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Sneaker Darts And Other Items

If you're as fed up as The Stencil is with local sneaker shops - take an online roadtrip to pickyourshoes.com. The Air Max 90 selection is heavy.
Sneaker Darts [PickYourShoes.com]

What's up with Curbed picking up the official NYTimes sponsorship? I know he writes for them, but dang. Mr. Steele is killing it.
Under New Sponsorship [Curbed.com]

Netflix, Blockbuster, Netflix, Blockbuster - it's all starting to make sense. Read this and that.

Are we seeing a resurgence of online delivery/ordering? UrbanFetch for 2005? Step one: get a better web designer, Step Two: Expand your delivery area.
Beta Version [MaxDelivery.com]

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March 24, 2005

ESTA LOCA

Nick sent this picture of Roxy and Naeem out to make all of us here in New York feel cold and tired, so the above is my reply. Like: Let me tell you why I'm mad. Fuck the WMC: my shit is way more John Blaze than that...

Shit, living SXSW vicariously was bad enough. There is now hateration in the dancerie.

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Schiavo Scorecard: Reps 0, Dems -1, Human Dignity -50,000

Washington Post's Richard Cohen re: Congressional intervention in the Schiavo case:

But for me the real loser was the Democratic Party. It showed that it's almost totally without leadership. If there is a national figure (other than Frank) who stood up and took on the GOP in this matter, his -- or her -- name does not come to mind. In the Senate, oddly enough, it was Virginia's John Warner who pointed out that he opposed the bill -- and he's a Republican, for goodness' sake. The Democrats were nowhere.

COSIGNED.

Where Are the Democrats? [WaPo]

We need to start getting a little Fatman Scoop in the Congressional Democratic diet. Like: VOTE HELL NO, CROOKLYN CLAN, LET'S GOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. Get some fucking energy in those lazy fucks so we can start winning and looking good. BASS DROP.

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Keying It Up

Go ahead and unlock all of those dumb AAC/m4p song files you downloaded from the iTunes Store.

Hear Your Music Anywhere [HymnProject.org]

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March 23, 2005

Zipping Codes

Zip to your code, but make sure to zoom. [Some MIT Nerd] via curbed

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Spam Just Got A Whole Lot Worse

This just came flying into the inbox. Greetings, white man? Those spam kings are getting good.

Posted by Nash at 06:12 PM | Comments (0)

Violence

You may have already seen this, but for those who haven't...

The Minnesota teenager responsible for Monday's high school shooting spree last year created a violent, blood-soaked video that included an animated character shooting four people and blowing up a police car before committing suicide.

Animated Terror [The Smoking Gun]

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Getting Up In The Met

Banksy couldn't get his works into the top NY Museums, so he did it himself.

Dressed as a British pensioner, over the last few days Banksy entered each of the galleries and attached one of his own works, complete with authorative name plaque and explanation.

He says - "This historic occasion has less to do with finally being embraced by the fine art establishment and is more about the judicious use of a fake beard and some high strength glue." Banksy continues -"They're good enough to be in there, so I don't see why I should wait"

Current Exhibitions [Banksy]
Hanging the Art [Wooster Collective]

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Goon Wheats

E*Rock, founder of record label audiodregs and publisher of Thumb, is a talented individual. Check out his animation for Global Goon's "Dead Weird Keks". Shit is real cool and I very much enjoyed it.

Incidentally, Erock's also the brother of E*vax, who used to make pretty electric music by himself, but is now better known as half of Ratatat (aka Cherry).

"Dead Weird Keks" video [audiodregs.com]

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March 22, 2005

Real Life Got Really Real For A Minute But I'm Back

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Posters

Inspired by Rory's new poster for his upcoming party (TORONTO YELL), I sussed out this massive online gallery of show posters.

The cumulative effect of wandering happily through so many posters is kind of like standing on every cool-kid street corner in North America at once. It's like one telephone pole for the whole hemisphere, and EVERYONE'S got a show tonight. A real pleasant visual blast. The posters are wild: some are excellent, some are pleasantly precious, some are real nice, some are spooky and sad, and some are (inevitably) a nightmare.

But since the site's so huge, it's super interesting to just click around and see what's good. There's even one for Lil' Kim. Surprised not to see young Catch in the building, cause you know he was - and remains - real nice with this shit.

Designers Gallery [gigposters.com]

Links via Allen Lorde and Balak, who wants to school dudes on how to draw "boobs" - well, sort of.

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March 21, 2005

Who?

And not M Jones, neither. Naw, just this grade-A certified classic. Think of this as a little coming attraction for Summer, when all your dreams will come true.

You Better You Bet - The Who [mp3]

Limited time only.

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LEAN

The State of Texas takes on the purple. Shit gets good at about page 9. Definitely check page 13, when the State breaks down the science of candycoating:

Regardless, participants said, one should "coat the paper before rolling and it makes a good burn. You could dunk the ends instead, but it'll flame up on you" (19). Nyquil is a recommended substitute when no codeine cough syrup is available (5). According to the same informant, "You can also make a candycoated fry stick, but it's not as good a trip as a regular fry stick." Candyblunts, however, have universal appeal: "white, brown, Chinese, Iranians, Africans - everybody smokes em" (5).

Meanwhile, the online battle about what's really sizzurp rages hard. Some dude from Canada writes:

"you fools down south got it all wrong...in canada we use rectal promethazine suppositories to get properly throwd...just shove a couple pills up your ass, light a blunt and it should kick in about 30 mins...no need to mix it with sprite or whateva...what ya kno about that"

Leaning on Syrup: The Misuse of Opioid Cough Syrup in Houston [PDF] [Texas Commission on Alcohol and Drug Abuse]

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Chops

A to the L has been putting in plenty work chopping & screwing East Coast classics: Biggie, EPMD, Black Moon. Shit, even Madonna gets done. Check for it.

Via Schizophrenic Tenant # 1.

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Real speak on the Schiavo situation from Digby.

Via Dan Froomkin [WaPo].

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GTA: Road Trip

San Andreas polaroid scene. Extremely impressive.

Courtesy of New Gamer via Game Thumb, my new favorite website.

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March 20, 2005

BEEN Rockin MIDI, Ho

Malnu Man & Ja Cohen from Burncopy - aka 424 Sound Monster - have done been doing this here MIDI thing in a very big and downloadable way. Their 2003 (foresight! prescience!) mix sensation Blazin' Blip Blop And Blar & Blee "(re)unites the voices of renowned rap and R&B performers with the faceless musicians who create the ringtones that are broadcasted over cellphones worldwide" - and it sounds lovely enough to blow up Hitler's face.

Plus the whole Burncopy site is bonkers. GBA WarioWare beat in 3 minutes? I ain't heard of that - UNTIL NOW. And the R Kelly snake.

I love the internet.

424 Sound Monster Presents: Blazin' Blip Blop And Blar & Blee
Burncopy [Official Site]

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DeLorean Dead

Automaker John Z. DeLorean died today at age 80. Even though his company ate it in 1983, only lasting 3 years and putting out just 9,000 cars, his name is synonymous with time-travel and a bugged-out Christopher Lloyd.

I didn't know DeLorean crashed and burned so spectacularly:

DeLorean's company collapsed in 1983, a year after he was arrested in Los Angeles, accused in a sting of conspiring to sell $24 million of cocaine to salvage his venture. DeLorean used an entrapment defense to win acquittal on the drug charges in 1984, despite a videotape in which he called a suitcase full of cocaine "good as gold."

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Rockin MIDI, Ho

Shit just sounds better in MIDI. For proof, peep Keith Sweat's classic "Twisted" in MIDI form. Or Hov's "Dead Presidents". You want Killa Cam and Trillville? Cutting Crew? TOK? The Darkness?

MIDI is the old mashup, yall. This dude "190feen" holds me down with all the MIDI bangers over here. Feen's even got The Strokes on lock.

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Budgeting

Hip Hop Capital calls itself "one of the main players in online hip-hop jewelry."
I didn't even know there was an online hip-hop jewelry game, but I guess if there is, then sure, they can be a main player.

Besides, you buy two items - like the 50 Cent spinning belt buckle pictured above ($29.99, with free belt) and, say, the "Thug pendant" ($17.99, with over 60 "cubic zirconia's") - and Hip Hop Capital sends you a free ring.

Hip Hop Capital

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March 19, 2005

Like A Tragedy

I'm not buying the whole "YO IT'S SPRING" deal until shit is consistently hitting 55-60. Right now, it's 47°. Rain tomorrow, back to 37°. And next Wednesday we sposed to get rain and SNOW.

Plus it doesn't even SMELL like spring outside yet. Ask the animals what time it is. They know.

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Same As It Ever Was

In strict biblical terms, On The Go mag begat a whole lot. For proof, check out Julian Bevan's comics, courtesy of that OG Cosmo Baker. This shit is funny because it's still true.

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Breaking News

capsandjones.com has been officially registered. More updates as events warrant.

Elsewhere, Roxy steps up her flyer game for the April 6th SpankRock / Ayres night at Joe's Pub.

Posted by caps at 04:07 AM | Comments (0)

March 18, 2005

WHAT WHAT?

Nore likes getting his ass licked? Uhhh, yo.

Ozone's Groupie Confessions tells all. Hilarious - and definitely disturbing.

Volume 3: Nelly
Volume 2: Cam'ron
Volume 1: Jadakiss

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Future Party

After the Via party this girl who said her name was Jewelz from the Bronx told us that she would come through with her whole set if we kept playing every Friday, so we met her half way: Two weeks from tonight we get it started over at 13 Little Devils. Story is just that they wanted us back, we're broke, and we like playing records. This is going to be a highly collaborative bi-weekly kind of thing: lots of special guests, drink specials, beautiful people, and Dipset bootleg DVDs on the projector.

Flyer front and back.

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Nice Up the Dance

Mind full of brown liquor, Cosmo finds stuff like this regardless.

Scroll down.

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Op-Eders

(No homo)

For any of you who might have missed this, Michael Chabon wrote a dope piece on Jose Conseco today. [NYT]

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Kiss Me I'm Irish Motherchucker

Thank you Mr. Sunshine, you made it so much easier to wake up after three hours of sleep. Spring is three days away, holler. A pox on the fucking L train for making me miss the crowds at Triple Crown (shout to Caps and PJ for sticking around for that last beer). Okay here’s some more nonsense:

If you care at all about Irish people you have to join this email campaign like yesterday
Some more Irish shit a day late
For those who’ve seen my signature move, here’s how it’s done proper
Letterman (was almost) the new Lindberg?

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Very, very young Crack and Lord Finesse.

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March 17, 2005

NY STAND UP: Remedy 718

All-world dj Kenny Meez (Federation) and Cosmo Baker are doing the damn thing tonight at Triple Crown for the Remedy 718 weekly. That is very, very big, so act like it's spring break tonight and roll through. Call a friend and let's go.

Entrance is freeeeeee but the drinks cost money.* (OH YE-AH) But catch me later and they might be free, too.

Oh yeah I almost forgot: TimeOut NY photographer in the building, so look pretty.

*But not much. Plus free rheingold from 10-11.

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She'll Be Home In Three?

Lil Kim: convicted of conspiracy and perjury - facing up to twenty years????

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March 16, 2005

Living Room = Rink

Oh man. Moms ain't happy about THIS at all. Rough-housing just got way realer. Fuck tube socks, player; this is 2005. Everything else is corny.

And the website's got it all: they got a puck you can buy, they got little 8-year-old dudes getting all Mountain Dew extreme with it, they got a shout to Jesus on the front page, they got a "Ramps and Other Stuff" page coming soon... AND you can cop them in Brooklyn. This could be dangerous.

FunSlides [Official Site]

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Richard Hell Poetry Interview

"You think you're flattering me, but you're just being a condescending twat." [BookSlut]

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March 15, 2005

# 21

"Straight out the U / 21 in Buffalo blue..."

aaaaaaaaaaahahahahaha. Willis McGahee's website has an autoloading song about him. TURN UP YOUR SPEAKERS DOG.

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FOX News: Out of a job?

Bush Administration to GAO: government-sponsored "fake news" (a.k.a. propaganda) is perfectly legal, thank you very much.

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Terrifying

The above pictures don't capture it very well, but the snow-capped summit of Mt. Kilimanjaro has melted away for the first time in 11,000 years - and about fifteen years faster than earlier projections.

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The Mobb Aquatic

Music by Woody. Amateur photochop by me.

Shook Ones Pt. II - Charming Man Remix [mP3]

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D Is The New C

Is it me, or were we just talking about this?

As the non-gentrified stretches below 96th Street shrink, there remains Avenue D, the eastern boundary of the East Village that still lives up to its "D is for Death" image, at least among those in the apartment market. Reports the NYT City section, "There is nary a bar in sight. Not a single boutique. The handful of restaurants serve tostones and chicharones, not goat cheese tapas or tuna tartare." The horror... the horror.

Ave D The Final Frontier [Curbed]

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March 14, 2005

Monkey

Spring break time, and the livin(g)'s EZ...

What year is this? 2005? Tell these latter-day Bryans to blow. Everyone came from monkeys, even yall in Kansas.

Propelled by a polished strategy crafted by activists on America's political right, a battle is intensifying across the nation over how students are taught about the origins of life. Policymakers in 19 states are weighing proposals that question the science of evolution.

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March 13, 2005

Cut Copy Killing It

Checked out Cut Copy's first U.S. show last night at Crash Mansion. Sure it was three skinny white guys wearing tight clothes, but this was a little different. These guys were really humble and you could really feel their anxiety and excitement performing for the first time in NY. So what did they do? Killed it, absolutely killed it. They're MPC fiends, they switch instruments on the fly, and play their guitars in the audience. All in all, an awesome show. Hopefully these guys see some greater success in the future, because they deserve it. There was also a celeb sighting: Famke Janssen.

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March 12, 2005

Five Stars

The dude Geoffrey at injection puts you up on things. This is the kind of shit I like to read on a Saturday afternoon: clear and sharp, kinda like this Brooklyn afternoon.

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One thousand words about last night, courtesy of the Aj.

PS: That isn't just artistic license - dudes really did have lighters up!

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NCAA

Apropos of nothing except my birth: UB plays Ohio tomorrow night in the MAC tourney championship. Winner goes to NCAA tournament. Televised on ESPN2 at 7 PM EST.

PS: Party was big fun. Your boy did good. Pictures soon. Shout to everyone checking us out for the first time.

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March 11, 2005

The ATL Situation Is Not Funny At All, But This Guy Is

An F.B.I. agent closes the back doors to a vehicle as a group of agents loaded up at an Atlanta shopping center, Friday, March 11, 2005, to join the search for Brian Nichols, the suspect in the shooting of Superior Court Judge Rowland Barnes, his clerk and a Fulton County Deputy. Nichols was on trial for rape in the courthouse. (AP Photo/Ric Feld)

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Happiness Is Shouting Bingo!

Good thing Dusk picked up on that website, reminds me of the tables nightmare only a whole lot better. The funny thing is that not only are they playing tonight at North Six, and tomorrow at Mercury Lounge - they're crashing at my friend's house. Need to get some design tips from them, since they make Jessica Rabbit look a bit pathetic.

Check out the MP3 below, one of the better cuts from their album. Reminds me of some Trouble Man, all T Playing Cool - one of my top ten of all time.

Now it's drinking time. See you in 72 hours.

Menomena - Nebali (MP3)

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This website is fucking official. I feel like I could really learn a lot from these dudes. I wish I wasn't at work drinking cheap coffee trying to finish treleven things or I would spend all day with my new website pal. Jewels be jingling.

Menomena

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Spring Break

As of 12:20 PM EST, your boy has officially made it to "Spring 2005 Academic Recess" - AKA SPRING BREAK HOLLER. Don't get it twisted though - my Spring Break will look way more like this than like this. Reminds me of my old grade school spring breaks, which were invariably spent:
(a) playing video games for days,
(b) playing football in the parking lot across the street (Black Rock yell!) and
(c) desperately trying to figure out what being a teenager was going to be like by soaking up hours and hours of vicarious MTV Spring Break experience.

By the end of sixth grade spring break, I was almost happy to go back to school. Things done changed. Quick round up, cause I'm bout to get my Friday record shop on:

· Via party tonight. Me and Jones doing it extra huge. Come through.

· FBI says Biggie case officially closed. "Who shot Biggie Smalls? If we don't get them, they gon get us all..."

· MTV Smut Peddlers! Parents Television Council vs. MTV Spring Break 2004. Read out loud for best effect.

· Extra big shout to Chris over at lemon-red for holding the world down with such quality mp3s. Like every day. Makes me wish I had my old Jeep back.

· Yellaboy and the Street Pharmacy fam come through with about a billion doses of the slow syruppy shit.

· Been out for a minute, but I am really feeling the beat under 40 Cal on this License to Kill shit. Heat. (Link via Ayres.)

· Finally, welcome Miss Jessica to the stencil fam. Remember that she can't help it. She's just drawn that way.

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Painting for Sweethearts

This is super fun. Very, very worth twenty-two minutes of your Friday morning. It's like directing your own Nickolodeon promo spot, circa 1987. "Click anywhere to begin expressing" - how civilized.

Shout & love to AJB for putting me up, as usual...

Hey ya(ll): It's FRIDAY!!!

artPad [art.com]

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March 10, 2005

Some what shit. Turn B&W photos and videos into color using squiggly lines. Huh?

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FADER's new online self is getting real good. It's kinda like what the posse cut would sound like on young Catch's album.

Favorite so far is the open letter to Andre 3000. So necessary.* Shout to dudes over there for getting it in with style and grace.

* Shit, I remember when my man from FADER was over in the dorm room at the turn of the century, playing me cuts off the advance copy of Stankonia, talking bout how Dre was channeling Jimi in dreams and about to play him in a movie. Five years later & I'm like, huh?

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Stepping to a

Our boy P has some grisly tales from this line (smashed bodies, Russian prostitutes), and last night the G took another victim. Patrick Elasik, 26, who co-founded Mass Appeal, died on contact with the third rail (it's electric). He was crossing the tracks after he realized he had entered on the wrong side. Very sad news, RIP.

Mag publisher electrocuted by third rail [NYDN]

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You know, some of you missed my birthday. $13.95 buys you a ticket out of the doghouse. Cheap!

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Welcome To The Web

I remember when I took some HTML classes at school, and one of the first amazing and super advanced hypertext markup language coding structures they teach you is the concept of tables. Tables are useful when properly implemented, but just like frames, they can turn very very ugly. Obviously someone had a shitload of fun making this. If you visit the main page, you'll be treating to some other outstanding HTML goodies.

The Ultimate Tables Nightmare [EOBCards]

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Vancity

Vancouver's Paul Devro holds down British Columbia. Be sure to check out his "Escolade Bumps": MIA, Amerie, Tasha, etc. for when you've got your limo tint thing happening. Canada stand up; this picture alone has me plotting my next move.

Posted by caps at 11:17 AM | Comments (0)

Science: Working Hard For YOU!

Scientists at Dartmouth have figured out why you secretly like Kelly Clarkson's "Since U Been Gone." Apparently there's a "brain itch" involved. Love that.

In other news, scientists at Ottawa's National Research Council have been investigating snow's unique acoustic properties. As a kid, I built "snow chairs" in my backyard after Buffalo blizzards and stared up at the puprle/orange night sky for as long as I could take the cold. Thus, I can independently confirm the special silence offered by fresh snow without equivocation: it's true!

How tunes get stuck in your head [BBCnews]
Scientists studying the sound of snow [San Antonio Express News]

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March 09, 2005

8 Years Later

I posted what I believe what his greatest live performance of all time a few weeks back, and I think it's important to revisit that MP3. In my opinion, it's greatest of all time, hands down. They're so blown away by his verses, they let him start swearing on live radio. Biggie simply changed the entire landscape of hip-hop, and while it's sad he's gone - we have to be happy for his indelible imprint, which will be around forever.

Wake Up Show Freestyle - Notorious B.I.G. (MP3)

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R.I.P.

5/21/1972-3/9/1997

He was only 24, and already the greatest. We miss you Big.

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March 08, 2005

Only A Temporary Delay

Dusk and I took a long walk deep past Poland, and into Mob country, almost crossing the river to enter the next body of land - Queens. While we saw a great many odd and depressing things along the way, the best Greenpoint item du jour was found the day before, along scenic McGuinness Boulevard. Before you click on the thumbnail to see the larger version - I apologize for the camera phone quality and the god awful Photoshop job that may confuse rather than aid the viewer. With that being said, this billboard had one of the most amazing typos I've ever seen. It read "What I could smile before I was born."

Click for larger version

A truly deep question that can be interpreted a number of ways. Some typographical changes after the jump.

"What? I could smile before I was born?"
"What I could smile, before I was born?"
"What I could smile before. I was born."
"What! I could smile before I was born?"
"What, I? Could smile? Before I was born?"

OK. The idiocy stops here.

Posted by Nash at 04:36 PM | Comments (0)

Like A Lion

Filthy out there, man. I know I'm playing the role of the Flanders next door, steady spouting pat weather observations (Cold enough for ya? Holy crap!) - but rain into snow in under two hours? Like my man said, that's grossbuckets. I dug up some real colorful Doppler jpegs for you, but shit is too depressing to put up, especially after yesterday's Disney-springtime daydream.

Over in London, though, life is balmy - as long as your eyes are closed and you're listening to samples of Radioclit's new mixtape. The Clit - aka Johan and Kool DJ Tron - are very thorough and very worth your attention. (Plus they're certified quality, endorsed by them and them.) They're wild and untamed: one time they dropped a midi version of "Sweet Child o' Mine" in the middle of some crunk Britney Spears shit and I've been checking for them ever since.

Inquiring minds can scope snippets from Johan and Tron at the website. They've promised to put up new clips every week, and the whole mix drops March 21.

Radioclit [official site]
Kool DJ Tron: end of 2004 round-up [via urbansmarts]
Tron interviewed [Record Company Records]

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March 07, 2005

Advance Notice

Fifty-five degrees is prettying up the city real nice. Maybe I'm willfully hallucinatory, but I thought I saw that neon green spring shimmer on the branches of trees this morning in the West Village...?

Carrying that spring quickstep into the upcoming weekend is crucial, because right now the forecast says 38 and snowy come Saturday. In that blessed spirit of hope/denial, come through this Friday when those Via dudes relaunch their whole game and introduce their new shirt lineup. I'll be playing records with Jones, and we'll be joined by the Cap'n himself as well as the dude Boon.

Should be big fun; these are some talented dudes. I've seen their new designs (water buffaloes, holler!) and they are a very, very good look.

In case you missed the first two links, flyer for Friday is here.

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March 05, 2005

D-Nice

D-Nice of BDP fame is online and kicking the whole riddle. Extremely entertaining. The following excerpt is D on djing, but be sure to check the waffle house entry.

Now, this guy was either too young to know, or too old and senile to remember, that in my past life, I was a rapper; and that I intentionally said my name 32 times in one song so that people would never forget who I was and what I did. I looked him in his eyes and with that old Bronx b-boy dialect; I quoted that great Negro poet Bone Crusher and said, “Yo B, I ain’t neva scared!” I grabbed my CDs, walked over to the side of the stage, and patiently waited for my chance to return….cause like I said – I have DJ-itis and I can DJ ALL NIGHT LONG!

The D-Nice Journal [d-nice.com]

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March 04, 2005

Friday Quickers

• HST assassinated?
• For NYT OP/ED nerds like me: Maureen Dowd and John Tierney used to bunk. [4th Item]
• The business behind Vice.
• We heard from an Irishman: “Beck's new album supposedly jacks some album Cory Archangel made 8 years ago.”

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Times They Are A Changin'

Building off of Dusk's excellent find last night, the in-dash turntable, I thought it was important to note that the latest custom mod to cars uses a MiniMac. This news is a few weeks old, and Gizmodo called it right when it came out, but it's still pretty cool. Another quick nerding note - Google's recent flood of new web tools, GoogleMaps, GoogleLocal, and GoogleMovies is starting to come together, and I think they're really poised to take over that market of the internet. It's so streamlined and self-contained.

Now when you search for something in GoogleLocal, you'll be offered a thumbnail and link to their powerful and awesome GoogleMaps. I've even seen it pop up on the main google search page, while looking for something specific. I'm predicting total domination for Google, using these three (and we can expect more) new tools. Not really surprise to anyone, but I really think they're full of great ideas. Definately a forward thinking solution, instead of the old days of using different niche service providers to work together in displaying info. OK, enough rambling.

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He Can't Spell Either

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Talking On The Subway

I overheard this on the R train this morning.

Girl 1: "So they want me to apply to Yale, they said it was free to apply."
Girl 2: "Word, Yale."
Girl 1: "But I'm like, check out my SAT scores, you know? There's no way. Then they said, yo, look at Princeton. Like we could even afford that in the first place."
Girl 2: "True."
Girl 1: "Anyways, I wouldn't even want to go to school with those people. I want to go to school with gangstas."

Posted by Nash at 10:43 AM | Comments (0)

March 03, 2005

Highway Decks

Straight from Gramps. Back in '56, mini turntables were introduced to the latest Chrysler models. They played extra thick 45s at 16 2/3 rpm for up to 60 minutes of the hottest bebop hitting the streets. I know there's a hipster out there with one of these strapped to their bicycle, straight vi-nyl.

The low [ook]
Quick snippet [mental floss]

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Japan Psych Art

The latest in our series of art galleries (catch the earlier ones here, here, here and here) is a collection of Japanese advertisements for psychiatric drugs. Pretty incredible; my favorites are the 70s dreamy ones, like where the giant bird claw is about to snatch the dude. I can relate.

Once again, graphic designers, I am doing your homework for you. Send me a t-shirt when you press them up.

The Japanese Gallery of Psychiatric Art

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Things We Never Noticed

File this under Buffalo. Literally, under Buffaloes and Bison.

Calling Heads.. [Wonkette]

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Jacking for Beats

I think we've put up an mp3 link every day this week. Cue the drop:
Stencil: #1 website for blazing hip-hop and the Arcade Fire.

Here's today's heatrock - Juelz v. Texas (Dip.2d 2005). Limited time only.

Juelz Santana: Damn It Feels Good

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March 02, 2005

Pricing Out The Gates

Greg.org has a great set of calculations about what he thinks was the real cost of "The Gates." The above picture is supposed to be Christo in his Maybach. (A lot of people pronounce Maybach as May-back. Little known fact: it's pronounced Mai-bach. Always funny when people acting bougie pronounce it incorrectly. "Yo look at that maybach bro!") Anyways, the link below speculates that "The Gates" couldn't have cost more than $10 million. Interesting read. Honestly this post is about "The Gates," so try not to get stuck on the Mayback site too long.

I don't think it's being ungrateful to take a closer look at this $20 million figure. We don't consider it an act of magnanimity when Paramount ponies up $200 million to provide us with the grand collective experience of Titanic. In fact, I believe the Christos' consider the budget to be an important aspect of their work. The artists themselves make a big deal about how much their projects cost, how they don't accept government financing, donations or sponsorships, and how they pay for everything themselves by selling related drawings, models and ephemera.

The Gates Bill [greg.org] via curbed

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Remixing Pt. II

Since Ayres's bandwidth was blown to hell this morning by a flood of downloaders looking for their remix fix, you won't be able to cop these beauties until tomorrow.

I don't want anyone to do anything rash, so here's a little gold that'll hold you down when the shakes hit. Prepared by Captain Planet over at Via, this Ciara vs. Yaz is very, very heavy. Perfect when you'e looking for that confounded bridge between old and new.

1, 2 Step (Captain Planet Remix)

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The Other Jacko

The Media is absorbed with the original Jacko trial, but another less exciting, but more overweight trial may be getting underway. Resident lawyer Caps will have to holler about what this actually means, but it basically appears Peter Jackson is suing New Line for not paying him correctly. A little New Line Birdie tells me:

"Yeah man, it's pretty crazy. I don't have any dirt - we all just kind of rolled our eyes when we saw it. So much for a GREAT relationship with Peter Jackson."

I really don't think New Line, or ahem - Time Warner, is really sweating any of this. After all, the (single) film in question grossed $556 million internationally.

Peter Jackson Sues [CNN.com]

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Forget Google Maps, This Time It's Local

I know we've been talking about Google Maps lately, but this one beats it out on the nerd tip for local searches. You can search right down the exact address, and the map system will display your individual building. Pretty handy for trying to find those house parties out in the middle of nowhere. Mapquest is looking pathetic these days.

NYC Map Portal [nycgov]

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March 01, 2005

Remixing

Pitchfork darling Ayres has re-upped with a grip of new remix mp3s. Check them out for sure. Besides my unholy Slim Thug/Faith No More fish-flop, I'm feeling the party host's R. Kelly/Mixalot and Shakeyface's Mannie Fresh/Jimmy Castor the most.

Oh yeah and I would be remiss not to give you a Rub reminder. Another month has melted (kind of) and it's time once again to do it real big. Ayres, Mr. Cosmo Baker and Ruckus Roboticus, who won last year's Rockstar Upload Contest and like a whole bunch of other ones.

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SURPRISE REVEALED: and it's ITALIAN DUNKERS.

Yesterday, we promised you "an amazing treasure trove of graphical delights." Today, we deliver.

While you'll quickly realize that the potential uses for these images are infinite - shirts, album covers, avatars, birthday cards, a new exhibit at the Whitney - we like them best as desktops, especially if you rock a big-ass seventeen inch flatscreen like we do. When you stretch these fuckers out so they get nice and pixelly, you can almost smell the government cheese.

And don't even get us started on the policy implications of serving these "meals" to unsuspecting kids every day, man. Whoa. I hope I don't get old enough to see the next generation run shit, especially since they're being raised on "Taco Tubs" and "Chicken Fryz."

Lunch Choices [Harrisonburg City Schools]

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Bang bang. 50 cent was involved in some gunplay last night at Hot 97. Details are a little unclear, but a member of his entourage was shot. Last night, local news outlets were reporting it was 50 who was the victim, and that he'd taken a bullet in the leg. I guess not. Is 50 really going to drop The Game from G-Unit? Dude is on some isolationism stuff.

We heard this late last night, but now it's made the papers. I'm sure "Piggybank" had something to do with this. In other news, rappers shooting other rappers is fucking retarded.

50 Cent Pal Shot At Hot 97 [NYPost]

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