Author Archives: Julianne

Gloveless in the biting cold, my mother decides to buy some bootleg DVDs down on Lafayette before we hop on the train for home and central heating. They are five for a dollar: American Gangster, No Country for Old Men, … Continue reading →

Now that the Flux Capacitor is officially purchasable via interweb, I was forced to consider what year I would travel to, and why. Obviously my first choices are 2013 (so I can skip the Mayan apocalypse), and baktun 7 (approx. … Continue reading →

Hollertronix is like SOOOO 1945, but Diplo* ain’t, and the Fader has some exclusivo mix by him and Paul Devro with their commemorative H-Tronix feature for their 50th anniversary. Speaking of 1945, I am totally listening to Tribe’s “Oh My … Continue reading →

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NY Times does a piece on our neighborhood bodegas, coffee joints, bars. The amazing part is that the chick interviewed Ralph, our neighborhood barista/bartender, and his best friend Steve, the theater dude. Leading me to believe she’s a local. Sigh. … Continue reading →

After making me listen to Daughtry on her walkman, my mom goes in on the 2007 American Music Awards: “Chris Brown” [who, after seeing this christmas today, she is now in love with] “is the new Michael Jackson.” “Nicole Scherzinger … Continue reading →

Mom’s in town and has already described someone wearing too much make-up as looking like “a hooker.” Kevin, meeting her for the first time, described her as “old world meets new world,” which is pretty accurate. My amazing cousins Kelsi … Continue reading →

I realize I am late in listening to this whole Trill Fam album (too busy sweating Freeway), but how are muhfukkas gonna have a track called “Materialistic Bitch,” verbally smacking a gold-digging lady, then have a track called “Leave the … Continue reading →

Memo to all Gowanus and Boerum Hill residents, and those Park Slopers who walk down 4th Avenue towards Atlantic to get to the subway: my favorite bodega, on 4th ave and Dean street, closed a few months ago, much to … Continue reading →

Dudes, Fader homies just posted up this exclusive Strokes film to go along with their 50th issue. I care about that much about the the Strokes and the film is shot in Warholian pseudo-art “no sound, gritty film quality,” (aka … Continue reading →