FCC vs. Fox (CommonLaw Blog)
A straightforward explanation of what recent changes vis-à-vis the FCC's wildly inconsistent "fleeting expletive"
policy mean for the future. Personally, I've grown weary of First Amendment
issues being steered by the potty-mouthed gaffes of c-list celebrities. But this is America, after all—with only one notable exception
in recent memory, we're not really known for putting our best and brightest out there on the front lines of any critical issues.
Pregnant Mom Breakdancing Flashmob (YouTube, via Dan Bodah)
This one's already made the rounds, but since I'm calling the shots around here (and have no delusions of what my editorial impact is), I don't mind being behind the curve once in a while. Besides, who rightfully complains about guilt-free Fatboy Slim tracks this early in the morning? Jokers and lightweights, that's who.
The Next Generation (New York Magazine)
Squeezing the original Star Trek's elderly cast members into futuristic track suits for those last few films was cruel in hindsight, so I guess this Muppet Baby treatment was inevitable. Don't get me wrong, I'm as excited for this as your garden variety cellar-dweller, and David Edelstein's review only makes me more antsy for opening day. Brilliant phraseology alert: The first generation of Trekkers is elderly or gone to that most final
of frontiers, the next generation is up in years, and the most
memorable thing about the generation after that was the Borg with big
breasts whose distaste for sex clubs helped elect Barack Obama. Either
we accept this “reboot” or watch The Wrath of Khan for the thirty-eighth time.
NJ Punk Rock -- Alamogordo (Latest Cool Thing)
I stumbled across this a while ago, forgot about it, then got freaked out when it started showing up randomly in my iTunes rotation. For the punk rock archaeologists in our midst, this tape is alleged to have been cut by a going-nowhere-fast noise combo from Madison, NJ, circa 1986. Having discovered the weirdo music at around the same time, I can confidently state that it's exactly the kind of thing I would've sent away for through an ad in any of the era's hastily-photocopied fanzines. Much of it is unlistenably amateurish, but when they hit their stride, songs like "Academic Genocide" and "Under the Landfill" handily reveal the hazards of a Jersey upbringing on the skids.
LetsGoMets.Tumblr.Com (x818)
Pete takes on the insurmountable task of exposing the art behind the game. Subsequently, his is the only sports blog I find myself re-visiting constantly.
On a fact finding mission about Alamogordo. Madison HS is my alma mater, but this is before my time, so I'm asking some older rock dude types to see if they remember anything!
Posted by: Scott | May 05, 2009 at 02:24 PM
Awesome, thanks Scott! I'm sure the Older Rock Dude Types will be flattered by your query. (Older Rock Dude Types often are.) -Mike
Posted by: r:m:b | May 05, 2009 at 03:22 PM
From my pal, Mike: "My brother was in 24 West, but doesn't remember the band Alamogordo."
Posted by: Scott | May 05, 2009 at 04:31 PM