January 2011
10 posts
Watchiamdonald:
Sleigh Bells - “Rill Rill”
My dude Jon Watts directed this video.
this is pretty much EXACTLY how this video should be.
if you're curious...
i performed at last week’s open mic at atlanta’s laughing skull lounge.
now, this is where i say that this wasn’t the best set and i need to remember to wear solid colors if i’m going to be videotaped and blah blah blah, but i gotta be honest with you - overall i feel pretty good about this. i’m planning on making another one next week (different material), so...
hit me on the hip.
joy: maybe we should get business cards
farzad: yeah, that’s a good idea.
joy: yeah, when you write your number on a napkin, people don’t really hold on to it.
me: don’t they just enter your number into their phones now? hey, remember when you could beam your number to somebody through your two way pager?
*blank stares*
me: two way pagers? anybody?
ah, well.
*sigh*
normally i turn to my boy jason’s tumblr for hilarious commercial analysis, but i just saw this shit on TV and i had to say something.
are you kidding me right now? are you fucking kidding me right now?
i guess i’m just naive. i just figured that by now, most people have encountered an overweight black woman who DOES NOT squeal her excitement about minor products then tap dances...
home is where the stuff is.
i’m watching marc maron kill it on thursday’s conan and this is the most comfortable i have been while watching TV in years.
i used to have a television in my bedroom, but i had a sleeping problem. the problem was i would never turn off the television. when i moved into my current place i made the executive decision to put the second TV in the guest bedroom. this meant i had to do...
do you really want it?
ricky martin has a new song, guys, and it stinks. really. it’s like warmed over jason mraz pablum.
but i’m not sure i qualify to give my opinion on ricky martin. i know america allegedly loved livin’ la vida loca and she bangs, but in my eyes, martin was born and died the moment he sang cup of life on the 1998 grammys.
let it be known: i love this song. i had heard it...
it’s been non stop sam cooke in my house for...
i've made a terrible mistake.
i just added the “ask me a question” doohickey to this thing.
actually, that might not be a mistake. only about 5 people read this thing and i’m pretty sure they either (a) know all they need to know to form an opinion, or (2) don’t actually read this thing.
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in the beginning, there was channel 69.
THIS IS WHERE IT HAPPENED.
when i was a kid, MTV popped off. when i was a tween, MTV seriously blew up. we all know that story. sadly, i did not get to live that story because i did not grow up with cable. even if my parents had been able to afford it, my dad was a firm believer of the paying for TV is wrong & crazy theory. i loved music videos, however, and would take them where i could get...
let's keep this between me & you.
there’s a comedy club in atlanta that has become quite influential in its’ two years of existence. it’s called laughing skull lounge and it’s located in the sneaky squirrel back of a burger joint called the vortex. i’ve managed to perform there a bit, doing open mics and guest spots for some comics (chris fairbanks, moshe kasher, jon dore, greg proops, godfrey)....
