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Friday, 28 March 2008 |
I don't like to get into the habit of using BWE to rip on really crappy sports columns; there's simply too many of them out there to ever make a dent in the problem, plus Fire Joe Morgan already performs that charitable function on a regular basis. However, this column by an Atlanta Journal-Constitution writer named Furman Bisher criticizing Major League Baseball for opening the regular season in Japan is, in every way, simply stunning:
Eight springs ago the Mets and Cubs opened the season, not in Cincinnati. Guess where? Tokyo. That Tokyo, the guys who gave us Pearl Harbor. Some people don't like you to bring that up, trade with Japan is so hot. But I've got a long memory. I saw what a few bombs can do to our property.
Not only that, but the Red Sox pitcher is Daisuke Matsuzaka, who didn't grow up in Wampole.
WHHHHHHAAAAHHHUUHHHHHHHHHHHHH????????
Grizzle-O McColumnist objects to opening the baseball season in Japan not just because it breaks from standard tradition, or because the games aired at 6 a.m. Eastern Time, or because there are more spring training games after the regular season opener -- he objects to it because THE JAPANESE F***ING BOMBED PEARL HARBOR.
My mind cannot fathom the totality of this argument's irrelavence. Is there not a statute of limitations on these things? We're really gonna hold a grudge against the nation of Japan forever because of something their two-generational anscestors did while the world was a completely different place? While we're at it, should we stop doing international business with Germany? What about the British, we've gone to war with them a bunch of times in our country's history. And we still have the nerve to speak their f***ing language?
And the slap at Daisuke Matsuzaka?? That's just flat-out racism -- he's literally slamming the guy for not being from "Wampole." Hasn't our national pasttime been proudly welcoming players from all over the world since the sixties? And you're still mad about it? Would you encourage throwing at Roberto Clemente's head if he were still playing today?
It's not like this crap was posted on Creed's Blog -- this is an actual, professional newspaper printing this stuff, presumably with editors and everything, and not one person thought to say "um... I don't think this piece about still being mad over World War II belongs on this sports page"?
No reason to spend more time complaining about this (or to point out that professional baseball in Japan dates back to 1878, or that American players have been helping to grow the game there since 1913), I think the article mostly speaks for itself. Maybe later today I'll write about all these godless Pinkos who weren't born in Saskatoon being allowed to infiltrate the NHL. Con Sarnit. |
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Thursday, 27 March 2008 |
Head's up, parents! If you're one of those long-suffering people who've wished your daughter could have some sweet ink on her lower back just like mommy does, but have reservations about the ethics involved with giving your grade-schooler a permanent tat, FEAR NOT, for some genius sticker-maker has given you a new option: Lower Back Tattoo Stickers. Yes, now your adorable little ten year-old can finally have the kind of tramp stamp that tells boys on the playground that she might just give them an HJ under the monkey bars if they play their cards right. And best of all, it's been made conveniently available by the good people at Toys 'R Us, who have strategically placed this hot new line of child-ruining accessories in the vending machines by the door, so right between the Hannah Montana and Minnie Mouse stickers, your kid can find the fake "Do Me Harder" lower back tattoo she's always wanted!

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Thursday, 27 March 2008 |
Yesterday, Dr. Pepper announced that they would give everyone in America (besides defectors Slash and Buckethead) a free can of their deliciously undefinable soft drink if Axl Rose finally releases the long-not-really-anticipated Chinese Democracy album this year. The company's completely out-of-nowhere press release even included humorous, "are they being sarcastic?" phrases like:
"We know once it's released, people will refer to it as 'Dr Pepper for the ears' because it will be such a refreshing blend of rich, bold sounds - an instant classic."
Today, I was expecting to read a follow-up headline somewhere along the lines of "Axl Rose Shoves Dr. Pepper Executive At Random Benefit He Had No Business Being At," but instead, Axl, who's looking more like a fat Alexi Lalas every day, responded with this official statement from his presumably always-updated website:
We are surprised and very happy to have the support of Dr Pepper with our album "Chinese Democracy," as for us, this came totally out of the blue. If there is any involvement with this promotion by our record company or others, we are unaware of such at this time. And as some of Buckethead's performances are on our album, I'll share my Dr Pepper with him.
Axl Rose
This is shaping up as one of the most amusing "wait, what?" stories of '08 so far, if not for the complete lack of association between a second-tier soft drink and an album that's been in a constant state of incompleteness for fifteen-plus years, then for Axl Rose's sudden congenial professionalism.
Next week, John Lydon thanks RC Cola for their support of the long-awaited Sex Pistols follow-up album, while Sierra Mist attempts to coax Jeff Mangum out of estrangement.
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Thursday, 27 March 2008 |
I realize that when I watch "The View," I'm going to be subjected to occassional female problems, including, but not limited to, the co-hosts experiencing hot flashes while on the air. But when Whoopi Goldberg then tells a story about how often her sweaty underwear ends up sticking to her body, well, that's not anything that anyone needs to hear, ever, and especially not at 11:17 in the morning.
The word "sh*t" is relegated to basic cable shows airing after 10 pm, but sweaty Whoopi hot flash discussion is completely acceptable at any time of day? How is that just?
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Thursday, 27 March 2008 |
From JOSSIP -- It's nice to see society at a place where paparazzi houses can openly wish for young starlets to jump on the crazy train to rehab city. X17 is obviously the gang requesting upon some stars. Check out these outlandish comments, after the jump!
It'll Be Good for X17's Brandy Navarre if Miley Cyrus Becomes a Cokewhore
Yesterday’s New York University panel about celebrity gossip and its players, sponsored by The Atlantic magazine and aptly titled “The Britney Show,” brought together heavyweights like Page Six’s Richard Johnson, Star’s Bonnie Fuller, and X17’s Brandy and François Navarre, who were kind enough to leave their six million dollar Pacific Palisades home to hang in the city.
Johnson shot himself in the foot when he called celebrity blogs “parasites,” accusing them of not “generat[ing] their own news stories,” which is amusing since Page Six wouldn’t get through the day without lifting items from many of these bottom-feeding blogs, and the brand’s own effort at competing with them failed after just three months.
And the always quotable Brandy Navarre, who is building a cache of Miley Cyrus photos in the hopes she becomes the next trainwreck poptart, admits her agency is “trying to get the shots before they go into rehab.”
And that’s when her God complex shines through: “Mr. Navarre suggested that a pack of paparazzi may have been able to prevent John Lennon’s murder in 1980; Ms. Navarre said photos of partying starlets have sometimes spurred their families to get professional help,” reports AdAge.
And the little matter of X17’s own photogs allegedly brutally assaulting individuals to within an inch of their life? Well, so long as they’re not celebrities, preventing their murders isn’t really the Navarres’ concern. |
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Thursday, 27 March 2008 |
Brace yourselves, music lovers: Three of history's best bands are uniting this summer for the kind of line-up that makes you want to strap synthesizers onto your arms and paraglide over a volcano hole. Because Journey, Heart and Cheap Trick will be spanning the country together for almost three straight months, in what can only be described as "The Perfect Line-Up".
But before you schedule your mullet tune-up appointment, we must point out the heartbreaking news: Journey, a band we love so, so hard thanks to hits like "Don't Stop Believin'" and "Open Arms", will not be complete. Because lead singer Steve Perry will not be reuniting with the band for the tour. Instead, those attending this summer line-up will be presented with the vocal stylings of Arnel Pineda, a Filipino vocalist who was (wait for it) discovered on Youtube.
Now, we were all set to take a huge, angry blogdump all over this new guy, this "fake Steve Perry", arguing that a Journey Concert without Steve Perry is like going to a church that used to be an IHOP. Until we actually saw and heard the videos of Arnel singing!! He seriously sounds exactly like Steve Perry. Sure, Arnel may look sorta (exactly) like American Idol cast-off Danny Noriega... but maybe that's a good thing? Especially considering Steve Perry was once quoted as saying he "never really felt like part of the band."
Watch this New Fake Steve Perry Arnel Pineda sing some tunes after the jump, and then help us decide whether or not to buy tickets to this show. Let's not forget Heart is also performing. They basically provided the soundtrack to the coming of age movie that was my late teens.
So -- worth it? Watch the videos after the cut and judge away.
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Thursday, 27 March 2008 |
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True story: me and current UFC Champion Quinton "Rampage" Jackson both grew up in Memphis, Tennessee, and wrestled against each other in high school. I swear to god I beat him early in his wrestling career, though he doesn't seem to remember this. But this week, Rampage and I met at the Fighthouse Gym here in New York, and finally had our rematch. Let's just say that, physically, the years since high school have probably been a bit better to him. Please enjoy the very real video below, in which Rampage nearly kills me. Though I Never Back Down. The Ultimate Fighter premieres on April 2nd at 10pm on Spike.
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Thursday, 27 March 2008 |
Dear Trailer-Makers,
I just want you to know that literally everything about the trailer for My Sassy Girl appeals to me. From the generic spiky-haired lovelorn guy to his overweight comic relief sidekick friend to Elisha Cuthbert's adorable attempt at playing "cute crazy" to the ingenious title My Sassy Girl, I just want to see this movie a million times right now. Remember guys - but sometimes, love is worth it.
Best trailer in the world, after the jump!
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Thursday, 27 March 2008 |
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From STEREOGUM -- Uber-indie singer/songwriter, Juliana Hatfield is all heated. Is it because A. The Hills exists, C. the show is quite fake, or C. she knows too much about it. Listen to her rant and then some, after the jump!
Juliana Hatfield Rants Against The Hills

Some Girl/Blake Baby/Stereogum fave Juliana Hatfield gave Alternative Nation some albums that helped with high school, and has been playing the pay-what-you-want download game long before Radiohead championed it. Last year she released Frank Smith's album on her own Ye Olde Records, but now she's busy wrapping up another solo album ... and checking in with her old MTV haunting grounds, where reality TV rules. On MySpace, she's written an inspired diatribe about LC, Heidi, Spencer, and the gang.
You know what would be radical? Subversive? Brave? If LC went a whole day and night of her life without makeup.
Judging by what I see all over the place -- countrywide -- young women seem to want to look like Heidi Montag. (By the way, I hate the fact that I know Heidi Montag's name; that I know who she is; that she takes up any space at all in my consciousness. And the fact that I actually enjoy watching The Hills proves that television -- and cable tv in particular -- has ruined my brain.
The Hills is part of the reason television is ruining our country, she says.
Juliana's discussion about her own shame and embarrassment over selling herself/wanting to seem cool/needing an audience is sort of fascinating, if not new territory for her. Read the whole thing here. Fans will enjoy her discussion of the minutiae of the song "You Are The Camera," which she's streaming for the occasion. As for Lauren and Heidi's cushy "jobs"...
The companies who hired the girls (Teen Vogue and whatever that p.r. company is called) knew they would be getting tons of precious, lucrative exposure and publicity by being regular presences -- characters -- on the tv show, and so that is why they hired the Hills girls.
Well, actually, Juliana -- Heidi doesn't work at Bolthouse. That part's totally fake. Also made up? This scene from Monday's episode in which Whitney calls a designer to (lie and) say that she and Lauren "discovered" a stain on a dress Lauren stained herself. Listen to the fake audio that's blatantly been inserted during post-production...
Juliana Hatfield's new album How To Walk Away, produced by Ivy's Andy Chase, is out 6/10 on Ye Olde. Guess we shouldn't expect a low budg beachside video. |
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Thursday, 27 March 2008 |
You gotta hand it to England (the country, as a whole): While most Americans are waiting out this incredibly slow news month for the next big gossip scandal to hit the wires, the English are still batting 1000 when it comes to nailing the big stories. Like this one for example, from the UK Sun, where some guy named DJ Chris Evans took magic mushrooms at a Meatloaf concert, and thought he was riding a giant Rock N' Roll Crab:
MOTORMOUTH DJ CHRIS EVANS has told how he took magic mushrooms - and thought he was riding on a giant CRAB.
The boozy Radio 2 presenter bragged on his BBC blog about using the Class A drug - and yesterday police said they could investigate.
Party-loving Evans, 41, experienced the bizarre "trip" during a gig at London's Albert Hall. Recalling how he shot live footage on his phone, he said: "It was a Meat Loaf concert, two days before which I'd had rather more magic mushrooms than maybe I should have.
"I thought I was chronicling the Albert Hall moving sideways on the back of a giant rock and roll crab - something I didn't think the world should miss."
While I have absolutely idea who DJ Chris Evans is (apparently he was married to British actress Billie Piper? And hosted a big morning show? Still no.), the Sun's photoshop job of him riding a GIANT ELTON JOHN CRAB who is holding a JOINT and MICROPHONE above is a convincing enough argument to prove that DJ Evans is an absolute pleasure to hang out with.
And if anyone saw last night's South Park, you'll understand how oddly topical this post is. |
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