Monday, June 30, 2008
Coldplay, please get new coats
In today's Boston Herald Hotline: Boston Music Festival eyeing a fall party (150 bands, 20 venues blah blah blah), DIY snoot Dan Shea takes over the Milky Way and Coldplay, see below, has apparently learned nothing from My Chemical Romance's fashion sense.
Friday, June 27, 2008
Word of the Day: Ossum
OSSUM. As in, awesome, but just a little more ossumer than just plain old '90s-era "awesome." Use it as such: "Hey, you see Martin Brodeur the other night? That guy is wikkid OSSUM." Or, "Damn, that Michael V. is one OSSUM motherfucker."
And when I think of this word, I envision Louis CK's "Awesome Possum" routine. And that makes me happy on a rainy Friday.
And when I think of this word, I envision Louis CK's "Awesome Possum" routine. And that makes me happy on a rainy Friday.
Ladytron. Mmmmmmmmm, Ladytron.
The ultra-sexy/ultra-modern Ladytron hits the Paradise Rock Club on Monday, and while I can't say that new album "Velocifero" has moved me all too much, hot damn Helen and Mira are still the most adorable women in all the colorful synthpop sky. So yeah, this is a post centered simply around posting their promo photo.
I was always a Mira kind of guy, but seeing Ladytron at the Dise a few years ago for the Light & Magic tour really opened my eyes to the calm sultry beauty that is Miss Helen. Yeah whatever, I'm allowed a babe post every once in a while, and these women always held my attention over FHM types. And this personal anecdote is better than when the big-headed fro'dude spun shitty music at Start, right?
I was always a Mira kind of guy, but seeing Ladytron at the Dise a few years ago for the Light & Magic tour really opened my eyes to the calm sultry beauty that is Miss Helen. Yeah whatever, I'm allowed a babe post every once in a while, and these women always held my attention over FHM types. And this personal anecdote is better than when the big-headed fro'dude spun shitty music at Start, right?
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Cool show alert
No, not The Singing Office, which premieres Sunday... I'm talking about this jazz:
Does It Offend You, Yeah?, Aug. 31 at Great Scott. Tickets are $12 and on sale now.
Does It Offend You, Yeah?, Aug. 31 at Great Scott. Tickets are $12 and on sale now.
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Bring back the Beach Blonde spray
One of my myriad duties at Le Herald is compiling the Style Calendar each Wednesday, and today I took the opportunity 
to campaign for the return of the John Frieda Beach Blonde hair spray, a spunky little -- since discontinued -- concoction that smells like Robert Moses Field 2. Honestly, this space has never been used for such an important issue. At least two Vanyaland readers know how obfuckingsessed I am with this shit. I don't even know what it does for my 'do. It just smells like, to me, the Devils winning the Stanley Cup in July while an army of Lolas play with crumpled up Post-It notes as circa-'93-era Suede performs softly in the background, with Neil Codling making a Taco Bell run. Maybe John Frieda (is he still alive?) reads the Herald:
FRIEDA ’ALLO: As part of the long-named John Frieda Collection See For Yourself Salon Tour, Frieda’s trusted team of “hair care specialists” will be at the Charles Hotel on Saturday, doling out makeovers, hair-care advice and stylized product tips. But hopefully someone on staff can answer the question we’ve
been asking for ages: Why was the beach blonde hair spray discontinued? Stop making us shop on Amazon and eBay for it, John. Consultation and styling runs from 10 a.m. to 6 p.m. at the Charles Hotel, 1 Bennett St., Cambridge. Walk-ups are encouraged.
to campaign for the return of the John Frieda Beach Blonde hair spray, a spunky little -- since discontinued -- concoction that smells like Robert Moses Field 2. Honestly, this space has never been used for such an important issue. At least two Vanyaland readers know how obfuckingsessed I am with this shit. I don't even know what it does for my 'do. It just smells like, to me, the Devils winning the Stanley Cup in July while an army of Lolas play with crumpled up Post-It notes as circa-'93-era Suede performs softly in the background, with Neil Codling making a Taco Bell run. Maybe John Frieda (is he still alive?) reads the Herald: FRIEDA ’ALLO: As part of the long-named John Frieda Collection See For Yourself Salon Tour, Frieda’s trusted team of “hair care specialists” will be at the Charles Hotel on Saturday, doling out makeovers, hair-care advice and stylized product tips. But hopefully someone on staff can answer the question we’ve
been asking for ages: Why was the beach blonde hair spray discontinued? Stop making us shop on Amazon and eBay for it, John. Consultation and styling runs from 10 a.m. to 6 p.m. at the Charles Hotel, 1 Bennett St., Cambridge. Walk-ups are encouraged.
Monday, June 23, 2008
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Let's move to Forvik.
65-year-old Stuart Hill cites a 17th-century royal marriage dowry deal and declares the independence of Forvik, his 2.5 acre island off Scottland, and welcomes new residents.
"I also invite anyone from any country in the world, who supports these aims, namely to become free of liars, thieves and tyrants in government, to become a citizen of Forvik," he added.
"I also invite anyone from any country in the world, who supports these aims, namely to become free of liars, thieves and tyrants in government, to become a citizen of Forvik," he added.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Agyness Deyn can sing. Weird
My favorite model-named-after-a-Sigur-Ros-b-side, Agyness Deyn, sang some crappy song with some crappy band on some crappy British television show. But, as it turns out, true to Aggy form, she can do no wrong and can actually sing. We are officially in the Golden Age of Chillaxin.
New Gn'R, Michaels' "Rocket of Love"
Music blog Stereogum has living proof that not only does Guns N' Roses' Chinese Democracy exist, but it's also eight shades of terrible. As predicted. I listened to the title track, but couldn't get past that second song. I'm kinda more excited about my free Dr. Pepper, actually.
Now from the former Rocket Queen to current Rocket King... It appears that Poison's Bret Michaels has bought a Bentley off Roger Clemens, in order to help the disgraced pitcher pay off some legal bills. When Flava Flav buys a $4M forgiveness ring off Kobe, then we'll talk.
And though it wasn't posted yesterday, it should be noted that I managed a Bertie Higgins "Key Largo" reference into yesterday's column. Bertie's kid, DJ Dieselboy, is spinning tonight at the Phoenix Landing in Cambridge. He's a huge deal in the drum and bass field, but has yet to write anything as sparkly and magical as "Key Largo." Ok, off to the Ting Tings, who return to Great Scott as part of their "I'm sorry for choosing NYC over you" concert obligation. Funny though, as if the show a few months ago went as planned, there would be 30 people at Great Scott. Now it's way sold out. Good on them.
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