Hey, do you still watch #Glee? They do clever songs sometimes, right? Well, last night they aired a very clever banjo-y cover of Sir Mix-Alot’s “Baby Got Back” that people seemed to love. The only problem is, the arrangement they used (and possibly the actual recorded track) was created several…
"Ask your female friends, if you have any, if they’ve ever walked home late at night with a key pushed through their knuckles, just in case, if they’ve ever crossed the street to avoid a stranger, just in case, if they’ve ever taken the long way home because of the weird guy on the corner, just in case. Ask them if they’ve ever made up a boyfriend to get a guy to leave them alone, if they’ve ever gotten off a train car and moved to the next because you just never know, if they’ve ever shelled out for a cab because men like you were at the bus stop."
This is a great, well-written piece by Emily Heist Moss. Read the whole thing. Especially if you are a man.
I’ve just begun listening to your radio show. I commute to work at night and listen to KTLK, where your show has recently replaced Phil Hendrie in the 10PM slot. I have found you to be an enjoyable and thoughtful personality, that is until last night (Jan 17th)….
Have I posted this before? I don’t care. It’s so funny. (I hope the link works - I’m just listening to this on my ipod so I don’t know if the video above is the same)
Dear Entertainment Weekly,
Thanks so much for puttin’ a picture of Leonardo DiCaprio on the cover of your magazine. I like him, so you can imagine I was sure pleased to see a picture of him on the front of your book! It is nice of you to put pictures of things I like on your magazine front-part. For future reference, here are some other things I like. I like tomatoes, umbrellas (all kinds), some dogs, most cats. There’s a cat in my neighborhood named Speedy I’m awful fond of; maybe you could put a picture of him on your magazine. I don’t know if you’d send a photo-grapher to take a picture of him, or a sketch artist to draw a picture of him, but you’d better be quick ‘cause they don’t call him Speedy for nothing! Oh well. All the blood’s leaving my head now, so I’d better sign off.
In November of 1970, a month after signing a five-year publishing deal with Chrysalis Music, 24-year-old David Bowie wrote the following letter to Bob Grace, the man who signed him, and briefly filled him in on his life so far.