No Room Service Just Snacks and Shit is a new blog wherein a couple of white nerds from Los Angeles make fun of rap lyrics. Yes, on paper, it’s totally offensive, but some of them are actually pretty funny.
“Never let me slip, ’cause if I slip then I’m slippin’.” – Dr. Dre, Nuthin’ But a ‘G’ Thang
If someone came to me and said, “Don’t let me get drunk tonight, because if I get drunk, then I’m going to be drunk…” My response would be, “Are you drunk?”
This is the first thing I’ve ever read by Hipster Runoff, and I’m impressed. If he wasn’t so verbose, I’d probably go back and read his archives, but dude, that shit is long! His hyper-meta-meta-consciousness might not be for everybody, but he makes a lot of interesting points about what it means to be a b(r)and in the FIRST!-dominated internet world today. Animal Collective is a Band Created By/For/On the Internet:
Animal Collective is an important band because they are one of the first ‘transcendent’ independent bands to gather most of their acclaim on the internet. While they probably had a few recordings before every one turned utilized the internet to find the newsest, alt-est music, you can’t really deny that they grew at a healthy rate in internet-acclaim-perception over the past couple of years. If you grow too fast, you will be discarded as inauthentic (The Black Kids). If you grow 2 slowly, no1 ever really identifies with ur brand and think that you are just a newsbit that has been around 2 long for no good reason. The internet is a difficult environment in which to grow because virality rates are difficult to control.
Most ‘revolutionary’ bands that douchebaggy music blogs+news sources+magazines cover have a life before and after the internet. Kind of like college rock bands around the year 2000. Bands like INTERPOL that were ‘good’ but then had to find a new life in an inauthentic altradio context. Or other bands kind of shriveled up and died after the internet made bands ‘release content+memes more frequently’ and some bands were unable to respond. If you think about AnCo, much of their ‘acclaim’ has come in the post-p4k era. Probably gaining a lot of steam back when Pitchfork anointment meant a little bit more to the ‘standard pre-altbro music fan’ who still J.O.ed while reading p4k/there weren’t as many other sources that were ‘unearthing’ bands at the time.
Some might consider the “texty” spelling conventions a little too precious (or something), but it’s hard to deny the awesomeness of a sentence like this: “If u can’t tour + get a room of bros to buy t-shirts and vinyl albums for bros who don’t have record players, then u can’t ‘make it big’ in altville.”
A gangster with a Mac-10 clearly beats a blogger with a MacBook — but only man to man, and only in the neighborhood. What if the goal is world domination? It’s been an innovation and a risk for West to embrace dandified clothes, Japanese cartoons, a circus palette and geek culture. But with the global Asian fusion of Kanye UniverseCity — along with the staggering eclecticism of his music — West has acquired a tremendous following and fortune. He has also all but abandoned the mean-streets regionalism that used to confine hip-hop, when artists boasted chiefly about their loyalty to Brooklyn, Detroit, Atlanta or Compton.
Apparently, Ye is the “hip and male answer to Oprah Winfrey.” Good for him. If you haven’t already, check out Kanye’s blog.
I love this idea because I have been in seemingly countless forgotten bands. It’s also totally in-line with what we try to do here at GLONO, and that’s to highlight the music we love, whether you’ve heard of it or not.
A Where Are They Now? for those who never were, then.
This is a sonic history of the American pop band. Our goal is to capture data about every band to have been formed by teens with that perfect mixture of big dreams and questionable talent in suburban garages, high school music rooms, and college dorms across America. And to preserve them cryogenically with the very dry ice they once merited, for future generations.
Rock and roll has changed a lot of lives, this is a cool project to document it.
The Fall – “Fiery Jack” Ben Gibbard – “To Sing For You” (live) Elvis Costello & The Attractions – “Honey Hush” (live)
That’s two very eclectic live covers back-to-back. Gibbard is, of course, the very talented singer-songwriter of Death Cab For Cutie and The Postal Service. But this is a Donovan song that led off a solo set recorded at the 9:30 Club in D.C. (I think I downloaded it from NPR…jeez, sometimes I feel like I’m straight from central casting: Thirtysomething, corduroy blazer-wearing Brooklyn dad anyone…) The interesting thing is this song highlights how good a songwriter Donovan is. I know what you’re thinking, and yes “Mellow Yellow” is a stupid song.
Great idea. Well executed. What did you listen to on your way to work today?
I remember one time we were opening for R.E.M. in a soccer stadium in Italy. There were 70,000 people there, just an enormous audience. I was really in bad shape trying to get ready to go on stage. I was just sitting in the shower on a chair in the dressing room with cold water raining down on my head because it was the only thing I could do that felt good. The road manager got the local paramedics and they came back and looked at me and said, “What did he take?” It was really hard in broken English to explain that wasn’t really that case. There wasn’t anything they could do for me. I wanted them to give me something to take.
[The Hold Steady’s Tad] Kubler regards fan interaction as an obligation that is cultural, almost ethical. He remembers what it was like to be a young fan himself, enraptured by the members of Led Zeppelin. “That’s all I wanted when I was a fan, right?” he said. “To have some small contact with these guys you really dug. I think I’m still that way. I’ll be, like, devastated if I never meet Jimmy Page before I die.” Indeed, for a guitarist whose arms are bedecked in tattoos and who maintains an aggressive schedule of drinking, Kubler seems genuinely touched by the shy queries he gets from teenagers.
• Jared, perhaps having made the realization he’s actually among the blog scum he so loathes, firmly grabs Stereogum’s arm and begins loudly expressing his displeasure with the question.
• Sensing that the eyeliner-wearing rock goddess might be in danger, a nearby security monkey grabs Stereogum, erases all the data in his camera, and forcibly removes him from the entire venue, severly injuring his left ring finger – his BLOGGING FINGER – in the process.
Can you think of anything nerdier than a c-list TV has-been turned Hot Topix “rockstar” siccing his goons on a blogger? Where’s that insulting puppet dog when you need him?
Our good buddy Scott Smith at Chicagoist seems to be having a sordid email love affair with none other than Richard Marx. Seems Mr. Marx objected to some inaccuracies in a recent Chicagoist post and felt it necessary to let Mr. Smith know. The result being a funny and refreshingly self deprecating exchange between the two that, as Smith says, “proves [Marx]’s got both a sense of humor and the kind of charm that wins him the favor of all the ladies.”
Actually, we don’t swoon for Zune. At least not yet. At least not exactly. You see, we are waiting to hear from Redmond. Waiting for that nice package. The FedEx guy has yet to arrive here at the GloNo office. But we’re sure that he will. With the Zune. That’s right, with Microsoft’s “experience.” This is not just a digital music player. This is an experience. Sure, it comes in three colors. Black, brown and white. We’re not picky. We’ll take any or all. And yes, there is a three-inch screen that will allow us to truly customize the experience that we have with the Zune. When it comes.
Actually, we’re sort of hoping that they send one of each color because that will allow us to, as our friends at Microsoft explain, “spontaneously share full-length sample tracks of select songs, homemade recordings, playlists, or pictures with friends.” We’re friends. We should share. We’re a bit mystified about the adjective “select” in front of songs. Sort of sounds like there are just certain songs that can be shared, doesn’t it? Otherwise, wouldn’t it be that we at Team GloNo would share with one another, and then with our friends, and they with them, and before you know it, Kevin Bacon would have all of the songs on his Zune, which would probably overwhelm the 30 GB capacity. Of course, given that you can only listen to any given tune for three times during a three day period, Kevin’s probably OK and would be able to share his latest homemade recording with Michael. Yeah.