The poor oxford comma gets the shaft at my place of employ and it makes me sad. The long take is the Oxford comma of the film vernacular.

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I wasn’t too keen on A Weekend in the City, and from the sound of Bloc Party’s new single “Mercury”, streaming on the band’s official site, I’m not really itching to keep listening this time around either. I’m all for bands shifting and branching out and evolving, but Bloc Party seems to have lost the […]

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YouTube finally has some more Unrest(!), including this video for the band’s single “Make Out Club” off its 1993 record Perfect Teeth. I still have my Perfect Teeth promotional toothbrush and slightly less appropriate Perfect Teeth plastic hair comb like the kind you got on picture day in the fourth grade. This is probably an […]

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Gawker’s Hamilton Nolan correctly calls for a moratorium on the term “indie”, especially when applied to musicians who willfully seek out any possible cross-market corporate tie-in in order to sustain so-called “independence.” Or as Nolan succinctly states: …to sell a single freaking song in today’s environment, musicians must rush around bootlicking every monster corporation of […]

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Shudder to Think vocalist Craig Wedren recently told Billboard that he and guitarist Nathan Larson have put aside all of the “venom and puss” that would preclude a reunion so as to move forward with playing together again. I’m not sure what sort of concoction venom and puss is exactly, but it sounds unpleasant. Nevertheless, […]

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Lily Allen is one party with Pete Doherty away from Amy Winehouse-ing her career. Since the success of her debut, Alright, Sill, Allen has made herself more than available for tabloid fodder. Mosty drunken shenanigans. Nothing too crazy. Luckily for her, Amy Winehouse’s spiral stairs are waaaay steeper, so Allen’s hijinks have mostly been forgettable. […]

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This is completely awesome. Taking cues from Robert Palmer’s notoriously expressionless mannequins (and, perhaps, the “prize-winning” lamp from A Christmas Story), Chromeo does the late Palmer one up by foregoing expressions altogether, as a dozen pair of illuminated legs dance subtly in the background. While Chromeo unleashes its nerdy white boy synth funk, these torso-less […]

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