Fair is fair: Democrats are hypocrites, too. -
John Edwards on Bill Clinton in 1999:
“I think this President has shown a remarkable disrespect for his office, for the moral dimensions of leadership, for his friends, for his wife, for his precious daughter. It is breathtaking to me the level to which that disrespect has risen.”
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A Brief Oral History of Black Metal.
Blaash from Bahimiron offers but one suggestion: “Do not answer your door in your underwear — it’s easy to get stabbed, it seems.”
He’s sold a lot of records on his own, but let’s face it: Nas isn’t exactly 50 Cent in the sales department. Lucky for him, then, that he wrote Will Smith’s “Getting Jiggy With It” — uncredited, of course — which pretty much means he’ll never have to work another day in his life. (That album has sold 10 million.)
Related: Mase and Jadakiss wrote “Mo Money Mo Problems”? And Jay-Z wrote “Still D.R.E.”? Like, whoa.
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2008-8-3) -
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Of all the new Santogold music flooding the Internet, only one song stands out as above and beyond anything you’ve ever heard her sing — and that’s this totally faithful cover of the Bad Brains’ “Right Brigade.” Of course, it’s not that much of a stretch: Daryl Jenifer produced two albums for Stiffed — the totally OK punk/ska band she shared with McRad/Underdog guitarist Chuck Treece in 2005.
In 2002, Keith became a millionaire many times over with the release of “Courtesy of the Red, White, and Blue (The Angry American.” (Sample lyric: “We’ll put a boot in your ass / It’s the American way.”) Now he’s back with a song called “Beer For My Horses” to expand upon his patriotism:
Grandpappy told my pappy back in my day, son
A man had to answer for the wicked that he’d done
Take all the rope in Texas
Find a tall oak tree, round up all of them bad boys
Hang them high in the street
For all the people to see
It reminded me of a band called The Klansmen, featuring Skrewdriver’s Ian Stuart. Stuart, a British white supremacist, made a handful of fairly awful rockabilly albums in the early ’90s under the pseudonym “Jeb Stuart” — the first of which he called Fetch The Rope. From the title track:
Them good old boys they kept their trust despite the rising crime
Clean white robes, good strong ropes, they’re just doing fine
Law and order really died, the Klansmen didn’t flinch
If somebody broke the law he was likely to get lynched
I said, don’t give up hope
Fetch that rope
Which is kind of the same thing. (In fact, I feel dirty having to point it out.) But that’s not all: In a bizarre twist, Keith is stumping for Barack Obama.
Pitchfork is stupid, says Amazon.com.
As a recent author myself, I’d venture to say that these user-submitted tags for Pitchfork’s forthcoming 500 Greatest Songs book on Amazon are probably more valuable than a review in Publishers Weekly.
What $15 of macaroni and cheese tastes like. - I’ve never been to Balthazar — which is a restaurant of fine distinction, of course — but that doesn’t mean I’m afraid to spend more than $20 on a plate of macaroni and cheese. (In case you’re wondering, most have been worth it.) Slog posted the recipe for Balthazar’s Macaroni Gratin, and — bacon excluded — it feels like a winner. The common denominator in a flawless mac? Fewer ingredients, higher quality. Trust.
Days With My Father.
I know that some days it might seem like I’m just a big crybaby, but this website — a collection of photos and vignettes from the soft-hearted son of an aging father — made me weep. Spurned by feeling the depth of his love for the man, mind you, but tears nonetheless. It was totally worth it. (via)
Exactly one year ago, Vaughan Thomas was working as a subway conductor in the London Underground when a young man calmy stepped in front of his train — far away enough for Thomas to look him in the eye, but close enough so that there was no way he could stop the train.
I told the passengers there would be a delay in opening the doors due to an “incident”, and was calling the line controller for assistance when I heard a tap on my cab door. A smart man inquired, “Do you know there’s a person under your train?” I looked at the blood on the windscreen momentarily before assuring him that, yes, I was aware.
He paused for a heartbeat, looked at his watch and said, “So, how long before we get on the move again?”
One day you’re in, the next day you’re out.
Now I’ve heard everything: Gaahl — the self-proclaimed Satanic vocalist for Gorgoroth and convicted blood-drinker — has teamed up with modeling agent Dan DeVero to design a Norwegian clothing collection for women. “I have always been preoccupied with aesthetics and what is beautiful,” says Gaahl, the songwriter behind pretty ballads like “Procreating Satan,” “Incipit Satan,” and “Forces of Satan Storms.” “This collection will bring out the elegant and the feminine in women.”