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Posted on 07.03.09 by Widge @ 2:40 am
Comments on this: none yet. Add your own. So Rob sent me this: not sure where this was, but James Brown at first coaxes Michael Jackson up on stage. Then, according to Dr. Brown, Jackson insisted that Prince get pulled up on stage as well. Direct link for the feedreaders. So do you think Jackson really wanted Prince up there, or was it something like...this? Jackson: "If you're going to call me up here, seriously, call that freaky Prince guy up here too. Bet you a hundred he takes off his shirt." Brown: "Okay, I'll take that bet." They certainly were having plenty of conferences-on-the-mound--could have happened. After the break, another Brown teamup I had forgotten happened. Categorized as: Music
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Posted on 06.28.09 by Widge @ 1:23 am
Comments on this: just one. Add your own. So Michael Jackson is gone. And I'm sad about it and I feel sorry for him. Mostly because--well, I mean let's face it: the guy was screwed up in the head. We can only postulate what sort of entertainer he would have been had he been more, well, stable. Or if he had just somehow gotten some help for whatever it was that troubled him. I owned Thriller when it first came out. I enjoyed the album. I thought the videos were cool and positively loved the "Thriller" music video...and that's probably not a surprise to anybody here. I never really got into his later albums as much as Thriller, but I did always respect him as a performer. Even when his outfits, among other things, seemed to make less and less sense. So I tried to find something that wouldn't be just a boring music video and wouldn't be something from his later years that I just never got into. And I finally settled on this snippet. Which is, I'm afraid, darkly apt. Direct link for the feedreaders. Among the other obits you can find elsewhere, I think I appreciate this one the best. Thanks to Bill Corbett for the headsup. Categorized as: Music
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Posted on 06.22.09 by Widge @ 1:52 am
Comments on this: 2 so far. Add your own. This is the first song I came across from Icelandic band Sigur Rós. I have heard many more since but this is still so far my favorite. Here they are performing "Starálfur" live. Direct link for the feedreaders. That's all. Just thought I'd share. Good luck on your week. Keep us posted on your progress. Categorized as: Music
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Posted on 06.17.09 by Aaron @ 11:05 am
Comments on this: none yet. Add your own.  When someone asks you what you do for a living the answer is often simple. "I'm a postman", "I'm a computer programmer" "I scrounge off tax payer's money" etc. When I'm asked it usually results in a sigh of breath and a response of "It's kind of complicated." I co-host a mostly unknown podcast on QuickStopEntertainment.com called Cabin Fever. I'm also a desk monkey in an office for ten hour shifts a day to earn some money and have the joy of taking calls from angry members of the public. But neither feel like they make the statement of who I really am. I studied for three years in college to get a Higher National Diploma in Television production. I once directed a documentary that took me to Zambia. And despite all the failed attempts to make a wage off of it and all the rejection letters of application, when people ask me what I do for a living my gut reaction is still "I'm a director." Categorized as: Music
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Posted on 06.14.09 by Brian @ 7:22 am
Comments on this: 3 so far. Add your own.  Widge's Note: As threatened, here is Brian from Quick Stop Entertainment's Cabin Fever to let you know about his life with hip hop, as a gateway to he and his amigo Aaron doing semi-regular hip hop reviews for the site. Enjoy. Hip-hop 'n' Me I remember the first time I ever heard gangsta rap. It was the summer of 1995, I was 14, and myself and my friend Brian were playing Mega Bomberman in his room. This was the norm for us, and we had spent countless hours gleefully blowing each other up over the previous months when we should have been doing homework. I wasn't quite the lover of music I am now; I had dabbled in a little British indie like Stone Roses and Oasis leading to a lifelong hero worship of Noel Gallagher, and I had been known to make idiotic claims like Green Day were the greatest band ever (I was fourteen...what do you want from me?!). One day Brian popped in a tape his brother had given him a few weeks before. I remember laughing when he told me who it was--I mean what kind of name was Snoop Doggy Dogg? Could beagles sing? Despite my mockery he pressed play…and blew my mind. Categorized as: Music
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