The Other Side of Summer

Joan

2008-07-01T19:45:00.000-07:00

Big WTF I'm Sure.

Sorry for the quality.

That's Numberwang!

2008-07-01T08:59:00.000-07:00

Every once in a while, a sketch comes along that I am really really jealous of. Not because it makes me laugh -- it goes beyond that. A transcendental premise. Numberwang from That Mitchell and Webb Look (on BBC America from across the pond) does that for me.

If you get a chance there's a really good Sound of Young America interview with Mitchell too.

Snubfest

2008-06-12T12:06:00.000-07:00

Meg & I were lucky enough to play SnubFest this year. Lemme just say, Chicago is fantastic. It's nice when a city doesn't punch me in the face (like Los Angeles) and I can come home feeling both happy where I am, and happy there's kindred spirits elsewhere. We also played with a group called 'Chris and Paul' from NYC who did a series of pretty hilarious black outs: MySpace.

Meg did her 'Food Dancer' routine with ease and poise. She hit ever joke with precision and had the audience in the cake-filled palm of her hand. I was also pretty happy with how the Immortal went over.

At the end of our show people stood up and said 'Bravo!' which I thought only happens at the Opera at the turn of the ol' Century. Not true. This was a good pick me up after Philly's SketchFest which I wasn't really happy with my performance at.

By the way, I love baseball:

An Early Record

2008-06-05T18:11:00.000-07:00

One of the first records I owned was free. With the Philadelphia Inquirer, many many years ago, I was the proud reciprient of a McDonald's Menu Contest record. It was given away free with the paper and was oddly square. The deal was, if the listener heard the recording get to the end of the menu which was sing-sung in a sort of 'End of the World as We Know It' sort of way, you got cash money. I haven't heard it in many years -- but thank god for YouTube...

Listening to it again, I remember the immediate excitement I had when Ronald made it to the end -- thinking I won. Then I remember the same exciting feeling returning when he gave the class a second try, falling prey to the assumption they HAD to get it right on the second try. I was young, gullible, and a big fan of sausage mcmuffins without the egg.

What was the first record I bought with my own money? Weird Al's Fat single... setting the bar high for what would become my impeccable music taste.