All my fellow media-crit-and-theoryers are doing it, so I figure I might as well post my hilariously bull-tastic thesis statement. Basically, the assignment is to pick an album cover, movie poster, or print ad, read its assorted cultural codes, and try to pass it off as a retelling of a classical myth. Here's what I've got ( Read more... )

The good news:

The Demons of Stupidity have a gig coming up on April 2nd.

The news that is not only better than the first news, but better than any news you have ever heard in your life:

We will be closing for Bruce Campbell.

You read that right. Motherfucking Evil-Dead-Army-of-Darkness-Bubba-Ho-Tep asskicking Bruce Campbell ( Read more... )

Goin' home for spring break tomorrow. I'm looking forward to it; been a long week, between midterms and the whole Hankin thing, and it'll be good to see my parents. Course, on Thursday I have to go to Long Island for this Film 2 shoot, and stay there 'til Saturday night. But a break's a break, and I intend on making the most of it ( Read more... )

So, I'm pretty sure the Oscars are tonight. I could do another rant-post, like I did for the Grammies, but honestly, I'm just not feeling motivated to do it. Pull up that post, search and replace "Grammy" with "Oscar" and "music" with "movies," and there you go. I can't even do the play by play with my favorites, because (aside from Charlie Kaufman ( Read more... )

I've got a burning question, for those of you who regularly (read: ever) go to clothing stores. I realize there is no tactful way of asking this question, so I'll just put it out there:

Have mannequins always had protruding nipples? I don't recall having ever seen this phenomenon before, and now they're on every store window on Boylston Street ( Read more... )

Tomorrow, Unnatural Axe, Nervous Eaters, and Willie "Loco" Alexander & the Boom Boom Band are playing the Middle East. For those of you not obsessed with 1970s Boston punk (read: all of you except Andy), this means nothing. To geeks like me, however, it's friggin' awesome.If you're unfamiliar with these bands, do whatever it takes to hear "They ( Read more... )

The weather forecast for Boston.

This worries me. Not because it's getting colder after a few days of nice weather. Because, apparently, the sun will not come out on Sunday.

... You will now.

Happy Valentine's Day.

Quaint, my ass. Our grandparents' generation was FUCKED UP.

Seriously.

My roommate seems to have fallen asleep watching MTV's coverage of the Grammys. Like the nerd I am, I am busy scowling at the screen while drowning out the audio with Devo. MTV's coverage is even more deadening than the ceremony itself; they seem to be doing the "red carpet" thing, with assorted VJs (or their evolutionary descendents) cornering ( Read more... )

Holy. Shit.

I'd like to apologize in advance if this entry winds up a tad incoherent. There is a reason. And that reason is because, last night, I pulled a seven hour radio shift.

And it wasn't even on my college's station.I'll explain what little is explicable. For those of you who don't know, I'm the quasi-official cohost on Andy's show on the ( Read more... )