First Max Payne Movie Trailer Released

I’m holding my breath, but this [doesn’t look half bad.]
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Non-Avett recap

marco:

I didn’t get into the Avett Brothers’ concert… the line was a few hundred people long, and after a third of it entered, they stopped letting people in. I expected a little concert in a small park with maybe a hundred people.

Who would have guessed that a bluegrass banjo duo that nobody’s ever heard of would put on a free show in Manhattan (the bluegrass banjo capital of… nothing) on public property… and be completely booked and inaccessible to nearly everyone who showed up except the incredibly early people?

Know how every college generation finds that one band that’s relatively unknown, so the college kids think they’re being cool by knowing them and playing their songs constantly, then they explode 2 years later?

That’s how Dave Matthews started. For my generation (in college from 2000-2004), it was O.A.R. at first, then Dispatch. I think John Mayer happened next, and I have no idea who the current ones are because I’m not cool enough and nobody tells me anything.

There were a lot of young, cool people there tonight, enthusiastically waiting on line in the uncomfortable, humid summer heat for a chance to see The Avett Brothers. They’re the next one. Trust me.

I don’t mean to call you out, man, but… The crowd for the Avett Brothers is most certainly not the same type of crowd that lined up for OAR or Dispatch four years ago.  Dave Matthews Band, OAR, and Dispatch spoke to the general ‘college populace’ in ways that the Avett Bros. probably can’t (or maybe choose not to?) do.

You have to represent a much larger demographic than the Avett Brothers do to bottle that kind of lightning.  Dave Matthews did it by combining Phish with Hootie and the Blowfish, thereby locking in an audience gradient from the stoner to the mom listening to the top 40.

Young college students don’t flock around small, obtuse, angular acts.  They flock around acts that speak clearly (avoiding the negative connotation of simply, here) and can, if need be, carry a party.

300 people waiting in line to see the Avett Brothers—in New York, no less—is not a cultural phenomenon.  You’d probably see the same thing if it were any other small, culturally accredited act playing a completely free show.

I would imagine that the line would be just as long (or longer) at a free concert featuring similarly-sized acts like Justice, Dr. Dog, or the Dresden Dolls.

Then again, maybe I’m just undervaluing college students musical accuity.

Nope, nevermind, I can hear Rage Against the Machine playing next door.

Man Man “Doo Right” In A Black Cab

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Man Man is quickly rocketing to the top of my “heart chart.”  I mean, if such a thing existed.  Best live show I’ve seen in a while.

Quote:

I’m not doing it. I’m just not. I know I say the same thing every year, but this time I mean it — I am not playing it this year. Seriously, how many times can I possibly be expected to play that stupid song? I bet if you counted the number of times I’ve played it over the years, it probably adds up to, like, a jillion. I’m not even exaggerating. One jillion times. Well, not this year.
This year, I’m just going to say, “Sorry, folks, I’m only playing holiday songs tonight.” Yeah, that’s a good plan. That’s definitely what I’m going to do, and if they don’t like it, tough cookies. It’ll just be tough cookies for them.
But I know exactly what’ll happen. I’ll sit down, play a few holiday songs, and then some drunk jerk will yell out “‘Piano Man,’” and everybody will start clapping, and I’ll look like a real asshole if I don’t play it.
I wonder if they’ll have shrimp cocktail.End quote.

— Michael Ian Black on the topic of What I Would Be Thinking If I Were Billy Joel Driving to a Holiday Party Where I Knew There Would Be a Piano (via about-today)

Contrariwise: Literary Tattoos

Quote:

We pay continuous partial attention in an effort NOT TO MISS ANYTHING. It is an always-on, anywhere, anytime, any place behavior that involves an artificial sense of constant crisis. We are always in high alert when we pay continuous partial attention. This artificial sense of constant crisis is more typical of continuous partial attention than it is of multi-tasking.End quote.

Linda Stone: Continuous Partial Attention
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this certainly rings true.  i always wondered why/how i’d become insanely worrisome.  turns out it’s because i grew up on the internet.  who’d have thunk it.

DON'T CLICK ME IF YOU DON'T WANT TO (MAYBE) RUIN THE SECRET BEHIND LOST

Tyler @ Marginal Revolution provides a pretty convincing theory about Lost and all its mysterious bullshit.  Make sure to read through to the comments to clarify some things.
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indieporn:
Kliszynski Satirizes Porn with Human Dolls
Quote:

Someone selected Ryan Adams. This made me happy for two reasons. The first is that I suspect Adams is something of an underrated semi-genius, and I like the fact that he’s more appreciated in places where nobody cares whether or not Paul Westerberg hates him. The other reason is that I think there’s probably a 98 percent likelihood that Ryan Adams will read this sentence, put down the magazine, walk over to his four-track, and immediately write a psychedelic country song titled “Hey Little Leipzig Girl (I’m Glad You Dug Those Whiskeytown Bootlegs),” which I will be able to listen to on the Internet forty minutes from right now.End quote.

How Foreigners See America - Chuck Klosterman - Esquire

(Klosterman asks 100 German students “Who do you consider the most interesting twentieth-century American — not necessarily the most historically important, but the individual you find most personally compelling?”)

Thirteen Hundred Rats by T.C. Boyle
Quote:

One morning, after she was awakened by her bedside alarm, she sat up and, she recalled, “this fluid came down my face, this greenish liquid.” She pressed a square of gauze to her head and went to see her doctor again. M. showed the doctor the fluid on the dressing. The doctor looked closely at the wound. She shined a light on it and in M.’s eyes. Then she walked out of the room and called an ambulance. Only in the Emergency Department at Massachusetts General Hospital, after the doctors started swarming, and one told her she needed surgery now, did M. learn what had happened. She had scratched through her skull during the night—and all the way into her brain.End quote.

Annals of Medicine: The Itch: Reporting & Essays: The New Yorker

Fascinating dissection of itching.  After reading, I now itch everywhere.

The Storm, by Charles Simic

I’m going over to see what those weeds
By the stone wall are worried about.
Perhaps, they don’t care for the way
The shadows creep across the lawn
In the silence of the afternoon.

The sky keeps being blue,
Though we hear no birds,
See no butterflies among the flowers
Or ants running over our feet.

Trees, you bend your branches ever so slightly
In deference to something
About to make its entrance
Of which we know nothing,
Spellbound as we are by the deepening quiet,
The light just beginning to dim.
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]

ianbroyles:

Very cool to hear an uncut 21 minutes in time. It’s like a podcast interview with George Carlin before podcasts were around.

louisepalanker:

George Carlin shared with us billions of words (seven of which I dare not type) and scores of thoughts and insights and wisdoms.  In the 90s, I did interviews for Premiere Radio Networks and in ‘93, had the great pleasure of interviewing George Carlin.  I have found it.  (raw and uncut)

So tonight, I’ll share this.  Enjoy and remember George Carlin.