days), recall this: The musician/singer/songwriter/Dis chord Records founder--of Fugazi and Minor Threat fame-- helped sow the seeds of the punk and hardcore scenes that flourish even now. And from which, in turn, sprung the "emotional hardcore" that begat today's emo. MacKaye, a lifelong Washington, D.C. resident, talked about both music (he laments that his early band Teen Idles' demo [...]
Photos by Francis Chung ; Above: Róisín Murphy Róisín Murphy [Mansion; 9:30 p.m.] A costume change is just another well-choreographed dance move for Irish dance-pop chanteuse Róisín Murphy . Making her U.S. solo debut, the former lead singer for trip-hoppy duo Moloko switched fanciful outfits-- a silvery space-knight ensemble, an angelic-shaped furry coat, a crow-like black coat with a hunchback, and, oh yeah, all kinds of great hats-- more times than I could count, often beginning right on [...]
Wow: we're about three-quarters through 2008. And because I am a blogger and enjoy both creating arbitrary segments of time for my own writing purposes and the compilation of shamelessly subjective lists, I have ( yet another ) one of the latter for one of the former. Fun stuff if you follow. My Ten Songs of the Summer Remember that I promised this ? 10. "No Air," Jordin Sparks and Chris Brown [...]
Heute: PD Diddy The Dead Science Throne of Blood (the Jump Off) [Villainaire, Constellation] High Places A Field Guide [High Places, Thrill Jockey] Kimya Dawson And Friends Were All Animals [Alphabutt, K] Original Silence Argument Left Hanging Rubber Cement [The Second Original Silence, Smalltown Supersound] Bird Show Pan Pipe Ensemble And Voice [Untitled, Kranky] Various Production, Emma Pollock Limbs [Versus, Various Production] [...]