Lovedrug Show

Sorry for the recent lack of creamy bloggity goodness. I do need to mention my sweet candy Saturday, wherein I had the chance to chill with friends at a Lovedrug / Denison Witmer concert in Columbus. See now I’m not the hugest Lovedrug fan but the price was right and the friends were hot so I gave it a shot. Really it’s hard for me to even describe this concert without swearing. Suffice to say that Lovedrug puts on a ridiculously awesome show. By now their musical comparisons are well mapped out – you have your Muse, with a sprinkling of Sunny Day Real Estate, a dash of Ours, a tidbit of Sleeping At Last, all thrown in with your standard We-Heart-Radiohead fare. The latter also represented by the Thom Yorke look-alike, lead singer (and pianist/guitarist) Michael Shepard – who’s even got a few spastic mannerisms of Yorke down pat as well. All of the band members are really rather talented, but it’s worth noting Matthew Putnam (he of great Unwed Sailor fame) who is an absolutely brutal drummer. The whole crew does their part however and if Lovedrug could pour half of their live show energy into a cd I think they’d win over a few more critics. A review at Stylus magazine fairly accurately sums up my feelings on their album, Pretend You’re Alive, but after Saturday I feel pretty confident in asserting that you really ought to reserve most judgment until you’ve witnessed their amazing live show.


I want to give mad props and big ups to Jeremy Motta, who on Saturday proposed to Ginny Bishop who, it is rumoured, seems to have said “yes.” Remy’s been my homeboy jucket for like 4 years now and his engagement is pimp, made sweeter by the fact that I wholeheartedly approve of the girl he’s found. Good on you, bub.


By way of a little update on my senior seminar, it’s been officially re-named to kevin’s senior suck. I present on Thursday the 15th and am absolutely petrified. I’m going to have to wear cords that day just to calm my nerves.

Architecture in Helsinki

do not be confused. this is not a crustacean.Hey hey you crazy, cold-sored crustacean-lovers, it’s Wednesday and you know what that means: I get to rave passionately about music that none of you care about, want to like, or even bother downloading! Alright! Today’s song is by Architecture in Helsinki, a group of Aussies who appear to wish they were from Finland. Their latest outing, In Case We Die, is reminiscent of get-happy indie pop like The Polyphonic Spree, sharing their tendencies for large theatrical bands and similar to the shout-a-long songs of The Arcade Fire or The Hidden Cameras. I haven’t listened to this album straight through very often yet so I’ll semi-randomly offer up this little gem: Architecture In Helsinki’s “It’s 5” (3.18meg .mp3).

So why is there sugar in my hair and sugar coming through my car vents? Motta, Sarah – any ideas? I need to stop hanging around such ill-mannered ruffians.

TIME’s Lev Grossman writes this week on nerds being hip: The Geek Shall Inherit the Earth. It’s always funny to me how many geeky/gaming/computer terms end up in common language. Now I’m even hearing decidedly non-nerdy socialites say “woot” (technically, “w00t”), a term originally from the fantasy RPG Everquest. When players were excited to find a stash of items or food they’d exclaim “Woo-hoo, loot!” Now it applies to everything, such as “w00t i pwned my exam this morning.” Where do you rank on the geek hierarchy? While I’m at it, just wanted to send out a huge YIFF YIFF to Remy.

Speaking of total dorks, check out these amusing pictures of people photoshopped as anime/manga characters and read an interview with America’s favorite physicist nerd Stephen Hawking. Ahoy dorks-turned-emos: article on LiveJournal’s creator Brad Fitzpatrick.

Mindless, boredom-breaking flash violence: Sin City shooter. If you’re still bored, tell Stewie what to do. Input enough actual commands and you’ll unlock the Kill Lois sequence.

The picture above was either going to be of the giant squid everyone’s skeeting over or, as you can see, a two-headed turtle recently found.

Bushie Needs to Tinkle

Sarah told me yesterday that some company sells Dr. Pepper-flavored chapstick, which I’m now going to start using obsessively. I think it will be really convenient for my Dr. Pepper-obsessed girlfriend because then she would end up eating a lot of Dr. Pepper on a pretty regular basis.

You know how to tell how badly a “favor” is going to inconvenience you? The time between the question and the task required. A long pause means certain doom.
“Hey can you do me a favor and pass the salt?”
“Hey can you do me a favor… and drop off my movies at Blockbuster?”
“Hey can you do me a favor… … … and loan me $5k?”
A comedian told me this some time ago and I remembered this afternoon while eavesdropping on Brenton and T. Lois.

Wired News: Killer Buzz Flocks to New Browser. You’ll notice how witty this headline is when you discover the new browser (which does sound cool) is named Flock.

“How to Tell a True War Story” by Tim O’Brien, from The Things They Carried. Recommended by both The Petersen and myself.

The scribbling in the photo to the left reads: “I think I MAY NEED A BATHroom break? IS this POSSIBLE?” Yep, that’s Dubya during a UN Security Council meeting.