Friday, April 21, 2006

Hate mail

I got a funny email tonight in response to the year and a half year old Star and Buc Wild petition.

Date: Thu, 20 Apr 2006 12:50:44 EDT


and my reply....

Thanks for writing Sexyman. I also prefer rice and beans to rats. We have something in common.

For your information, I have not listened to the Star and Buc Wild show in over a year. But if the show brings you pleasure, then I won't stop you.... enjoy it.

Oh, and BY THE WAY.... you spelled "BYE" wrong. I'm glad Star has idiots like you who can't spell as listeners.

This will be the last correspondence you receive from me.

Monday, April 17, 2006

Radiohead rumored to play Philly, well pretty close

A quick post before I rush out to the CVS to buy anxiety pills...

This IS NOT official, but according to Greenplastic and Billboard, the buzz is that Radiohead will be playing the Tower Theater in Upper Darby on June 1 and 2nd. To see such a well-known and loved band in such a small venue is rare. The sound is amazing and every single seat is good.

My head just may explode now.

Saturday, April 15, 2006

"The United Nations" of punk bands

My old roommate gave me a call tonight to inform me that she had an extra ticket to see this gypsy punk band. It sounded cool so I went. It was at the Troc and I haven't been there since Clear Channel took over. I went in with zero expectations and after getting frisked at the front door, I read a sign that said "no moshing, no crowd surfing, no stage diving." I thought, hmmmm, the Troc sure has changed.

We went in and immediately all of our energy levels shot up. The music was like nothing I have ever heard. The band was called Gogol Bordello, and I think The New Yorker said it best when they described them as "something along the lines of a joint gig between a Gypsy wedding band, the Sex Pistols, the Jamaican dub impresario King Tubby, and Kraftwerk."

To me, it sounded like The Count from Sesame Street backed up by a punk band.

And then I, Space Cadet, finally felt the urge to "shake" in the humid room.... this phenomena that humans do called dancing. We all started dancing and moshing.... and thats saying a lot because I really, really don't dance. There were people who were dropping money on the floor and didnt care. We moved closer to the mosh pit, someone ran into the crowd and four people fell on me, but we all got up and kept dancing. We didn't care. The music was THAT GOOD. At the encore the lead singer with the funny mustache stood on a drum and crowd surfed. So yeah, the Troc hasn't changed.

I can't really describe them, you just gotta see em. Preferably live, but until then here is a music video and a crappy video of them performing on Jimmy Kimmel.

Thursday, April 13, 2006

South Jersey Day Trip

Everyone in Jersey drives. Thats the first thing I noticed. I needed to use an ATM and actually had to walk through a drive-though at a bank. I met up with SMc and MJ at this cutesy diner that has, no lie.....30 DIFFERENT TYPES OF GRILLED CHEESE SANDWICHES! It was the best.

We talked about many things, but what I remember most is talking about flash mobs. There is a pillow fight flash mob in Center City this Saturday. I really really want to start a marching band flash mob soon. When I got back into Philly, I bought "The Complete Idiots guide to playing the harmonica", cuz if I'm gonna do this whole marching band flash mob thing, I at least want it to be good. Synchronized and all. Like the way Indian classical and jazz musicians do, tell everyone the key, and then have everyone show up and improvise. But if everyone is in a different key its gonna sound like shit.

Anyways, so we get to the diner. The waiter did the whole "are you sure?" thing with MJ. Like remember that waitress from California who like a decade ago got fired because there was a pregnant lady smoking at a restaurant and she said "do you know smoking is bad for your baby?" or "are you sure you want to smoke.... in your 'condition?'" Anyways, I can see how someone can underestimate MJs eating (or drinking) potential, but I knew she could handle her own. When she ordered her sandwich and salad, the waiter raised his eyebrows in "are you sure?" position and said "our salads are REALLY BIG!" the menu said "Our sandwiches are REALLY BIG!" I was hoping that MJ would finish her food just so the waiter could be proved wrong. She did. I mean, if you are paying for it, why do they care whether or not you can handle the portions? As a restaurant business, don't you actually WANT your patrons to order the most possible?

After SMc left, we kept going. We ordered ice cream. Now I sort of understand why boys don't like wearing condoms.

The cone condom..... its a cute idea and all in theory, the ledge is there to catch all the spilling cream so your hand doesn't get sticky, but in practice you are always afraid of it slipping off that you can't relax and have fun.

I went with MJ to a nearby grocery to buy matzo meal because the Whole Foods on South Street ran out of matzo. Bummer, out of matzo on Passover. We wandered around and tried to guess the aisle it would be on. MJ thought "Aisle 2 under 'Ethnic'", I was thinking "Bread aisle." We asked the boy in the apron with saggy pants and front-tilted cap. We wondered why he was leading us to the Cheese aisle. He pointed to the mozarella balls. We giggled away.... he must have heard us wrong. MATZO! NOT MATZO-RELLA! I learned something new yesterday..... just because something is kosher, it doesn't mean its kosher enough for Passover. Like, there is a Kosher scale. All this time, I thought the Kosher thing was "pass/fail" when it actually gets 'grades." If you go to the matzo section, you will see that some boxes will have tiny print that says "not for Passover." (Quick-side note, the matzo at Metropolitan Bakery
is the BEST! Waaay better than the stuff you get out of a box at the grocery store.)

Some time soon, I will have to share my Passover experience from last night. It sort of fucked me up in the head. But we'll save that for later.

Tuesday, April 11, 2006

I think I'll start to eat organic this year

I never understood the whole "organic" thing. I remember these girls munching on $6 bags of grapes and squirming about pesticides in my women's studies classes at Temple. I know that my old roommate and I would go grocery shopping and come home with the same staples... milk, eggs, bread, greens, fruits and her bill would be double because she chose to eat organic. This little vegetable animation done by the Organic Trade Association is fascinating and informative. After watching it, I think I might go organic too.

Let me know if you think the Salad Bar reminds you of Bob and Barbaras on 16th and South. I mean, the band? How freakishly similar!

My friend Neal informed me about a cheaper, convenient way to eat organic last year. Its not as cheap as the $1/bag of produce that the trucks on 44th and Sansom offer, but cheaper than say, Whole Foods. There is a farm in PA called Spiral Path Farm where you can become a member and pick up a box of fresh, certified organic produce weekly from May to November from local farmer's markets. There are pick-up locations at Clark Park and Rittenhouse Square and the box contains a newsletter with recipes you can do with the produce you receive for the week. Most of the outdoor farmers markets in Philly should be in full bloom starting the beginning of next month. Gazpacho anyone?