Sunday, February 26, 2006

I don't care what you say anymore, this is my life.

Go ahead with your own life, leave me alone.


Tuesday, February 21, 2006

Now what do I do with them all?

1000 copies of Reflux #4.

Available cheap.


Thursday, February 16, 2006

The dorkiest thing I bought this week.

Limited Edition Batman Chuck Taylors designed by Jim Lee.


Monday, February 13, 2006

My new sweatshirt.

Thursday, February 09, 2006

Miles and I are dropping a rap album.

Monday, February 06, 2006

Super Bowl Halftime Shows Should Suck On Purpose.

When I got to work today, we talked about what people usually talk about the day after the Super Bowl: the halftime show. While it was universally panned at work, I was shocked that my co-workers believed that Super Bowl halftime shows shouldn't suck.

They couldn't be more wrong.

The other night's halftime show sucked for many reasons. First, it featured THE ROLLING STONES. That's suck right there. Now, I'm not bashing the Stones in general. I'm just bashing the Stones of the last 20 years. The only thing they've provided us with since 1985 is the inspiration for a character in a Jerry Bruckheimer movie. Also, I refuse to believe that any man who did this is still relevant:

On the other hand Mick, maybe you should forget about the Motor City.

When it came to the actual halftime performance, the Stones stumbled through "Start Me Up", which is incredibly long, and repetitive. Also, I never knew this before, but there are actually no words to that songs, just miscellaneous sounds and noises Mick Jagger makes to the beat of the song.

This was followed by something nobody has ever heard. I'm still not sure what this song was, and I'm not sure Charlie Watts knew either, since he probably couldn't have heard much from inside his Pope-Mobile like box (that's ones for you, Lewis). When it comes to events like these, where you only have 15 minutes to sing 3 songs, no new shit please. Keep it old.

And they topped it all off with "Satisfaction", or at least what appeared to be "Satisfaction".

All in all, I saw more of Mick Jagger's belly button then I ever hoped I would. And Mick's arm flab wouldn't stop waving at me.

My all time favorite Super Bowl Halftime show had no superstars, or memorable musical numbers, it was just in 3-D. That right there, makes it legendary. Other than that, I remember taping the 1991 Super Bowl halftime show, and watching it repeatedly in the weeks that followed. It was a DisneyWorld tribute to sports. It had a bunch of kids in referee outfits dancing to "You Can't Touch This". And who can forget when Michael Jackson teleported across the field?

That is what a halftime show should be.

The Superbowl halftime show should never make any attempt at being an actual concert. It should be a pre-recorded, lip synced, choreographed extravaganza with guys in jetpacks and fireworks, and pop music stars, who 5 years from now we should be wondering "Who the hell was that?", not saying "These guys used to be great." It should be Kelly Clarkson, Clay Aiken, and Ruben Studdard in an All-Star Tribute to American Idol. It should be a train wreck of fantastic proportions, not a place for aging rockstars to be trotted out and sucking the life out of a football game.

And if you are gonna have the Stones, you should at least have Nelly come out in a giant motorized grill and rap "Under My Thumb" with them.