Fleshy encourages us to view the Vader Sessions and a VERY NSFW deleted scene from Knocked Up.
Marty has news of an alernative to the NFL. He is probably already working on the fantasy version of this.
And the Sizzler shares a "classic" 70's cop show opening credits video.
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Posted by Pete Best at 1:55 PM
Interesting article in the Times about the Sarkozy family. I love the fact that the French don't give a fuck about the same type of "scandals" that would ruin a politician's career here.
No offense to the French, but I think Jackie still keeps the "hottie" title.
Thanks, New York Times and Mental Floss.
Posted by Pete Best at 6:58 AM
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
At a shocking press conference on Friday morning, actor and prankster Ashton Kutcher informed a stunned press gathering that the Bush administration has been a high-spirited prank orchestrated by the actor himself. "The past seven years, man . . . what can I say? You guys have all been punk'd."
Read the full release here.
Thanks, Izzle pfaff!
Posted by Crustodio at 3:27 PM
Posted by Pete Best at 2:54 PM
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Priceless tidbit from The Slog:
"I work in a restaurant here in Seattle called The Fisherman’s. No big deal when Bjork shows up Friday with her cute little mini-Bjork daughter and asked for “pork on a stick.” I could dig that, like a corndog with no corn part. No, a pork chop on a stick. WTF? We grilled said pork chop (a sweet 12oz porterhouse), cut it into pieces, and presented it skewered by those colored frill picks. It was the most Bjorky pork, totally inedible looking. She loved it I guess, because guess who came back just before heading to the Gorge on Saturday for another? We now call it the Bjork Chop."
Posted by Crustodio at 11:19 AM
Monday, May 28, 2007
Sure, I could mention his Tony Awards, all the times he was on The Tonight Show, or even his stellar work on the Hollywood Squares, but those will be covered well by the press.
Me? I'm going to miss that freaky dude from Lidsville. Rest well, Charles Nelson Reilly.
Posted by Crustodio at 6:58 AM
Sunday, May 27, 2007
Great Judd Apatow article in the Times magazine today. 40 Year-Old Vrigin was probably the best comedy of this decade. Can't wait till Knocked Up hits the screens next month. Anyway, I enjoyed this tidbit from the article: Off-screen, they hang out together, sometimes play drinking games like Edward Fortyhands, in which two 40-ounce beers are taped to your hands and not removed until they’re empty. Nice! I guess I know what we're doing next weekend during the Crustodio/Best summit meeting in Seattle....
Posted by Pete Best at 12:14 PM
Saturday, May 26, 2007
Friday, May 25, 2007
Weird how this kind of thing happens. In the early Pink Floyd days, Dave Gilmour was the epitome of the pretty boy hippy, while Roger Waters was a gangly, horse-faced grump.
Now, Gilmour looks like this:
And Roger Waters looks like frickin' Richard Gere!
How the hell did that happen? Ah, the vagaries of time.
Posted by Pete Best at 9:44 AM
Thursday, May 24, 2007
Take a couple minutes and enjoy. Realize that once in a deep, royal blue moon an ad comes along and makes you wonder if maybe you're a little to quick on the trigger with your DVR fast forward button.
Then, of course, something like this comes along and you praise your choice of higher being that TIVO was invented.
Posted by Crustodio at 9:32 AM
Help a grad student out - this poor bastard is trying to get his thesis done. I've been in his shoes, and finishing your thesis can be a monumental task. I think I was the first person in 10 years who did it on time at Tulane. Anyway, you can legitimately share all your nasty kinks by filling out this sex survey*. NOTE: Apparently, it will take 45 minutes to complete, which is a unit of time I refer to as "one side of a cassette". As in, "It took me one side of a cassette to drive to Gresham during rush hour".
Thanks, Savage Love.
* WARNING: Filling out a sex survey may be considered NSFW. FIlling out a 45 minute long sex survey at work may be considered ballsy as hell, and I want your job.
Posted by Pete Best at 7:52 AM
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Nice cover on the latest issue of Willamette Week. I think more than any other artist, Patrick Nagle sums up the 80's visual zeitgeist. I think of Keith Haring as the 80's, Peter Max as the 60's. Not sure about other decades. Help...?
Posted by Pete Best at 1:54 PM
7 Ways to Send HUGE Files
Gmail users can now send up to 20MB of attachments to each other. But we want more! Here are 7 awesome services that let you send files of more than 500MB.
One of the best known file delivery services, YouSendIt allows you to send up to a 100MB file without creating an account. Upon uploading a file to YouSendIt, an email is sent to the recipient, where they are given a link to download the file. The download is available for 7 days and includes advertising on the page. YouSendIt also offers a variety of premium accounts starting at $4.99/mo that allow you to send files up to 2GB, use more bandwidth, and remove the ads from your download pages.
With a 500MB limit, MegaUpload offers the most storage space we found for non-paying users to send files. The service functions in the same way as YouSendIt, with no account necessary to send a file. For users that sign up and subscribe to a monthly or annual plan, MegaUpload offers “unlimited” file size and downloads, faster download speeds, and less advertising (the advertising on the free download pages is pretty aggressive).
Perhaps the simplest of the file transfer services, zUpload offers you up to 500MB to share a single file. A unique URL is generated for each file and is available for 30 days. Unlike the other services, there are no user accounts or premium features at the moment. It appears zUpload is entirely advertiser supported.
DropSend allows you to send files up to 1GB with a premium account (starting at $5/mo). Meanwhile, their free account provides you with 250MB of storage and up to 5 sends per month. Unlike some of the other services, you do need to create an account in order to send a file. The company also offers a desktop client for both Windows and Mac.
Based in the UK, MailBigFile functions almost exactly the same as YouSendIt. Without registering, you can send up to a 100MB file, while a Pro Account ($20/yr) allows you up to 2GB. MailBigFile also claims unlimited bandwidth, but since they cap it at 25 downloads per month, there are indeed limits. The company also gets our vote for the best no frills Web 2.0 domain name :)
- Source unknown.
Posted by Pete Best at 11:57 AM
Sadly, this rings true to my ears:
"Combined, the books in the Harry Potter series have sold over 250 million copies worldwide. Somebody’s reading all those words. Words that are typeset on pages. Pages that are bound in book form.
So why the hell do my clients think a paragraph with 3 sentences of copy is “too long” for their audience?
It’s not consumers who have the short attention spans. It’s the clients. Because today’s clients aren’t concerned with brand equity, customer relationships, or long-term initiatives. It’s a project-to-project, deliverable-to-deliverable existence. They’re worried about their jobs—and surviving in those jobs for one more month."
Read the full article here.
Posted by Crustodio at 8:32 AM
A history of indie rock icons: Holocaust Pity Fuck
Since forming in suburban Boring, Oregon, Holocaust Pity Fuck broke into the indie rock scene in 1990 with their debut album, Incapable of Almost Smothering. The band's latest album, Vanity Pricks, layers Davey Marmalade's unabashed vocals with lo-fi production to produce another collection of retro-inspired crowd pleasers. With standout tracks like "Varnish, Vanish and Shine," don't be surprised if you find Holocaust Pity Fuck at the top of the indie rock charts and beyond.
This is awesome: Fictional Band Bio Generator!
Thanks, Pop Candy.
Ok, time for a CONTEST. Please enter your best/worst fake bio in the comments field. Best/worst entry will receive a featured post later this week.
Posted by Pete Best at 7:18 AM
Posted by Pete Best at 6:57 AM
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
Win Nick's Life is a bit of brilliance from Steinlager of New Zealand. Go there now and be sure to watch "Nick's Job" and "Nick's Girlfriend".
Cheers to all beer makers that realize their product sells fun. Not value. Not "pure refreshment". Just a good time.
Posted by Crustodio at 2:59 PM
George? You start whining about this now?
Posted by Crustodio at 10:19 AM
I'm sure there are more examples of comedians showing up in music videos, but I can only seem to remember the truly uninspired You Can Call Me Al and Don't Worry Be Happy (with apologies to the uber-talented Bill Irwin).
But Zach Galifianakis makes this video. Truly.
Posted by Crustodio at 9:48 AM
Monday, May 21, 2007
I usually do. Defend Starbucks, that is. I freelanced for their creative department over a summer once and they were good people.
And to hear folks in the Northwest bitch about Starbucks becoming too large simply makes me laugh. You live up here. There are Starbucks dollars in your pocket right now you dipshit. Besides, if it weren't for them, you'd still be drinking Maxwell House you sanctimonious piece of crap. Seriously, you think you'd have your little corner coffee shop if Starbucks hadn't taught us all to hate Mrs. Olsen and her bullshit coffee?
Get over yourself.
But now, maybe, they've gone too far. Starbucks in Jackson Square? Neaux!!!!!
Posted by Crustodio at 2:53 PM
Sunday, May 20, 2007
This one is for you, Crustodio.
Posted by Pete Best at 8:20 AM
This makes even the upcoming Def Leppard, Styx, Journey tour seem palatable:
"In a bill straight out of 1995, Counting Crows will tour minor-league baseball stadiums this summer with support from Live and Collective Soul. Third Eye Blind will also join the lineup for a handful of shows."
Jesus, could it get any worse? Wasn't Creed available...? Well, you could take this quiz:
ARE YOU IN THE WORST BAND IN THE WORLD?
Take this simple multiple-choice quiz and save yourself some embarrassment!
1 How long is your drummer’s solo?
a) He doesn’t get one.
b) A couple minutes is all, and it’s very funky.
c) Which of our drummers are you talking about?
2 What is the secret of your success?
c) Butchering old soul classics in a manner beloved by middle-aged housewives and the mentally unwell.
3 How many times has your band’s lineup changed?
a) Never happened, dude. If anyone left, it just wouldn’t be the same.
b) A few. It’s so hard to find a good accordionist.
4 The name of your band is…
a) A favorite phrase from a William S. Burroughs novel.
b) An action verb, followed by an even number.
c) Indistinguishable from that of an accounting firm.
5 What is your favorite subject matter for lyrics?
a) The pain of loving.
b) The joy of drinking.
c) Dragons. Or dungeons. But mostly dragons.
IF YOU ANSWERED…
Mostly a): Congratulations! You’re in a good band.
Mostly b): Commiserations! You’re in a not-very-good band.
Mostly c): What’s that sucking sound? Oh, it’s you.
Thanks to Blender.
Posted by Pete Best at 8:05 AM
Friday, May 18, 2007
Which reminds me... about 8 years ago, I was at a mixing session for my band's debut album. Our producer Tony Lash was at the mixing console in the basement of his friend's house, who was also a music pro. The friend wasn't home, but his girlfriend was there. Between songs we could hear her padding around upstairs.
We were there for a pretty long time, just trying to power through it. After about 2 hours of non-stop work, this incredible smell of baking cookies or brownies came wafting down the stairs. I went up to do a reconnoiter and saw a giant plate of brownies cooling on the kitchen counter. The girlfriend was nowhere to be seen. Overcoming temptation to grab and stuff one in my face, I went downstairs to report my finding to Tony. We were both starving and the brownies smelled so damn good....
After some deep soul-searching and debates on proper guest etiquette, we came to a mutual decision to leave the brownies alone. So we rather miserably finished the mixing session. It was, after all, a pretty big deal to get this mix right. We didn't have much time and money, so we needed to bear down and get it done. The last thing we needed was to get kicked out of the house for stealing a brownie.
So, we were down there for another 3 or 4 hours and finished up, totally starving. As we were getting ready to leave, Tony's friend came home. We chatted a bit and I mentioned how we had not succumbed to the allure of their brownies. I was so proud of not stealing even one. He started laughing and spit out that they were actually extremely potent pot brownies! He said they were so strong that they basically would put us into a coma. Tony and I exchanged glances, realizing that we had just dodged a major bullet. If we had eaten those brownies we would have been too high to mix the record. So, you see, not eating the brownies was actually a good thing - why does this all of a sudden seem like an entry on Guideposts.com? I guess it would have been a better story if we had eaten them and gotten too high to mix our record and thrown up on the mixing board or something. At least, more of a rock story. Hmmm, maybe that's how I'll tell it from now on.
Posted by Pete Best at 4:43 PM
This could have been any given night for me between 1983 and 1986. Not counting, of course, the 911 call.
I think we're dead.
Posted by Crustodio at 4:11 PM
As also referenced by me a few days ago. Ah, Super 8 film. Maybe it's just our generation, but there's something about that film stock that unleashes massive waves of nostalgia and wistfulness. So, this clip of a beautiful young woman somewhere in the past, coupled with the melancholy nature of Zimmy's song has an almost unbearable sadness to it. Is it the thought of a future yet unlived? Or looking back at the beauty of youth knowing this person is now old or dead? It just kills. OK, maybe it's just me. You might just like to look at Scarlett Johansson's boobs.
Posted by Pete Best at 8:44 AM
Thursday, May 17, 2007
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
Okay, sure. I should be riding the bus again. I did it for a long time. Did my part. But when you live in the suburbs of this town, the transit system STOPS at 6:00.
Six? Really? I hope the government and bank workers enjoy the ride, because the rest of us often have no freakin' clue how late we're going to have to work.
Got a last minute presentation? A meet-and-greet with clients? Tough luck. Enjoy the $60 cab ride home.
This morning I paid $3.59 a gallon to fill my tank. Regular. Self-serve. I'm going to go cry now.
Posted by Crustodio at 8:09 AM
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
Wednesday, May 09, 2007
Strange to think that I now admire Billy more than Woody. OK, that's not really true, but Billy has managed to be a Christian leader without spewing the usual hateful vitriol, so I can respect him to a good degree. On the other hand, Woody went and fucked his step-daughter and repulsively made out with actresses way too young and hot for him. And his movies really have stunk for many years - which is probably the bigger crime for me:). So, I've sort of lost my love of Woody. Even though I almost see every one of his films. Match Point was pretty good - but man, Scarlett Johansson cannot act. But that's another post....
Yet the Wood-man was absolutely a joy to behold in his 70's heyday, as this clip attests. His incredible appearance at the post-9/11 Oscars was a brief reminder of what he used to be able to do...
Posted by Pete Best at 7:15 AM
Tuesday, May 08, 2007
Ark II: When the future meant polyester bodysuits, a tricked-out RV and a monkey companion...
What, how did a show about a post-apocolyptic future ever end up on Saturday morning tv....? No wonder us cold-war kids are so freakin' paranoid...
70's Live Kid Vid
Posted by Pete Best at 12:14 PM
God, I can't believe this was so long ago. It's been 15 years since the height of grunge. Why do fads or movements always seem so ridiculous and puny in hindsight? The reality of grunge was like a pebble, the hype around it was like a rock garden. In fact, I always disliked grunge as a type of music, it was just 70's stoner rock played by cool kids. Anyway, I love the Mickey Dolenz cameo here - perfect. Hey Crustodio, has Seattle changed...?
Posted by Pete Best at 6:56 AM