Imminent transcendent concert experience
Seriously, everyone and their mom is going to Daft Punk Thursday night.
Let’s all buy T-shirts and wear ’em Friday morning, like the 500 or so kids at my high school after that Green Day concert in 10th grade.
This song will change your life
Saigon’s delightfully manic “Don’t You Baby.”
A stylish and thoroughly rousing way to remind the world that he used to be on Entourage.
Gilbert Arenas debunks the myth of “shark attacks” on his blog.
“A shark attack is if you’re chilling at home, sitting on your couch, and a shark comes in and bites you; now that’s a shark attack. Now, if you’re chilling in the water, that is called invasion of space. So I have never heard of a shark attack.”
Listening to that Devin the Dude song about how his dick is cleaner than collard greens on a crowded subway.
Thoroughly disturbing cover versions
Grizzly Bear’s “He Hit Me (It Felt Like a Kiss).”
A gender-bending ode to the joys of domestic violence lovingly rendered by four dudes probably too gentle to squash bugs.
Mick Brown’s Tearing Down the Wall of Sound: The Rise and Fall of Phil Spector.
A portrait of the artist as a shrill, Napoleonic, gun-toting sociopath.