D-list celebrity quote of the week: “On the Hollywood list of people I pray for often, Tom Cruise is probably No. 1. All I have to say to Tom is, God bless ya, I hope you’re having fun. But I’d love through Radar magazine to throw a gauntlet down to Mr. Cruise. I’d love to break bread with him and pray with him, and I’d love for the Holy Spirit of God to reveal the truth to him. That would be an awesome thing.”
–Alec Baldwin, born-again Christian, in an interview with Radar Online. I guess Mr. Baldwin hasn’t gotten to the part in the bible about “he who is without sin, etc., etc.”
Avast, mateys, today is International Talk Like A Pirate Day. So hoist the mizzenmast and uh … swing from the yardarm and drop anchor in the cove! (There’s a reason I’m not a sailor.)
New Contrast Podcast, with much handclapping. My contribution to that would have been much too pedestrian — “The First Single,” by the Format. Because clapping always makes me happy. Go listen!
Via Stereogum and a thousand other places, we are happy to report that Whitney Houston is kicking Bobby Brown to the curb. That’s been a long, long time coming. Now get it together and sing some music, girl!
Drowned in Sound interviews the Victorian English Gentlemen’s Club. Explanation of redundant band name given.
Via bjork.com, if you’re heading to Reyjkavik anytime soon, you could catch the one and only Sugarcubes concert in 14 years. Those darn Icelandics get all the fun.
Via Rbally, Live REM, Oct 2, 1985, in Bochum, Germany.
Via Stereogum once again, video for Weird Al’s song ‘White and Nerdy’. My husband swears that it’s Donny Osmond doing the background dancing in this video, and I don’t know about that, but I’ll say it again: I love me some Weird Al. ROTFLOL (even though no one really says that anymore — I think the current term is “lollerskates.”)
And last but not least — remember the Beachles? I downloaded a song but didn’t like it all that much … but I did recommend you all to go see what you thought. Well, the guy was slapped with a $30 million C&D, and a demand by EMI records to release the IPs of everyone who dowloaded the songs. Rest easy — he says his ISP only keeps IP addresses for 3 days — but also, feel uncomfortable, as this sort of thing hits close to home. I’d love to say I’ll be boycotting EMI, but unfortunately those damn Decemberists signed to Capitol, so I’d be a huge hypocrite. However — I certainly will not be buying anything else. Today on International Pirate Day, I write the following letter to EMI records.
Dear EMI Records:
You just don’t get it, do you.
Someone who was going to buy the fuzzy-box of “Pet Sounds” for her dad for Christmas, but you know what, I’d rather burn a bunch of mash-ups for him than spend one red cent to help pay for your “legal” department.