“See, I used to walk to the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston and I used to go the room where they would keep the paintings by Cezanne, see. Not ‘cause I understood anything about the paintings of Cezanne, but that’s where all the BU girls hung out—BU, Boston University. They had big suede boots and the cigarettes and the long hair and the brown suede jacket and oh, I was very impressed. So I just hung around there and I figured boy, if I had a girlfriend, I could understand these paintings.”—
I was still a BU girl when I came upon this. It made me a little squealy.
I’m re-reading “Play”, NYLON magazine’s book about music, and there are so many female artists that I’ve always heard of, but never took the time to investigate, but really, really want to right now- X-Ray Specs, The Go-Gos, Belly, Throwing Muses, early Bjork, even Hole for pete’s sake.
Seth: Can you tell me what magazine this is? “State Of Rock: 40 reasons to get excited about music, starring: The Black Eyed Peas.” Maura: Oh, Rolling Stone. Seth: At first I thought it was the cover of Why Don’t You Commit Suicide? Weekly, but upon closer inspection, you’re correct.
“Cheap nostalgia is bad enough, but what really irritates me about the song is its chant of “I like pop, I like soul, I like rock, but I never liked the disco!” Is there anything more tired than reactionary anti-disco sentiments 20 years after the fact? In conclusion, fuck you, Art Alexakis. Disco never liked you either. “A.M. Radio” sounds extra-smug coming at the end of a compilation that mindlessly, randomly celebrates the sum of pop music, not just the kinds considered cool by that asshole from Everclear.”—Another gem from Nathan Rabin’s THEN That’s What They Called Music! @ The A.V. Club
“The customer, David Madruga, a Park Slope resident, said he likes Bark because of its artisanal atmosphere. So will he tune into the Cooking Channel? Pretty unlikely, he said. “I don’t even have a TV.”—
This Madonna episode: One of my least favorites, I think. PROS: Jonathan Groff being sleazy (he’s always struck me as an optimistically earnest sort; I didn’t know he could do pompous/douchey so well), “Like a Prayer.” CONS: The squicky “Like a Virgin” number, the shoe-horning in of the theme. Is every week going to be “Mr. Schuester gives the kids an assignment to come up with an X type of song and/or artist?” That’s lazy, and I do think that the show is better than that.
I wish Team Glee would let Jenna Ushkowitz and Mark Salling sing more. They both have great voices. Same for Chris Colfer. Lea’s got a lovely voice and all, but spread the songs around, guys!
I bet someone used that header for an article about Jamie Oliver’s school improvement efforts. I’m sorry I had to stoop so low.
I’m watching “Food Revolution,” horrified by pizza for breakfast and neon pink milk, etc., etc., but the thing that really gets me- I cannot remember what I ate for lunch during the last two years of high school. It’s as if that time period has been totally wiped from my mind. I switched high schools after 10th grade, and went from private to public, and a more traditional menu. I *think* I ate sandwiches a lot. I remember the food always looked horrible and wan, except for these terrible breakfast sandwiches that they put out in the morning. Fatty couldn’t resist, of course. The vending machines were locked until 3pm, but they had no problem serving horribly fattening breakfast sandwiches. I find it hard to believe that I ate sandwiches for 2 years straight, but maybe I did? Maybe there was pasta?
For Bejar’s random lyrics, always (“endangered ape?”). One of my favorite songs of theirs. Still want to see him (them?) live at some point, 80% to see the band (again, now that I appreciate him/them more), 20% so I can get a DESTROYER shirt.