Monday, December 31, 2012

The Year in the Hits 2012: The Top 5 Hot 100 Top Hits of 2012's Top 5 Hot 100 Hits


Jake Zavracky has been writing about the Hot 100 music charts for us lately. Here's his review of the top 5 songs of the year. Woh, Ellie Goulding made the list? That seems like a mistake, but OK, can't argue with data. ANYTHING CAN HAPPEN YOU GUYS.

5. "Lights" - Ellie Goulding 

There is something about not emoting that plays in 2012. Perhaps it was overdone in the previous couple of decades and now people prefer listening to a song by a singer that doesn't seem particularly interested in singing it. 

Ellie Goulding has lots of good songs, but in typical fashion, America has chosen the one that isn't that good to make into a huge hit. I listened to it several times while writing this and I still don't understand what she's saying or what she's talking about: "I had a heart then but the queen has been overthrown." Right. Well done America. 

Got Any Big Plans for New Year's?

Not feeling it
PTSOTL holiday re-runs!

Sure, I was thinking about maybe spending 100 dollars to get into a bar I usually go to for free and fighting off crowds of people doing the party equivalent of pushing out a five pound turd. Just pushing, and pushing, and trying and trying. Making weird faces. Hoping it will end soon.


[SEE ALSO:  NYE 101: Pro tips on ringing in the New Year right]

Maybe stand in line in zero degree weather waiting for one of the five puke-ferry cabs available for roughly a million people for a while. Probably do that. Then, let's see, I dunno, pretend to be best friends with whatever dozen people I'm standing next to when the big hand on the clock points at a magic number. Maybe blast someone in the face and ears with some sort of noise horn or siren or rattle, doesn't matter what it is as long as they are feeling the full force of my revelry vis a vis a 25 cent paper instrument. Next up I'll drink some flat bubbly piss water out of a plastic cup. Gonna have to set aside some time to field twenty or so group texts from everyone wishing me a happy new year! That should take a minute or two. Ok, so it's like 12:09 at this point? Let's hit another bar. We'll need to do the cab thing again, wintery purgatory style. Fall in a snow bank probably. Tend to one of my friends who got way too drunk. That should be a laugh. I always sort of wanted to be a triage nurse for a while. After that, who knows? Go sit in someone's apartment and die a slow death, minute by minute, listening to everyone pretend anything is gonna be different this time around. The usual stuff.

Or I could, you know, not do any of that. Because I am an adult man.


SEE ALSO: 

Why hating New Year's means you actually hate yourself 

New Year's Eve pre-game shaming ritual

Sunday, December 30, 2012

Saving parking spots on the street (repost)




It just snowed here in Boston for the first time, and that means a couple things: I'm not leaving the house for three months, and people are going to start putting furniture along the side of the road to call "dibs" on "their" parking space.  Our man Spoth56 wrote this rant a while back on the List, but same rules still apply this year fuckos. See you guys in April.  -- Luke


Let's just be clear here: I am not a lawyer, but I am fairly sure that you do not, and indeed cannot, own the street, in front of your house, or anywhere. If you put a chair or a cone in the street in front of your house, it is garbage and I should have no qualms about picking it up and smashing it into little pieces, then freely parking my car in the space thereby vacated.

Of course I will not do this, because there is a good chance you are psychotic and/or an off-duty or retired police officer and will key my car, cut my brakes, or smash my window as retaliation. But under the law, I am in the right. YOU ARE IN THE WRONG. YOU DO NOT OWN THE STREET.


More insanity after the jump.  

Saturday, December 29, 2012

Talking art, metal, death, Buddhist corpsepaint and inspiration with Yamantaka//Sonic Titan



Patrick Kay writes about music for PTSOTL sometimes, which is good, because I sure as hell don't want to do it. Check out some of his previous pieces: Reviewing the Reviewers: The Best, and Worst, of the UK Music Magazines from Mixmag to Uncut to Kerrang, and A history of dubstep, from grime to 2-step to Justin Bieber


Yamantaka//Sonic Titan are artists in the truest sense of the word: talented musicians, visual artists and storytellers. Their sort-of self titled album YT//ST actually came out right at the end of 2011, but I’ve been listening to it all year. Based in the frozen north (Montreal), the group is centered round two core members, Alaska B and Ruby. “Prog rock” has been thrown around the describe their music but I’m reluctant to use the phrase, having as it does connotations of grandiose wankery. The album owes a debt to prog in its narrative and overarching concept, but musically it’s a million miles from self-indulgent noodling. Instead their sound is an ambitious but tightly-focused distillation of metal, noise and indie. This scorching debut is only the start for the pair; future plans include a video game, an opera and much more music. Last week Alaska very kindly took some time to answer a few questions about the album and the thinking behind it. Read on to learn more about their awesomely immersive aesthetic philosophy, fever dream inspiration and brain dead mascots on comet-like collision trajectories…


Friday, December 28, 2012

In Praise of the ‘H8er’ and a Case for Ethical Hating



In “It’s Not OK To Be Shitty: Guy Fieri, BuzzFeed, And The Tyranny Of Stupid Popular Things” on Deadspin this week, Will Leitch has written essay he might otherwise have titled “Why Everything Is Bad Now.” Winding his way through the of last month, on toward the tyranny of lowered expectations across the cultural board, and the dashing of thousands of once pure writerly souls on the shores of pageview-chasing Buzzfeed-style stunt posts, he comes to a point that stuck out for me coming, as it did, just as I was posting what must’ve been somewhere around my second dozenth .

This inclination of mine to rail, (in futility, I’m well aware), against the oppressive blandness of the internet behemoth (just kidding if you’re hiring) places me firmly in a category which you might call a “hater,” or “h8er” if you’re short on characters and/or a teenager and/or a rapper and/or a teenage rapper short on characters.  So be it. It’s time more of us speak up in defense of the hater, or at least differentiate ourselves by a small, but significant matter of degree.

It’s probably not a coincidence that in the age of the “like” and the “favorite” and the “<3″ that we’ve assembled an oppositional army pushing back in the other direction, but it’s one that’s easily neutered. The brilliance of the hater rebuttal in diminishing criticism of any sort is that, like its cousins “U MAD?” and “U JELLY?”, which Mobute See Seko deftly delineated here, it reduces the slight to one based in an irrational, emotional reaction.

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Monday, December 24, 2012

The Ghost of PTSOTL Christmas Past Link Dump



It's the ghost of PTSOTL Christmas past with this holiday re-run link dump, re-packaged with about as much thought and care as you put into the shit you're at the mall stuffing into a shopping cart right now. 


It used to be that we would stress out over what specific consumer items we would obligatorily and indifferently foist into the unhinged maws of our friends and families like dropping a fistful of rusty nickels into the gloved-hands of the guy selling flowers on the side of the on-ramp before peaceing the fuck out of their vicinity and back to our couches and TVs, but then the idea of the holiday gift guide was born, and wasting your money on bullshit no one wants for people you barely realize exist the other 11 months of the year built by soot-faced Asian urchins, and marketed by cynical vultures became a lot easier.
Soon the gift guide conceit became so popular that we started getting overwhelmed again with the bounty of servicey-advterorials overflowing, cornucopia-like, from the internetty horn of plenty instructing us on whom to bestow our ill-gotten currency-waste in order to express a more specific brand of seasonal-gimmick-based love.

That's why I've put together this handy Holiday Gift Guide Guide, to help you narrow down which of the guides from the roughly 100% of publications putting out their own/skirting around pay-for-play content ethics. Read the rest.


I don't know, man, I saw this piece of shit and I figured I'd better spend some cash on you so you wouldn't think I'm a cheap prick. Pretty sure it sucks and you're not gonna like it, but I went ahead and drove to the store, spent money on it, put it in a box and wrapped it in paper then sat here and looked at you open it because that's what the invisible judge in the air expects us all to do around this time of year. Just gonna go ahead and assume you won't like it, so here's the receipt. You've probably got some time to go stand in line at Target for 17 hours to exchange my forty dollars worth of friendship in late December/ early January right? 

Whatever happened to the good old fashioned Christmas gift-giving spirit? The one where you slowly, piece by piece, smuggled your taste into someone else's home by forcing them to own shit that you wish they appreciated just so you could like them better? I used to call that move the Christmas Trojan Horse. 

Sunday, December 23, 2012

This Week's Top 5 Songs on the Hot 100 are the Best/Worst



Jake Zavracky, the nation's foremost alternate history music critic, has taken a look at this week's top singles on the hot 100 chart. This is what he learned. More from Jake here.

#1 Bruno Mars - Locked Out of Heaven 

Oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah yeah. EURRGH! Oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah yeah. EURRGH! These are the sounds that one hears when one has been locked out of heaven for too long. There is an acceptable amount of time to have been locked out of heaven and that amount of time has been exceeded by Bruno Mars. This leaves him no choice but to say "yeah" over and over again while his presumably gigantic friends grunt in the background. He's never believed in love or miracles but now he has met someone that makes him feel like he's been locked out of heaven for too long, and that's a good way to feel?

Bruno Mars can sing.

Saturday, December 22, 2012

Luke O'Neil The Top 100 Things Luke O'Neil Wrote in 2012 Luke O'Neil



I wrote somewhere in the range of 1000 blog posts and newspaper articles this year, and you probably never saw me post about any of them on Facebook or Twitter or on this site, so you likely didn't even have any idea I was up to anything at all. I apologize for that.  It's pretty safe to say that the vast majority of them were mediocre to shitty at best, so I've picked out a few of my favorites from the things I wrote this year on music, drinking, politics, and how horrible everything is from PTSOTL, Bullett, the Boston Globe, Boston Phoenix, Slate, Huffington Post, Wall Street Journal, Interview Magazine, Vice, Alternative Press, MTV Buzzworthy, and your mom's Facebook wall for you, the person that doesn't exist that would want such a thing. I know you're probably inundated with your typical Top 100 Things Luke O'Neil wrote this year from all of the other blogs, but this is the definitive one. 

Why Are Christmas Songs All So Weird and Offensive?


thinks Christmas songs are offensive. She is correct in this matter, and she would know about offensive songs, since her last post for PTSOTL was this classic Unfortunately, pedo-wave songs are kind of awesome. Here are some of the worst offenders.

Today is the Winter Solstice, and in the Pagan religions it is hailed as the great returning of the light. In simpler times, people would gather tree branches to start hearth fires and feast together in thanks that soon the dark days would give way to warmth again. 

In order to more easily convert the Pagans to Christianity, this celebration period was absorbed by the Catholic church and used to celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ. From that great combination sprung a wealth of Christmas traditions. Santa Claus, or Saint Nicholas with his many toys and reindeer, was taken from the Northern Lands. The decoration of a fir tree, or Christmas tree, was taken from the Germans. And the Nativity Scene was developed from the Vatican traditions. 

Since the tale of Jesus' birth was mainly told in churches, music became an important part of the celebratory process. There are scores of songs written about Christmas. Most talk about the birth of Jesus Christ however, and in a world where being politically incorrect, or socially or religiously exclusive can cause law suits, many non traditional songs needed to be written. Despite the fact that these songs were written to prevent religious offense, many of them are wildly offensive in other ways. Here's an example of a few of them.

Friday, December 21, 2012

Link Dump: An All EDM Ratio Station, Ricardo Donoso's Jungian Ambient, Newtown's Real Victims, + Web Journalism Saved!



Is America Finally Ready for an All EDM Radio Station?

Finally recognizing that this whole E.D.M. thing that the kids are fingering each other to in public isn’t going anyway anytime soon, the ground was broken on Thursday night for a radio station that the owners are calling “the first real E.D.M. station in the country.”
That’s great news on its face, if only because anything that wrests the country’s radio stations away from their Ms. Havisham-like vice-grip on nostalgia-fetishishism should be considered a step in the right direction. Read the rest at Bullett

Donoso puts the thoughts of Carl Jung into song

In the writings of Carl Jung, the concept of “the shadow” represents the unconscious parts of our personality, like those negative traits that we work to repress.

The idea behind “assimilating the shadow,” wherein we recognize that shadow for what it is and try to incorporate it into our personalities, producing a more fully developed self, is a fitting one for an electronic artist. It’s especially fitting for an artist such as Ricardo Donoso, whose most recent record, “Assimilating the Shadow,” takes its name, and much of its framework, from these ideas. Read the rest in the Boston Globe

Who’s Feeling the Fall Out from the Newtown Shooting?

With news today that the Discovery Channel will no longer air two gun-themed programs, American Guns and Ten Nugent’s Gun Country, the list of people effected by the tragedy in Newtown is growing. To keep you updated, here is that list. Read the rest.  

Web Journalism Is Saved! The Game-Changing NYT Piece Everyone is Freaking Out Over

While we’re often quick to point out when the New York Times does something dumb or worthy of scorn, we have to give credit where it’s due, because this new piece Snow Fall: The Avalanche at Tunnel Creek by John Branch is a pretty masterful blend of interactive web design, readability, and reporting. Read the rest.


Thursday, December 20, 2012

The 10 Songs You Need to Listen to Before ‘the End of the World’



Publications everywhere are putting together playlists for the end of the world, like this one from the Independent, featuring such surprising songs as “It’s the End of the World As We Know It” by R.E.M. and “Until the End of the World” by U2 and this one from the Miami Herald featuring “It’s the End of the World As We Know It” by R.E.M. and  “The End of the World” by Skeeter Davis and “The End” by the Doors,  and this one from the Chicago Tribune featuring “The End” by The Doors, and ”The End of the World” by Skeeter Davis, and this Huffington Post list featuring “It’s the End of the World As We Know It” by R.E.M. and “The End” by The Doors and “The End of the World” by Skeeter Davis and “Until the End of the World” by U2, and this one from the Atlanta Journal Constitution featuring “It’s the End of the World As We Know It” by R.E.M. and “The End” by The Doors and “The End of the World” by Skeeter Davis, and this one from McClatchy featuring, well, you’re never going to guess the songs they picked, but here’s a hint, just like every other one of these stupid fucking lists, Muse, and Johnny Cash, and Europe, and Blue Oyster Cult, and Def Leppard.

The thing is, all of those songs are awesome, the soul-crushing, oppressive monotony of the cliche notwithstanding. We tried to think outside the box for our playlist for your End of the World Party here, because if you’re the type of person shitty enough to actually believe in this nonsense, then this is what you deserve.

Listen to the songs here

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

This Week In Stupid: Instagram Rage, Bill O’Reilly, Victoria’s Secret, Ben Affleck For Senate & More


INSTAGRAM NOW OWNS YOUR SOUL Congratulations are in order to the NRA and the gun advocates of the world for somehow engineering the genius coup of siphoning off all of the internet’s ire by convincing Instagram to announce that they would maybe, potentially, some day, possibly, use one of your #nofilter #selfies in an advertisement that some company would want for some reason. You’ll be aware of this fact by outraged posts from the same friends who shared that a couple of weeks ago whining about it all dayHere’s a #selfie of me above that any companies out there looking to advertise rugged masculinity and/or the effects of cigarette smoking on aging can feel free to use.

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Journaljism: Will Ben Affleck run for Senate in Massachusetts?

Affleck, doing politics stuff


Now that it seems likely that John Kerry will be appointed Secretary of State, some people are speculating that a certain Cantabrigian "might be" hypothetically considering a run for the empty spot. Many are asking if Ben Affleck will run for Senate in Massachusetts? And the answer to that question is no, don't be fucking stupid. 

CBS Boston's Jon Keller is kicking the can down the road anyway for some reason, and other news outlets are reporting on it as if it's an actual thing. "Could a Hollywood star be among the potential candidates if and when John Kerry’s Senate seat opens up?" he asks in this piece.

No. 

Monday, December 17, 2012

Tattoo-Shaming New Bridal Industry Growth Trend says NYT

julieharrisphotography.com


Because there aren’t already enough industries bamboozling women during one of the most stressful times of their lives into spending money on more useless shit they don’t need to impress people who ultimately don’t care on a day that’s literally supposed to be about you and one other person, the New York Times had a report recently on the new trend of brides covering up tattoos on the day of their nuptials. “Many Brides Choosing to Hide Their Tattoos” the piece announces, (which, just so we’re clear, everyone knows that when a newspaper trend piece uses the phrasing “many people are __ ” that means “the three we tracked down in time for deadline”, right?).

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Sunday, December 16, 2012

In Shameful, Empty Gesture New England Patriots Owners to Donate Pittance to Victims of Newtown Massacre






Prior to tonight's game against the San Francisco 49ers, the New England Patriots will light 26 flares and hold a moment of silence to memorialize the victims of the Newtown, Connecticut tragedy. They will also wear the town of Newtown stickers on their helmets pictured above. Many other teams have offered similar recognition of the shooting, including the New York Giants, who wrote S.H.E.S. (Sandy Hook Elementary School) on their helmets. Individual players chose to honor the dead in their own special way, including the Houston Texan's J.J. Watt, who wrote "Newtown, CT" on his gloves.  As ESPN reported  "Two players who wear No. 26 joined hands with the coaches of the St. Louis Rams and Minnesota Vikings in tribute to the victims of the school massacre..." 26 being, of course, the number of children and teachers who lost their lives yesterday, and having sports guys stand there with that number for a few minute seems meaningful somehow. 

UPDATED FOR MY A SIGNIFICANT MISTAKE BELOW.*

Each one of these gestures is emptier than the next, but at least it's doing something, right? Because what can you do? What can anyone do other than to pray and remember and hope really, really hard that nothing like this ever happens again? More concrete, non magic-based gestures might seem more appropriate, particularly if you're in a position to give them, like the Kraft family who own the New England Patriots.  The Krafts, in a selfless gesture of good will, have pledged to donate to the town and the families who lost their kindergarteners at the hands of a mass-murderer.

Friday, December 14, 2012

Protect the innocent UPDATE


I'd respect gun rights cowards more if they spent more time on the "security of a free state" than the tyranny of babies and mall shoppers. And stop trying to shift the focus of the issue to "mental health", unless you're talking about how insane it is to worship instruments of murder. I wrote this last year after the last worst tragedy in this country that no one could have ever possibly seen coming, and, surprisingly!, it's also still true, because nothing has changed. This part, in particular, is still relevant: 
"And could someone explain this to me, please: when exactly is a good time to try to score  political points? When your politics don't happen to be in the news that day looking guilty as sin? When there isn't a deluge of information to point to about how fucked up your approach to political disagreements is?  This sort of thinking is like a guy in court telling the prosecutor it's not fair to try to score a conviction with all his fancy evidence. Be awful nice if people could wait till the heat blows over, right?"
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Using a tragedy like the shooting in Arizona to score cheap political points is pretty despicable.  That's what we're being told anyway. It's mostly coming from right-leaning pundits and bloggers,  you will not be in any way surprised to hear, like this fellow .

"First, it is sad to see folks immediately politicize such a tragedy. If your first response to such an event is to think of Sarah Palin, something is wrong," writes Matt Lewis, from something called Politics Daily." I don't want to be right, then, I reckon.

Using a tragedy like this to make valid political points, however, is necessary. Even on dick joke blogs. 

Thursday, December 13, 2012



Anyone who saw this must-read post last month, calling the promoted posts system on Facebook the “biggest bait and switch in history”, or, you know, literally any single person who has logged onto the site lately, will have recognized that there is something fishy going on with the content we’re seeing in our news feeds. I can’t remember the last time I’ve been afforded an uninterrupted, unfiltered look at the actual posts being shared by my friends. Although I have a couple thousand people I’m supposed to be interacting with, in theory, my feed seems to stay stagnant, with the occasional update from a handful of people, and, more importantly, from companies and businesses who are obviously paying to get to the top of my stream. That would be bad enough on its own, if at least somewhat understandable—Facebook is a free service, after all, and I’m not required to use it. But a new behavior may just be a bridge too far.

As Bernard Miesler points out , many of us are also starting to see phantom likes and interactions between our friends and companies that they never even initiated themselves, rise to the top of our pages. Even worse, it’s happening with people who are dead, or who would never have liked the company in question in the first place. Sometimes it’s both.

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Not surprised this Avril X Nickelback cover of 'How You Remind Me' is good



Oh I get it now, that whole Avril Lavinge Chad Kroeger marriage thing was probably just a marketing tie-in for her cover of Nickelback's "How You Remind Me" which appears on the soundtrack for the anime film "One Piece Film Z." In what will come as a surprise to no one who has ever spoken to me about music for more than thirty seconds, it's pretty good! Can't wait to see what sort of groundbreaking Nickelback jokes everyone comes up with for this and literally every other thing either of these two do ever again for the rest of our lives.

 Listen below.

Woman Arrested with Cocaine Breast Implants



I always said that the whole snorting coke off of someone's tits thing was a dorky joke that only people who've never tried cocaine or tits make, but snorting coke from inside someone's tits? I'd try that once. From the AP:

Gawker: America’s #1 Sensationalist Photo-Shaming Blog/Sensationalist Photo Blog



Gawker, the nation’s media conscious, has a post today criticizing the New York Post for running a photo on the cover of a man about to be murdered on the streets of New York City. “To paraphrase Marge Simpson,” Cord Jefferson writes, “the Post turned into a snuff film fanzine so gradually, I hardly even noticed.” Included along with the post is the photo in question.

A couple of weeks ago, Gawker, blog game Jeremy Bentham, introduced a discussion about the ethical implications of the Post publishing a photo of a man about to be run over by a subway train on its cover. Included along with the post is the photo in question.

Yesterday, Gawker, New York City Word Press ombudsman, ran a post about US magazine publishing a paparazzi photo of Anne Hathaway’s vagina. In October they published a shaming expose about a Reddit contributor responsible for moderating forums in which photos of unsuspecting women and girls are shared. Included along with the former post is the celebrity vagina in question. Earlier they ran a post called Despite Takedown Notice, Reddit’s Creepiest Community Is Still Sharing Your Nudes following on the heels of Ladies: 8,000 Creeps on Reddit Are Sharing the Nude Photos You Posted to Photobucket. Included along with both posts were images of said photos.

Read the rest.

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

The Indisputable, Definitive 20 Best Songs of 2012 List



We filter through so many songs on any given day that it can be almost impossible to even remember what it is we were freaking out about yesterday, never mind 11 months ago. Did we even know each other in February? We were so young and innocent back then. In that way, year-end “Best Of!” lists are like a sped-up exercise in surprisingly proximate nostalgia, which is probably a metaphor of some sort. Or maybe they’re more like a bookmark tab for the infinitely expanding data dump that is the content folder we keep on our brain desktop in the space where useful information used to go? Maybe it’s just a click-bait post to trick you into visiting our website?

These 20 songs below may not have technically been the best of the year, because obviously that’s an empty marketing construct, but they were the ones that I actually kept coming back to again and again, and that has to mean something, right? As is often the case, it’s a mix of predictable winners, minor-trolling to shock you with how #DGAF we are, and really weird-seeming choices that are probably the most sincere ones of them all.

See the picks here
Listen to the playlist on Spotify here

Saturday, December 8, 2012

Non-American Psy expresses extremely popular worldwide Anti-American opinion, Americans surprised

those explosions don't seem so goofy now do they?

Congratulations to everyone who was looking for yet another reason to hate "Gangam Style" by South Korea's Ricky Martin, Psy, because, as you've no doubt heard by now, it's come to light that he performed an explicitly anti-American song in 2004 with the lyrics:

"Kill those fucking Yankees who have been torturing Iraqi captives. Kill those fucking Yankees who ordered them to torture. Kill their daughters, mothers, daughters-in-law, and fathers. Kill them all slowly and painfully."  

Allow me to be among the many to blow your minds by saying this "Kill American" schtick is the first thing I've heard Psy do that actually makes me like him. Too bad, much like we did when we stopped listening to Bob Marley, Bob Dylan, Neil Young, John Lennon, Public Enemy, Eminem, M.I.A., Bruce Springsteen, Green Day, The Dixie Chicks, and on and on, we're going to have to now express extremely well-thought-out and in no way reactionary opinions about his anti-war rhetoric to prove how much we love the homeland and support the troops. 

As has been widely reported, the song was performed was done at a time of widespread protest for the Iraq war in South Korea: 
The concert was held after the decapitation of Korean missionary by Islamic militants in Iraq helped crystallize anti-U.S. military sentiment in South Korea. Two years earlier, two American soldiers had been acquitted of negligent homicide in the case of two 13-year-old Korean girls who were struck and killed by an American military vehicle. At the time, Psy was "among the most outspoken" pop stars in protesting the acquittal and the U.S. status of forces military agreement, according Korea Times (as quoted in Busan Haps); a YouTube video of Psy, face painted gold, smashing a miniature American tank model during a 2002 concert, was recently removed over "copyright claims."
The singer, who did not actually write the song, and is still set to perform as part of the "Christmas in Washington" concert at which President Obama and his family will be in attendance, (I wonder if conservatives are going to have anything to say about that?), issued an apology today, saying, in part "While I'm grateful for the freedom to express one's self, I've learned there are limits to what language is appropriate and I'm deeply sorry for how these lyrics could be interpreted...I will forever be sorry for any pain I have caused by those words."

Naturally, many Americans are up in arms about the news anyway, but did you know this? Psy is actually not an American? And many, many people in countries around the world don't support every fucking thing that this country's military does? Weird, right? 

I'm not saying don't stop listening to his music, which you were probably already going to do anyway, but don't do it because of this, otherwise here's a list of other anti-war songs and musicians you're going to have to cut out as well: 

Friday, December 7, 2012

PTSOTL's Guide to Holiday Gift Guides



It used to be that we would stress out over what specific consumer items we would obligatorily and indifferently foist into the unhinged maws of our friends and families like dropping a fistful of rusty nickels into the gloved-hands of the guy selling flowers on the side of the on-ramp before peaceing the fuck out of their vicinity and back to our couches and TVs, but then the idea of the holiday gift guide was born, and wasting your money on bullshit no one wants for people you barely realize exist the other 11 months of the year built by soot-faced Asian urchins, and marketed by cynical vultures became a lot easier.

Soon the gift guide conceit became so popular that we started getting overwhelmed again with the bounty of servicey-advterorials overflowing, cornucopia-like, from the internetty horn of plenty instructing us on whom to bestow our ill-gotten currency-waste in order to express a more specific brand of seasonal-gimmick-based love.

That's why I've put together this handy Holiday Gift Guide Guide, to help you narrow down which of the guides from the roughly 100% of publications putting out their own/skirting around pay-for-play content ethics.

Master Race Army Plans One Step Closer to Completion with New Giselle/Brady Child



Condolences, pitiful beta-humans, because you’ve just inched one step closer to your evolutionary irrelevance today. Supermodel Gisele Bündchen and All-American sentient action figure Tom Brady have announced phase two of their insidious plot to populate the world with a master race of über kinder with the successful launch of The Second, code name “Vivian Lake.”

Bündchen announced the next step in human progress via her Facebook page today, writing:
We feel so lucky to have been able to experience the miracle of birth once again and are forever grateful for the opportunity to be the parents of another little angel. Vivian Lake was born at home on December 5. She is healthy and full of life. Thank you all for your support and well wishes. We wish you and your families many blessings .
The message was then repeated in Portuguese, as a reminder that none of us, no matter where we live in this increasingly irrelevant prehistoric culture, will be safe from the impending cleansing power of these two titans’ loin-chemistry.

Read the rest.

Thursday, December 6, 2012

The Worst Songs Nominated for Grammy Awards This Year


The Grammy nominations were announced last night providing, as usual, a pretty good encapsulation of the year in music, and further proof that everyone has awful taste. For real though, aside from like 75 of the nominations, there were some good picks in here. Hard to argue with lineup for Record of the Year anyway:

“Lonely Boy” – The Black Keys; “Stronger (What Doesn’t Kill You)” -  Kelly Clarkson; “We Are Young” – Fun. featuring Janelle Monáe;  “Somebody That I Used to Know” – Gotye Featuring Kimbra; “Thinkin Bout You” – Frank Ocean; “We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together” – Taylor Swift

I mean, I still will, but it would be hard, because that would require me listening to The Black Keys.
Here are the most egregious picks in some of the major categories. See all the nominees here.

Read the rest at Bullett.

Wednesday, December 5, 2012

The best unused movie-ending one-liners



Because movies should be like blog posts: end with a kicker and not make any sense. The Visceralist offers up some free advice for aspiring screenwriters out there on how to go out in style. Read his last piece for PTSOTL Slangin: How to Talk Like a Contemporary Idiot.

Ever since Michael Corleone told his wife "Don't ever ask me about my business, Kate." screenwriters have been trying to outdo each other by trying to write the most gangsta cinematic line OF ALL TIME. And, yeah, there have been a few viable contenders since then. Phil Leotardo telling that woman who was an affiliate of Tony's on The Sopranos "Next time, there won't be a next time." after he shot at her through a phone book (but the bullet didn't go all the way through). Tony Montana talking about his balls. Heath Ledger saying "Jack Twist, I swear..." But, unfortunately, nothing has really blown minds all to heck recently (right commentariat?). Luckily for y'all though, your boy Vissy has come up with a few on spec. Feel free to disburse as y'all see fit.

Line : Your suspicions are right - that is my son. But I'm gonna let you raise him.
Context: Some drama where some underling has cuckolded the boss - which the boss only realizes at the end. Likely delivered as the underling is dying. His last words!

Line : You could die tomorrow...and my first concern would be: Is tonight's episode of The Simpsons a new one?
Context: Someone who's reached their wit's end with a friend or loved-one and wants to express how they're ready to write them off completely.

Musician Jay-Z Rides Subway, Doesn’t Recognize Famous Brooklyn Artist



Jay-Z, a well known New York musician rode the subway to his job, much like a regular asshole, such as, for example, i.e. you and me, and what a laugh it was, because he’s too rich for the subway. He even talked to people, like this white old lady Ellen Grossman, who happens to be an artist from Brooklyn well known for her topographical drawings and sculptures. Gawker thought it was cute that an old white lady didn’t know who Jay-Z was on sight, and was nice enough to treat her like a normal human being while the cameras were rolling filming a documentary with the express purpose of humanizing him. Read the rest.

Tuesday, December 4, 2012

Sorry Liberals, ‘Homeland’ is Actually Security State Propaganda



Everyone loves Homeland. You love it. President Obama loves it. The “gritty” “realistic” Showtime series won four Emmy Awards this year, including Best Drama, besting everyone else’s favorite criminality porn series Breaking Bad, no easy feat. Critics fawn over its “sophisticated ethical ambiguity” and the “difficult questions it raises” about our current political climate, but the reality is it’s just another exercise in glorified security state propaganda.

It’s something I’ve been saying for a while now, (even as I tune in every week), where I expressed frustration with the show’s black and white depiction of “brown.” While the ostensible anti-hero Brody is given agency and motivation for his “terrorist” sympathies, the balance of the drama’s antagonists are empty cyphers of stereotypical anti-American “evil-doing.” It’s enough to make a viewer scan the interminable opening-credits for a Donald Rumsfeld co-writer credit. Read the rest.

Weird, This Ke$ha and The Strokes Collaboration Might Be the Song of the Year



Ke$ha’s new record Warrior came out today, and it’s a predictably hook-heavy collection of radio-and club-ready ‘bangers.’ Who wrote this thing thing, Captain Hook? Peter Hook? TJ Hooker?  They should’ve checked if any of those dudes were available for co-producer credits, they asked everyone else.

Instead, she had to settle for the likes of Max Martin and Dr. Luke and Benny Blanco, dudes who eat hooks for breakfast, then digest them and produce perfectly formed little hooky bowel movements. As I pointed out in a review, the multi-writer, multi-producer approach is for both good and ill on the record. The songs are all brilliant, top to bottom, but sometimes they end up sounding like exactly what they are: a team of engineers elbowing each other aside to get noticed. Read the rest.

Monday, December 3, 2012

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Saturday, December 1, 2012

Working on the brand: an interview with Luke on Eater

Photo by Rachel Leah Blumenthal

Sorry, this is really turning into a heavy dose of personal branding promotion this week. I guess I took that stuff I wrote about 'improving yr brand' to heard. Ehh, get your own blog if you don't like it.

Eater Boston, one of the only websites I actually read (I can never think of websites) ran an interview with me on Friday as part of their cocktail week series. I talk about Boston's Cocktail Past, Present And Future and generally don't sound like too much of an idiot. If there's one thing I actually want anyone to take away from it, it's the piece of advice toward the end about trying something new every time you go out for a drink. It's only like $10, stop being such a fucking pussy, it's not going to ruin your night if you get something it turns out you don't like so much and you have to stand there for like 15 minutes drinking it. 

What first drew you to cocktails? I didn't even really like drinking through most of my early twenties - I was never much of a drinker, but I just found out that I wasn't drinking the right stuff. I was like "this is weird, this vodka cranberry is gross, I don't like the taste of it, I guess I don't like drinking." People talk about their gateway cocktail or their epiphany. I don't remember where it was, I just remember having a Manhattan, a really well made Manhattan, and it just blew my mind. I was like wait a minute, this is something that is much different than what I've been drinking my whole life as a young idiot. It immediately turned me on and I was just kind of hooked from there. 


Visual proof that I've hated myself since I was a kid

EMO 4 LIFE. #selfharm

Thanks to my sister Amber for being the family historian, because I don't remember shit. Look at that little booger. He had no idea. No fucking idea. 

Here's another one below that proves how it's all been downhill since the 90s for me. 

Link Dump: How's yr personal brand?, NYT's 1st tweet, worst song of the year, Glenn Beck pisses on Obama + more



Does Your Personal Brand Need a Little Work? Try These Steps to Success

I sent an idea for a book proposal to a pretty big publishing house a few months ago. I didn’t expect it to go anywhere, but the friendly editor who passed it up the chain for me came back yesterday with the news that her boss thought “it would be hard to launch a book like this and get it to move because you’re not enough of an established brand.”  

As it happens, I came across a few helpful bits of internet that I thought might give me some insight into how I’m mismanaging my personal brand. This piece from Forbes, ”Build A Personal Brand, Not Just A Career” contained all manner of valuable advice, which I am now eager to install into my brand’s sorely-in-need-of-updating OS....read the rest.

Was This Cringeworthy Tweet Actually the New York Times’ First Ever?

Some devilish genius dug back into the early days of Twitter from 2007 and uncovered the New York Times first ever tweet, which, as far as I can tell, is an actual thing that exists. I suppose I could do some research and figure out if this is just some sort of weird prank, but that sounds suspiciously like fuddy duddy old school reporting, the kind of thing that went out the window the instant this was posted...read the rest

Telephoned’s Covers of the ‘Singles’ Soundtrack Are So Good OMG #9tz Live Again

You young people might not remember this, but there was a time all the way back in the #9tz, when films had relevant soundtracks with carefully curated songs that actually had something to do with the movie in question. Perhaps the height of the golden age of soundtracks from the era (s/o to The Crow and Judgement Night) was Singles, the Cameron Crowe film that defined  grunge-era Seattle for middle-American audience consumption. It was kind of the Girls of the decade, to put it in terms you can relate to, and Bridget Fonda, for whom I will harbor a perpetual boner/crush until the day I die and they find my rotted skeleton in an abandoned apartment years from now, was our Lena Dunham....read the rest.

Glenn Beck Drenches Obama In Urine In New Art World Shocker

Professional and actual troll Glenn Beck has certainly got liberals in a bind with his latest stunt. The hovering, disembodied, gray face of petulance has reacted to a controversial painting on display in Boston that depicts a crucified President Obama wearing a crown of thorns by concocting his own shocking art piece, submerging an Obama figurine in “urine.” (via Gawker)...read the rest.

Worst Song of the Year? Soulja Boy Interns John Boy & Shawty Boy’s Awful Pro-Date Rape Anthema

I guess I don’t really understand all the ins and outs just yet, but I always kind of assumed that being the plankton-eating-parasite-fish-hitch-hiking-a-ride-inside-the-over-sized-whale-teeth-of-a-hip-hop star like Soulja Boy wouldn’t necessitate resorting to date rape when it came to romancing the ladies. Maybe that’s why I’m not a main blow-job-getting-guy? The only thing more offensive than the concept of this song, with lyrics like “she fucked the whole team, we drug that hoe,” is the production values of the video, in which the duo dance in front of a bathroom mirror and cut to footage of Soulja Boy not even really noticing he’s being filmed. Not sure I ever really got what ratchet meant up until now, but I think this is it? Can someone cooler than me chime in here? Oh, also the song; it’s fucking awful, but that was probably obvious.  Cool statue and Sprite s/o though....read the rest.
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