Urban Honking

Months ago Antony, at the Antony & the Johnsons EP release, wore a furry Peter Pan hat which made him look like Errol Flynn; he plopped it on his round, luxurious hair-head right after Boy George left the stage for a smoke. That is something I forgot to mention. Boy George was compelled to smoke […]

So necessary: Lynne D Johnson on the long-running tradition of feminist hip-hop criticism. She also posts an amazing bell hooks article I’d never seen before (THANK YOU Lynne).

Drug post: Took 2 Nautamine (french equivalent of Dramamine) to curb the rickety-barfing side effects of the Thksgiving train from New Haven, and I am feeling fiiiiiine. This woozy anti-anxiety, plus thxgiving with the loveliest family ever, plus emails from two seperate exes asking if I’m “OK”, makes me wonder if I should travel more […]

I will now make a case for the unfairly vilified full Tofurkey feast: product of Oregon (of course), offered in the freezer section of your local vegetarian foodstore around this time of year. I love it for its visual element: tasty globe of stuffed fake meat that comes wrapped in a plastic bag. It is […]

Except for good old T.I., who is charismatic and the ladies LARVE, and the fact of Juvenile et crew bringing up an eight-year-old in full army fatigues to join in on the chorus of “Slow Motion” (“Oh! I like it like that/she workin that back/I dont know how to act/move it slow motion for me”), […]

Those curious from the Times should click here. Geffen execs: for reasonably priced feminist consulting, holla.

Presenting the same gift to two different people is a weak move; at the very least, it reveals a lack of imagination. So I did not make Chris a diorama, though he deserves a Dipset installation piece or a dunk competition in Prospect Park. Instead I made him a disaster survival kit, which included a […]

I’ve discussed Rhythm & Gangsta with around 4-5 people. WHY HAS NO ONE MENTIONED SNOOP ENCOURAGING DOMESTIC VIOLENCE ON “Can U Control Yo Hoe”?!?!?! ADDENDUM. Some of the language in “Can You Control Yo Hoe” mirrors exactly the language abusers use to justify their violence. You made me do it. That part, Snoop repeats thrice. […]

Streaming Gwen Stefani solo album, Love, Angel, Music, Baby. Fireworky, but too many cooks in the kitchen. “Bubble Pop Electric” is theeeeeee weirdo-’50s jam. Gwen drops R. Kelly-worthy sexaphor at the crux of the bridge, when she sings “take me to a… drive in movie/drive into me.” Not sure how the chorus, “bubble pop electric,” […]

I love Dave Tompkins. For one, cause he dropped a Folkways “NYC Jumprope Songs of the ’70s” record midway thru a bass set, with no warning. He did this whilst DJing a party in Ft Greene, for someone who shared a birthday with Dave Chappelle, and where folx were so drunx, nobody thought to cut […]