Posts filed under 'stop.watch'
darryl pandy = #VALUE!
this is patently disturbing and unquestionably brilliant. ronye would call this foolish, but my friend rose would define this a dream come true if she wasn’t preoccupied with designating numbers and rating systems for her multiple suitors and publishing their progress (or lack thereof) via twitter. either way, on a morning where there are exactly the amount of moments in the day to complete eighty-percent of the work that needs to be finished three days ago, darryl pandy brings a smile to my face like the day i found out that the wayne hills high school cafeteria was equipped with fountain soda. and so i’ve taken a deep breath and a moment to share. enjoy:
thanks to rami dearest for being consistently excellent enough with his video recommendations so that i didn’t dismiss this one like the other fifteen i refused to open this morning or every forwarded email my mother’s sent me since the afternoon she realized that weird modem sound inside her computer wasn’t a sign of something breaking, but a peculiar way of letting her know of an electronic world that would finally facilitate her desire to stay in touch with relatives without actually speaking to or seeing them. ever.
Add comment October 9, 2009
saadiq + a side of bacon = #VALUE!
i know what you’re thinking: what are raphael saadiq and his guitarist doing trapped behind a tiny desk and is this tiny desk thing something you can soon expect to see at any and/or all of mayor hawthorn’s acoustic sets going forward? but really, this is just how saadiq and rob roll. suited. always. straight from the plane to the studio for one of npr’s “all things considered” tiny desk concerts. it’s well worth the watch…unless you’re connected to the internet in the starbucks in the marina. click the image below and enjoy:
and feel free to check out all things saadiq via his blog and download “the way i see it” here.
Add comment September 28, 2009
love is old, love is new
my father was one of the lucky fifty-five thousand to watch the beatles perform at shea stadium. which also made him one of the fifty-five thousand at shea stadium that day to attend the concert and not hear a single note or lyric above the screams, shrieks and yells. and although it would be more than a decade until i would be born, way too late to have a beatles concert of my own ruined for inclusion on an already incredible list of social disappointments – yes, i am referring to the time gene simmons thought it prudent to voluntarily shake my hand, only to subsequently tell me how unimpressive i was – i can finally empathize with my father, sitting here at a starbucks in marina del rey, revolver spilling from the speakers and being completely ruined by a loud, large (both physically and numerically) austrian family trying to get a head count on caramel macchiatos. okay, that was a horrible and ridiculous comparison. still…
below is the “cinematic trailer” for the beatles’ rock band game. a friend had sent this to me a few months back when i had only barely begun justifying my lack of imposium time as a summer hiatus. i had sent this around to a bunch of friends at the time, probably more than the eight or nine people who still read these posts, but as the actual game has finally made its way into my apartment, courtesy of my friend mark, and the remasters remain an inevitable-and-eventual-but-hopefully-discounted purchase, courtesy of my friend matthew (imposium reader six of eight or nine), i figured now to be as good a time as any to post it.
the trailer represents the first fantastic two-and-a-half minutes of content you’ll see once you put the game in, press power and wait for your way-too-loud xbox to load. these are also the two-and-a-half minutes you’ll impatiently enjoy before you race into the song menu to discover that there are too many songs missing and it’s going to take some work to find them. and since you’re not an avid video game player and you would much rather watch your third, identical half-hour of ESPNews than turn on a machine that sounds like it’s moments away from exploding to work your way towards bonus songs after an eleven or twelve hour work day, well, you’re pretty much stuck with the songs you’ve got. which is still okay. i mean, really, these are the beatles…and there will be a cheat code. enjoy:
a delayed thanks to acacia for the heads up, kudos to pete candeland (who is also the artist behind the great gorrilaz) for the animation and a special mention to the music of the beatles for, at the very least, reminding us all of how far we’ve come since the days of starbucks’ speakers lulling us into caffeine want by flooding our ears with iron and wine. yawn. even thinking. yawn. about that. yawn. band makes me want to take a na….
Add comment September 27, 2009
ma men
while mad men continues to vacillate between excellently entertaining and snoozefest, this funny-or-die parody wins on so many levels, not the least of which is its most delightful reintroduction of the dana barros jersey. honorable mention goes to joey mac’s desire to “date rape that ass” and dunkin donuts’ munchkins. click the image below to watch and enjoy:
many thanks to digital j for the link… and to the yankees for the 7.5 game AL east lead.
Add comment September 15, 2009
silence of the lambs + legos = #VALUE!
i’d really love to write something witty to introduce this video, but it’s part childrens toy, part musical, part movie that still kinda of gives me the creeps more than eighteen years after erick gerber and i snuck into the preakness movie theater to see it and there’s really not much i can say that the actual clip wouldn’t say better. so i’ll simply say that if nerds rope was a youtube clip and also a toy and could sing with the cheeseball splendor of an off-broadway musical, it would be the following:
by the way, this is the only silence-of-the-lambs-related anything that even remotely rivals the dominator’s jame gumb impression, although this clip – unlike the dominator’s impression – does not require you to ask it whether or not it recalls a fredrica bimmel.
thanks to lexi for the video.
and happy friday!
2 comments June 19, 2009
fun with post-its
the last arts-and-crafts-style project i did (that was not stickering the portapotties at bonnaroo) revolved around a non-stick, poly-vinyl coated beach mat to keep your, um, beach towel sand-free during your ocean-side travels. i did this throughout the first semester of my junior year of college. this was, admittedly, an awful idea, despite the fact that said beach mat’s ykk zipper-lining enabled it to double as a beach bag and the bean-bag-weighted corners kept your towel or blanket from blowing away. for the record, i never actually thought this was a good idea or that it’s utility had much merit in the realm of sh*t-people-pay-for, but the prospect of doing a semester-long business plan for an invented product with the son of a turkish chromite tycoon and a chilean futbol jersey enthusiast/collector left myself and chris with way too much work to worry about the fact that we’d be pitching a product that the skymall publishers would undoubtedly scoff at. with that said…
this is bang-yao liu’s senior project for savannah college of art and design. that he used royksopp’s “eple” as the music bed of this video suggests that he and i have similarly stellar taste in music. the actual video suggests that his last collegiate arts-and-crafts-style project may be slightly more mind-blowing than mine.
to quote sean maloney (who was actually talking about raphael saadiq’s bonnaroo set and not this video when he wrote the following): “holy sh*tf*ckmuthaf*ckas!”
Add comment June 18, 2009
jimmy fallon makes my dreams come true
as of this moment i’ve watched exactly eleven minutes of the jimmy fallon show. nine-and-a-half of those minutes were spent this morning watching this!
i cannot fully explain what this has done for my day. i could spend the rest of the day trying to explain the concept of twitter to my grandmother and this would still be one of the most fulfilling days i’ve had in some time. the residual disgust left from the homeless wine (alcoholic miscellany) and cheese (ninety-five-percent smoked and stomped out cigarette butts) party taking place outside my apartment this morning has all but dissipated and i am pretty confident that i now have the ability to fly. minus that last part.
many thanks to my cousin scotty for the years of saved by the bell trivia, the naming of the dominator and making this a wonderfully un-tuesday tuesday.
Add comment June 9, 2009
chairlift + lots of televisions = #VALUE!
i think i kinda like this chairlift band. i’m not sure how i’ll feel about them tomorrow or next week or three years from now, but as of today and, more specifically, in this moment, i find them kinda enjoyable. as (very few of) the kids say: i’m digging it.
this is the video for chairlift’s single “bruises” which i’m being told has been featured in an itunes or ipod or imac commercial and features a lot of televisions and what appears to be a pretty f*cking cute lead singer when she manages to not remind me of dazed and confused’s insatiable nose-toucher, mitch kramer. yes, this mitch kramer.
i could do without the dude in the bare chest and furry vest combo though. i can do without him in a big ‘ol way.
many thanks to jen c for the heads up and a free album.
in other chairlift-related news: i’d like to take this moment to let all the super-cool people who’ve ever shared a chairlift with me, suggesting that there wasn’t any good reason to lower the bar on said chairlift, shaming me into agreement and leaving me frozen in cold, slippery fear while the chair unsteadily ascended up the mountain that i will forever and ever, in stubborn perpetuity hold for you an uncomfortably small, dark space in the cholesterol-hardened lower-left-corner of my heart.
*note: i’m quite aware of grammatical and medicial liberties i’ve taken in the last sentence/paragraph.
1 comment June 5, 2009
ben is high on potassium
who: william lamson
what: um, it’s “a moment of zen” which happens to be a video of a guy in an impossibly creepy-looking, homemade firecracker-stuffed banana mask. forreals.
when: sometime between the advent of morons and now.
where: thankfully not here and, presumably, in a dark basement next to a soundproof bondage chamber.
why: because even sure-shot psychopaths like to unwind with some moderately danger-laden zaniness.
this video, unsurprisingly, came courtesy of ben, who’s knack for coming across demented self-promotion featuring topless men is rivaling only ronye’s ability for delivering delightful ghetto-nonsense. the main difference, of course, being that ronye’s recommendations make me want to give him a great big thanks-for-the-content hug and i am becoming increasingly why-is-he-laughing-like-that terrified of ben.
oh, and by the way, ben is still on notice. ronye is still not.
happy thursday.
Add comment June 4, 2009
breakin’ + lcd soundsystem = #VALUE!
breakin’ 2: electric boogaloo would have been the reason i became a dancer if it weren’t for my famously slow footwork and inability to “move my hips like this” when the girls i grew up with instructed me to “just move your hips like this.” so while i prepared to master the ever-complicated pursed-lips-head-nod, B2EB was relegated to simply being one of the first wonderfully absurd films to appear on – and never disappear from – my radar.
today’s twist on the classic breakdance flick comes courtesy of lcd soundsystem’s “time to get away” and rami dearest’s rami dearest.
thank you to rami for the three-point-five minutes of anti-gravity, indierock pop-and-lock. this almost (but doesn’t quite) makes up for the two-hour walk/wild-goose-chase up and down venice’s boardwalk that rami led me on two weekends ago to find what we were looking for not thirty yards from where we started.
Add comment June 3, 2009
