July 7, 2007 is supposed to be the luckiest day this year, so what a great day to have a birthday! Not only was Beatles‘ drummer Ringo Starr born on this date in 1940, but today is also the anniversary of birth for skater Michelle Kwan, classical composer Gustav Mahler and comic Jim Gaffigan. Have a lucky Birthday all you fierce Cancer people out there!
The most patriotic thing you can do on this first official holiday of summer is to go see Michael Moore’s devastatingly spot-on new documentary, Sicko. I saw it last week and just loved it. If you really love America, do make an effort to squeeze in a viewing of Sickobetween the hot dogs and explosions some time today.
Extreme metal band Shadows Fall has been a driving force in aggressive modern rock for so many years, it’s almost startling to realize that the group’s latest offering Threads of Life – the band’s fifth album – is actually its major label debut. When asked if he felt pressure regarding his performance for the album, knowing it would be Shadows’ first for Atlantic Records, drummer Jason Bittner had a very thoughtful response. “I felt that I had to step up my performance, period,” Bittner explains, “because I feel like that with every record. I always want to do something different. Continue reading An Interview with Jason Bittner of Shadows Fall→
Geoffrey and I spent a few hours this afternoon uptown at the Whitney Museum of Contemporary Art blowing our minds at their current exhibit, Summer of Love, which is so amazing it will make your head explode. We were able to get in free with my ID card from work, but it’s totally worth the $15 admission. One of my favorite parts of the exhibit was the Roomful of Mirrors, while Geoffrey couldn’t stop talking about this one installation Phantasy Landscape Visiona II, by Verner Panton, which he repeatedly referred to as “The Vagina Room.” Continue reading Psychedelic Art Exhibit at NYC’s Whitney Museum Gives Me Flashbacks!→
Backstory: It’s not always easy to lure me out of the Chickpad on a weeknight, but just last evening I hopped the M21 bus to Houston and Elizabeth Street to hang out at a listening party for the new album by some band called Motion City Soundtrack — a group of unwashed-looking guys pushing thirty who sing songs about what it’s like to be 15 years old and have “problems.” Aside from the fact that the party was held in a place where you have to make an appointment to custom design your own over-priced Nike sneakers, attendees were promised an “open bar” and snacks, so it really could have been any crappy band and I would have been there, because free food is free food. Continue reading Worst TV Show Ever: Hey Paula→