Links From The Girl Who Sits Behind Me, Birthday Edition

She also made me cupcakes.

Gorillaz - "Doncmatic (All Played Out)" ft. Daley [Friday Jams]

Somewhere between releasing a new album and embarking on a world tour, Gorillaz found time to record this new track just in time for their gig at Madison Square Garden tonight, and more importantly for your Schiff Happens Friday Jams. Yours truly will be one of the lucky ones in attendance tonight, and this tune has me that much more excited. I was immediately drawn to Gorillaz when I first caught a glimpse of the incredible visuals that they fuse with their musicianship and have been pumped to see them live since before it was even a possibility. The closest I ever came was when I was living in London back in 2005 and I saw a flier for a sold out festival-type ticket featuring Gorillaz as the headliner pasted to the wall in some sketchy neighborhood as I made my way home from a night of drunken shenanigans at the roller disco. So yeah, despite my seat location in the 300s, I'll be considerably closer to the action tonight. HYPE and video via Hidden Track (emphasis mine):

The Live on Letterman webcast series rolled on last night with a not quite an hour set from Gorillaz. Gorillaz’s front man Damon Albarn clearly enjoyed the setting as he hammed it up throughout and expressed his excitement for tonight’s Madison Square Garden gig multiple times.

Guests on the webcast included Miho Hatori, Paul Simonon and Mick Jones of The Clash, De La Soul, a string quartet and Bootie Brown as the band played a total of nine songs including the suave Superfast Jellyfish, a gorgeous On Melancholy Hill and a Clint Eastwood closer that turned into a party when Albarn invited half the crowd on stage with him.

 

Finally, check out the new jam, "Doncmatic (All Played Out)" below. It's apparently "inspired by The Donca Matic - the groundbreaking Japanese-designed drum machine which started the Korg Musical Instrument Company in 1963." Okay then. Watch below or download here.

SO ready for tonight.

Links From The Girl Who Sits Behind Me

I have been at my current job for more than six months now, which means that I've had enough time to settle into a fairly standard routine. According to my best estimation, my typical workday is spent as follows:

• 4.5 hours conceptualizing technological innovation enabling me to reach through computer and shake my clients.
• 2 hours trolling the interwebz for bootleg mp3s and LOLing at kittens.
• 1 hour lunching.
• 47 minutes actual work.*

The rest of my day is split between bathroom breaks, visits to the work pantry, "organizing my to-do list," and clicking on instant message links from The Girl Who Sits Behind Me. She finds some pretty good stuff every now and then, and since I see no reason why I should be the only one to enjoy it, I'm going to start posting everything she sends me right here in this spot, 100% free of time-consuming context. I'll do this around the same time at the end of each day, or week, or month, or until I find something better to do with my time than blog for nobody in particular.

So thanks for inspiring a new feature, Girl Who Sits Behind Me. Please to enoy today's crapload!

  

 

*To the boss, if you're reading this, of course I am kidding. Sort of. No, really.

Happy Bruceday!

The Boss is 61 today, and I can only hope that someone saw fit to give him a gift as beautiful as the one he gave to that lucky photographer and couple whose engagement shoot he photobombed earlier this week (Stories like this remind us once again that Bruce is the coolest, and the Jersey Shore is magical). I have no idea what you get for the man who has everything, but my Springsteen birthday wish would probably be that someone give him that beard and hat back. I'll be sure to buy him a cone if I spot him out at Jersey Freeze tonight. At the very least, can we finally get this guy a fuckin' elevator? He's fuckin' sixty(-one)!

I guess all I can say is, "Here's to you, Boss Man." I'd wish you another 61 years, but we all know that wouldn't matter, because legends never die. So in the spirit of gift-giving, thanks for giving me the greatest gift of all at Bonnaroo last year. (You know there's no way I could pass up a chance to post this video again).

At The Moment...

Spent the weekend atoning, so I have a clean slate to once again enjoy guilty pleasures like this:



Getting more and more excited for this:



And blogging simply so as not to forget about this (embiggen/buy):

Friday Jams: Cee-Lo Green, "Fuck You"

Happy Friday, everyone. Sing it out.

Calvin & Hobbes Search Engine is a Treasure Trove of Awesome

The Calvin & Hobbes Search Engine is one of those things that you never really considered needing, but once you know it exists you immediately wonder how your life ever felt complete without it. I also like to call it by its other name, "The Greatest Use of Search Technology in the History of Ever." To get you started, I recommend searching "explore," "spaceman," and "booger."

And now, because this is one of the truly great gifts the internet has ever given us, here is every Calvin & Hobbes strip that ran on my birthday. Please to enjoy.

1986

1987

1988

1989
1990
1991

1992
1993

1994

1995

Wherein Kenny Powers Punts A Guy's Head [You're Fuckin' Out!]

Like everyone else, I was overjoyed last Thursday when, after all the long months of waiting, Jersey Shore finally came back.

Okay, so calling the premiere of Season 2 a bit of a letdown would be a juiced up understatement. I still think it can be good, but it's apparent already that it might not ever again be great. That said, "I feel like a Pilgrim from the friggin' '20s washing shit right now!" isn't a bad one-liner from Snooks. Here's hoping it picks up.

Meanwhile, lost in the fist-pumping shuffle (oh shit, I think I just accidentally coined a new line dance), was the impending return of another Schiff Happens favorite, a man who never disappoints because he's better than fucking everyone. That's right - on September 26, Kenny Powers is fucking IN. And he's got a brand new endorsement deal.

Kenny Powers Gets Signed By K-Swiss - watch more funny videos

Our Long National Nightmare is Over, Jersey Shore is Back

Tonight, that empty space you've felt in your heart since January will once again be filled with creepin, gorillas, grenades, and of course, the business. Tonight, we beat up the beat. Tonight, tits are comin' out. Tonight - God bless me, it's fuckin summah - Jersey Shore returns for Season Two!

My fellow GTL-iens... REJOICE!


In case you forgot (although how could you have?), I've pasted your Official Jersey Shore Drinking Game rules below. I can only assume that we'll have to make some updates to the rules once we have a better sense of the Season 2 dynamic. As always, suggestions welcome. Blend up some RonRon juice and enjoy.

I'm so glad it's back.

The Jersey Shore Drinking Game, Official Rules:

1. The names of all the housemates are put into a hat and each person draws one. If you're drinking with more than 6 people, just put the names back and draw again until everyone has their housemate. When your guido talks to the camera, take a drink.

2. If anyone actually calls Snooki "Snooki," finish your drink.

3. If they call her anything else - Snook, Shnooks, Snickers, Shnicks, Snicky-Snicky-Shnoiks, Shnookumspookums - it's a social.

4. If the housemates all sit down for family dinner, everybody does a toast and takes a healthy chug. Except for whoever has Sammi Sweetheart - she's excluded from chicken cutlet night. She also has to refill the cup of whoever has The Situation... that ungrateful Flintstone big toe havin' bitch.

5. When they fist pump, we fist pump. Any fist pumping battle scene starts a waterfall. Everyone drinks while fist pumping and doesn't stop doing either until there's no more fist pumping happening on screen.

6. And of course, no Jersey Shore drinking game would be complete without this BASEketball-inspired rule: Do a shot every time a fight breaks out!

Gogol Bordello likes very much the kissing

Gogol Bordello are touring the world with Primus in support of their fifth album (and major label debut), Transcontinental Hustle, and I have never been so excited to attend a gypsy punk freakout rock show. Watch the awesomely trippy video for Pala Tute and feel your mustache growing by the second.



Carnival is comin'
All guitars are strummin'
And says old hitano "Boy, forget about the bling
Here is a guitarra
For you little chavo
If you slave to kissing,You gotta play this thing"

Primus / Gogol Bordello
The Williamsburg Waterfront, Brooklyn, NY

Fri, Jul 30, 2010 05:30 PM