Thursday, October 9, 2008

Brodeur gets a new goalie mask

I always wondered what the Prince logo would look like while tripping balls on acid. Well, thanks to Martin Brodeur, I now know.

The New Jersey Devils' future HOF-er has a new goalie mask, and naturally, people aren't at all digging it because it ties in with his soon-to-be-launched website, martinbrodeur30.com.

Come on Marty, why? You have given me much joy over the years, and nothing can undo the three Stanley Cups of which you were the Devils backbone, but to alter your iconic goalie mask after 15 years to pimp out your website is simply upsetting.

There was always something unique about the simple J with the Devils’ tail. For the non-fan, the tail stuck around 1993, when Brodeur didn’t know if he was going back to the Devils minor league affiliate in Utica or sticking with the big club in scenic East Rutherford. (If he went to Utica, he’d add the vertical left-side bar to make it a “U,” and if he stayed up he’d complete the interlocking NJ logo).

But the J stuck, and in a time of chaotically busy, overdone masks (Sup, Rick DiPietro), Brodeur’s stood out for its simplicity and winning pedigree.

But now here he is, pimping his website by throwing its logo on his forehead, and this after getting school-whipped by the Rags last spring. It doesn’t look good. I’m praying there’s no Tom Brady-injury jinx on the horizon, or if this marks the decline of the great Brodeur.

It’s also unsettling that he’s on pace to break the goaltender records for Wins and Shutouts this season, and this will forever be linked to these games (he's 14 wins away). But hey, that much more exposure means that many more hits, right? During the Cup runs from 1995-2003, the only hits this team was concerned with were the ones Scott Stevens leveled against opponents. In addition to the four Vezina trophies, that mask carried him through 536 wins and 96 shutouts.

Yes, the man has earned the right to do what he wants. But on a team where GM Lou Lamoriello doesn’t allow uniform numbers over 35 because its screams individualism, this new media marketing scheme just reeks of stale swampland.

In Marty We Trust, but not when he’s shilling product. Lou, step in, please.

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

A connection is made.

The best part about our Halloween shows is seeing what each band comes up with. The Cignal as Happy Mondays was a wash of Ecstacy and baloons, Daily Pravda's Bowie last year made sweet love to Mars-spider authenticity and Protokoll's Bauhaus was a haze of white smoke and goth darkness. The list goes on and on...

So I'm psyched to see this year's Britpop wheels are already turning, and score one for the Sun Lee Sunbeam for the best flyer (I hadn't made) since The Information's "He Becomes Him" ode to the Cure in 2003.

Tickets are on sale now.

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Free dance party this Caturday

Just a reminder for the 3.7 people who read this thing; Saturday is the night!
Oct. 11 at O'Briens in Allston
Fluevog presents...
Run Run Run (Los Angeles indie super heroes)
The Lie Society (Handsome local rock starz)
DJ Michael V (the Great Electro Swindle)

I need to update more than my status

From the Department of the Obvious comes my "like, totally relevant" article in today's Boston Herald that proclaims people are using Facebook status updates to communicate. No, they are! Come back... !!!

Monday, October 6, 2008

Hoopz loves Money, blah blah Real Housewives

First Hoopz wins a crazy as fuck final episode of I Love Money (which set a TV rating for most times "dawg" and "homeboy" were uttered in a 90 minute segment) and last night both Suzanne and Mic won I Want To Work For Diddy, which rules because Kim sucked.

I've lost track of Vivica A. Fox's Glam God, suddenly don't give a fizz titty tuck about Project Runway and never got into Top Design.

And even Tabatha's Salon Takeover is concluding this week, but that's just as well since shit was starting to get redundant. (What isn't redundant? "She's making a mockery of Images!" That will last FOREVER, alongside "You Threw a Whack Party" and "You Look Like a Bunch of Fucking Hillbillies!" in the great pantheon of Vanyalingo.)

So anyway, what's a boy to do without any good crap television? Jump aboard the soul-sista gold-digga party bus that's Real Housewives of Atlanta. Shit premieres tonight, and clearly is more important than any presidential debate.

I have issues.

Thursday, October 2, 2008

Justine doesn't need me

Figures. A day after I whip up the Halloween flyer (below) comes visual proof of the wedded bliss of Elastica's Justine Frischmann. Apparently, she married her professor at some Colorado college, and lookie, even MIA was a bride's maid.

I spent many a years obsessing over this woman, and our gentle tap-kiss above Karma Club on Lansdowne Street in October 2000 remains one of my life's highlights. Sigh. Well, at least now I have one thing in common with Brett Anderson and Damon Albarn...

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

the pill halloween flyer


C. 2008 Michael V

Oasis hates Boston

So Oasis added 11 more tour dates, with Ryan Freaking Adams, but nothing in Boston. Was that 1994 gig at the Local 186 (now Wonderbar) so terrible?!?!!?

Oh wait, all our venues are shit. That must be the reason. But I'm thinking a show at Agganis Arena at BU would be perfect for them...

WANTWANTWANTWANT

wantwantwantwantwantwant, so hard Idon't even care it's a part of Marc Ecko's new collection. I wanna climb out da saarlaac pit too!!!

New Rock of Love -- it's killer, brah

Yeah, I'm an asshole for making fun of this, and it's really sad news that two innocent 19-year-olds were killed, but really, when you think of RoL fatalities, tell me you don't think of Inna the Ukrainian Love Tank rolling over Brandi C.'s droopy tit like in that Tiananmen Square photo.