Before there was Twitter providing consolidated, concentrated comments, we tried our hand at some haiku—17 syllables, 5/7/5—to make some observations on what was going on.
It didn’t go anywhere.
So given that everything that’s old is still old but can be tried again, here are three, based on Todd’s interview in Variety, the recurring death hoax of a Canadian artist and Irish eyes’ longing. . .
Rundgren is 68:
“And at this point I’m all in”
Is time at his heels?
Is relevant to Avril
Because both may exist
Add Vedder & Mumford &
Hope for consequence
The Associated Press’ Nekesa Mumbi Moody is reporting that artists are taking credit for other’s songs:
This being the music industry, money is, of course, a factor, since the writers of hit songs can earn more than the singer over the long term. But today’s singers also press for writing credit because it gives them more of a cache, presenting them as more of a “real artist” in comparison with a star who doesn’t write a note.
This has been going on since (at least) the days of Elvis Presley, whose manager would demand songwriters split the publishing with the King. So it goes.
Continue reading I Write the Songs That Make the Whole World Sing
Liz Phair named in new payola lawsuit along with Avril Lavigne and Jessica Simpson. So that’s how you explain hearing “Why Can’t I” and “Extraordinary” on the radio. Busted!
The Glorious Noise compound was alive with laughter after the 45th Annual Grammy Awards concluded last Sunday night. Sure, this year’s show featured numerous artists who made the big decision to actually sing, which is a real milestone, since it happens so rarely anymore. And performances from Eminem, Kid Rock, Sheryl Crow, James Taylor, and Yo Yo Ma were entertaining for different reasons. But in the end, it was just another howler of an award show, and it deserves to be eviscerated. Yes, of course it’s an easy target. But so is MTV’s John Norris. And you don’t see Glorious Noise making fun of that corpse-like fancypants, do you?
What follows then is a quick rundown of this year’s show. Fred Durst is in aggreeance with Glorious Noise that it sucked, and Peace is cool, or something.
Continue reading Don’t Know Why – The 2003 Grammys
There Affectation with a sickly Mien
Shows in her Cheek the Roses of Eighteen,
Practis’d to Lisp, and hang the Head aside,
Faints into Airs, and languishes with Pride—
From “The Rape of the Lock” by Alexander Pope
According to an article in a recent issue of The Journal of Trauma: Injury, Infection, and Critical Care, “Skateboard-Associated Injuries: Participation-Based Estimates and Injury Characteristics” by Kyle, Nance, Rutherford, and Winston, the obvious is sometimes merely the superficial. That is, while people might think that throwing tricks either on ramps or grinding on the streets can be comparatively dangerous, the authors found that skateboarding-related emergency room cases are only half as many as are associated with playing basketball. In fact, those boarders who required hospitalization were likely to have had a crash with a motor vehicle (presumably, pedestrians would suffer similar consequences). The authors conclude, in part, “We found that skateboarding is a comparatively safe sport.”
Things are not what they seem.
Continue reading She Stoops to Conquer