Amelia Earhart was gangster. She wasn’t just THE record-breaking, precedent-making, dominant aviatrix (dominatrix?) of the air. She was also a career girl, extra-marital nookie-nabber and globe-trotter with her own line of waffle irons. Just ask the biopic “Amelia,” opening this weekend.
Huh? What was that? You don’t know if you can sit through a history lesson? It’s the weekend and you just want to unwind and have fun?
We don’t advocate alcoholism, but DO appreciate a good drinking game. We caught a sneak peek of “Amelia” and made one just for you!
Raise your seat backs and prepare for take-off. In-flight beverages for all (over 21, duh)… Continue reading
Filed under: Fesitvals, Music | Tags: cmj, festivals, flying machines, interview, Rawk
FM: Evan, John, William, Ken
Ah, those drunken, ugly tales of booze, pantlessness and broken bones that pox the making of a rawk band like oozy lesions ripe with goo!
But really, are they always so bad? Only if you are a Frowny McGee. And that’s not Flying Machines, the cheerful, self-described “rock version of a piano band,” who just released their self-titled debut and play Fontana’s CMJ lineup this Thursday night.
I chatted with FM O.G. John Wlaysewski (guitar, vocals) about how FM nabbed Yahoo and Converse music awards and got a jam on USA show “Psyche.” Their secret to success? Utter chaos (re: pee, pantlessness, broken bones etc mentioned above). Continue reading
Seregon O'Dassey: The lady's a vamp.
I recently met real-life, vampire-since-7 Seregon O’Dassey, a subject in the new series “Vampires Revealed” on Comcast On Demand’s Paranormal channel.
Tucked in a corset that cuddled an Iphone betwixt da bewbs (no gum or fax machine though, I asked), the actress/model dished on how the Dracula set does their thing.
Apparently, like celebrities, they are just like us! They go clubbing, visit museums, and listen to Depeche Mode. They are lawyers, nurses, musicians and have government.
So what sets them apart from the rest of us? Hmmz, something something slurping blood something? If you’ve got the lust, read on…
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Erm, simply stated, Deborah Stein is brillz. Like if there were an apopcalypse and the sun went out and the oil got drained and the corn cobs withered, we could just power our appliances off an extension cord coming out of her brillzy brain. We’d be good for years.
So, Los Angeles: get off your toned tokheses (tokhi?), shut up about the traffic and peep God Save Gertrude, Deb’s new play – “a punk rock riff on Hamlet” with music by David Hanbury – at The Boston Court Theatre. It’s opening weekend!
To everyone else, here’s my interview with the 2-time Jerome Fellow, recipient of the Bush Artist Fellowship, member of New Dramatists, all around fly-girl and friend… Continue reading
Filed under: Fesitvals, Grubbin | Tags: blight, festivals, pickles, recipes
Sour power.
On Sunday, I picked a peck of fickle foodie pals and hit up the NY Food Museum’s ninth International Pickle Day. A brine time was had by all (minus the chick dressed like a pickle, who had a real sour puss), during an hour of sampling. Bite-sized snacks ranged from kimchi to PB&P (peanut butter and pickles, natch)(oh gawd, aPOPlogies, i hate the word ‘natch’)… Continue reading
THE APOPCALYPSE: CULTURE ON THE VERGE. 