Philly and NYC Music, News, Entertainment http://www.badmintonstamps.com Comin' atcha first thing every Monday morning, it's The Pony Track, a super-fantastic short distance dedication to BadmintonStamps Collective founding member and internationally renowned symbol for musical excellence Aaron "Pony" Child. No fancy links, no clever write-ups, 'cause these awesome songs don't need no splainin'. So c'mon, ride the pony! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0811.html#1383 First off I should note that the last two words in this post are the same last two words in my very first post. I guess you could say that the more things change the more they stay the same. Except I hate that phrase, and it makes no sense. It's mad herbish when people say things that are contradictions because they think they sound wise or Asian, as if being wise or Asian is all that. Let me tell you, it's not. http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0810.html#1382 Liberty Bell > Cowbell http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0810.html#1381 MGMT are, in fact, a truly horrific live act. One of the worst ever witnessed by this blogger. Worse then Fred Armisen. Deep and sincere apologies to anyone who was swayed into spending their hard-earned money or valuable time on this show as a result of the errant post. http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0807.html#1380 Comin' atcha first thing every Monday morning, it's The Pony Track, a super-fantastic short distance dedication to BadmintonStamps Collective founding member and internationally renowned symbol for musical excellence Aaron "Pony" Child. No fancy links, no clever write-ups, 'cause these awesome songs don't need no splainin'. So c'mon, ride the pony! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0807.html#1379 Friday night, you've got options aplenty. Celeburock duo She And Him are at the Trocadero, bringing the simple country song stylings of Zooey Deschanel to the masses. Cute stuff, though you'd be hard pressed to convince me this is genuine Friday night material. Could somebody please tape the show so I can watch it next Tuesday? http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0807.html#1378 Look, They Gotta Go http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0807.html#1377 I got a Scientologist's back. I don't have Scientology's back, cause that shit is crazy, but if you're some herb that's into Scientology, I'm not hating on you. What I'm saying is, lay off Tom Cruise and Beck. I always hear people going around hating on Tom Cruise and Beck because they are Scientologists. Admittedly Tom Cruise deserves some hate. But not because he's a Scientologist. Hating people for their religious beliefs is so last World War. And the last World War is, frankly, played out... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0807.html#1376 One blogger's opinion, but making insipid lifestyle music which mimics both the startling intellectual depth of Radiohead and the anthemic universal grandeur of U2 while failing to fully achieve either does not, in itself, constitute selling out. Allowing your label's stylists to clothe you as though you were extras in the the Cleveland Community Playhouse's latest run of Les Miserables, however, does very much so. And I'm by no means questioning the place of costumes in rock. It's awesome how Clinic always wear surgical masks, or how Man Man regularly don the indian face paints, or how Feist always dresses up as my sexy future baby momma. They're performers, after all... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0807.html#1375 Comin' atcha first thing every Monday morning, it's The Pony Track, a super-fantastic short distance dedication to BadmintonStamps Collective founding member and internationally renowned symbol for musical excellence Aaron "Pony" Child. No fancy links, no clever write-ups, 'cause these awesome songs don't need no splainin'. So c'mon, ride the pony! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0807.html#1374 Love Is All @ The Bowery Ballroom, 6/17/08 http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0806.html#1373 Earlier this month, Lil Wayne faced the hype machine and dropped the ridiculously anticipated Carter III into your local Virgin Megastore or iTunes outlet. It is a triumph, and if it isn't a masterpiece, it's pretty damn close. Coming on like a combination of Usher, Sly Stone, Prince, Jay-Z, Weird Al Yankovich, Radiohead and 50 Cent, Weezy is in full control and as focused as he will ever be. First off, you know we're in luck when Kayne drops three beats and doesn't utter a single word. Then there's the album version of #1 hit "Lollipop". I'm stunned in a Tim Russert death way at how good the album version of "Lollipop" is... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0806.html#1372 We'll dispense with the long-winded and fantastical excuse for the radio silence, and simply say that after three long years of slaving over a hot keyboard non-stop, the 'Stamps boys wanted a blog vacation. There was no point trying to prepare you for our brief absence, since you would've still lost your shit in the end. Better to just rip off the band-aid, throw you in the deep end, and let you find your own way home. But we're back. And boy, did we have fun. SkinnySlim's adventures included no less than shooting a movie in New York City, climbing the Pyramids, and going on lion safari in Africa. Or maybe he just rented The Bucket List through Netflix. I honestly can't remember... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0806.html#1371 Comin' atcha first thing every Monday morning, it's The Pony Track, a super-fantastic short distance dedication to BadmintonStamps Collective founding member and internationally renowned symbol for musical excellence Aaron "Pony" Child. No fancy links, no clever write-ups, 'cause these awesome songs don't need no splainin'. So c'mon, ride the pony! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0806.html#1370 You know when you say, "Hey", and people respond, "Hey is for horses"? These people are assholes. They're also factually incorrect. Hey is an interjection used to attract attention or to express surprise, appreciation, wonder, or pleasure. Hay is that crap horses eat. So hey isn't for horses, it's for exclaiming. And furthermore, hey is much more commonly used than hay. So really it makes more sense that when people say, "I'm so hungry I could eat a pile of hay" to respond, "Hey is for attracting attention or expressing surprise, appreciation, wonder, or pleasure." Although that would be a pretty dick thing to do too... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0806.html#1369 When I graduated High School, I...wait, that's right, I never graduated high school. That shit is for sellouts. As everybody from Hillary Clinton to the corner bum (soon to be one in the same) will tell you, getting an education is lame and means you are not a real American. Also, apparently, being black means you're not a real American and don't work hard. Which means that even though I never graduated high school, I still can't be a real American. Which is fine, because like High School and working hard, America is for sellouts. Now, if I had graduated High School, it would have been quite the spectacle... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0805.html#1368 Comin' atcha first thing every Monday morning, it's The Pony Track, a super-fantastic short distance dedication to BadmintonStamps Collective founding member and internationally renowned symbol for musical excellence Aaron "Pony" Child. No fancy links, no clever write-ups, 'cause these awesome songs don't need no splainin'. So c'mon, ride the pony! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0805.html#1367 Here's a quick look at the mp3s spinning on SkinnySlim's record player this month... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0805.html#1366 We'd like to thank everybody who came out to the Barbary last Friday night for totally free music, booze, dancing, pretzels, and assorted other awesomeness. Epic doesn't even begin to start to prepare to describe, as you probably know. If you don't, the pictures tell the tale, and there's plenty of 'em thanks to SL Philly and Dan Murphy. Indeed, the photos illustrate concretely just a few of the reasons why there ain't no party like a Badminton party... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0805.html#1365 The dashing young lad with the very not-mop top at right is renowned condom arsonist and legendary "Fifth Beatle" Pete Best. He's playing the M Room this evening, which in a depressingly succinct way answers the question of "What ever happenned to that guy?" better than any tawdry, long-winded VH1 bio ever could. So is the recipient of rock's most infamous pink slip still bitter? Four decades later, he says no. Through gritted teeth, we imagine, but a long over-due pay day of several million dollars must take at least some of the edge off. To prove there are no hard feelings, he'll be performing a 90-minute set of his former employers' biggest hits. What's more, there's an opening set from 'Stamps faves The Major Leagues, kickstarters of the Templemania currently sweeping through your favorite rock club... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0805.html#1364 I believe it was Churchill who said that when it comes to war, you gotta have good weapons, better soldiers, and the best propaganda. Either it was Churchill or I just made it up. But no matter, it's true nonetheless. There is no better example of Churchill's point than the famed Fried Egg Civil War of 1993. The fierce conflict pitted Over Easy against its ideological nemesis, Over Hard. Propaganda was in full effect. Over Easy fired the first salvo, releasing their wildly popular slogan, "Life's Hard: Take It Easy." Over Hard hit back the only way they could. Hard. They countered with the slogan, "Over Hard. These Eggs Don't Run." Not to be outdone, Over Easy shot back with, "Life's Hard: Why you want your eggs to be hard too? It's seems excessive, to be frank." Needless to say, this slogan bombed harder than the egg bombs Over Hard was pummeling the Over Easy home base with... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0805.html#1363 Comin' atcha first thing every Monday morning, it's The Pony Track, a super-fantastic short distance dedication to BadmintonStamps Collective founding member and internationally renowned symbol for musical excellence Aaron "Pony" Child. No fancy links, no clever write-ups, 'cause these awesome songs don't need no splainin'. So c'mon, ride the pony! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0805.html#1362 We've all been there. You're in the audience of indie rock concert X, standing on the fringe of that shifting no-man's land where the passive observers meet the movers, shakers, and jump-up-and-downers. You suck it up and deal with the occasional jostle, which you realize is fair trade-off for being so close to the stage. Then the moshing starts. You're too busy protecting your face to enjoy the show, and your arms are tired from shoving sweaty dudes back into other sweaty dudes. But how do you stop the moshy menace? I'll tell you how. Push a girl over... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0804.html#1361 Ever since we Pony Tracked "Some Way Through This" last year, we've been trying to get Black Ghosts to throw down proper in Phildadelphia. On Friday, May 9th, the trying will stop, and the freaking the fuck out will begin. BadmintonStamps is proud to announce the first of four totally free parties that is going to make your summer hotter, cheaper, and maltier than ever before. It's going down at The Barbary just two Fridays from now, and will feature the first-ever Philly performance by London's Black Ghosts, as well as a live set from Montreal's 8-bit ghetto blasters Thunderheist and disc jockery from Dave P and Time Machine. Besides the free show, you also get free Colt 45 from 9-11PM, and free soft pretzels all night long. The word crazygonuts was invented for situations like this, people. All you need to do is RSVP online, then show up at 9PM and do what comes naturally. It goes without saying that space will be limited, so the best advice we can give you right now is to RSVP at the site thusly linked (type "BadmintonStamps" in the box labeled "affiliation"). Once the party's full, it's full, so don't delay... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0804.html#1360 It's been forty years since the social revolutions of 1968. Anniversaries and commemorations are in full effect, celebrating the free sex, free drugs, and free police beatings. One thing that wasn't free in 1968 was the protest paraphanalia. Whether it be a black wristband, a tie dyed American flag, or guns that shoot flowers, 1968 was the heyday of the protest industry. But today ain't like the good ol' days when there were riots in the streets every day. Protest is a perfect profit opportunity, but the industry went into decline in the 70s and hit a full-fledged recession ever since do-it-yourself effigies came into fashion in 1980s Iran... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0804.html#1359 We'd be excited enough just to have "Fuckin' Nuts" alums and generally rad dudes Tokyo Police Club back in town performing tonight. But the pot has been massively sweetened by the fact they're touring in support of their debut LP Elephant Shell, easily one of the year's best albums so far, and a fixture in the Badminton HQ stereo for nearly a month on now. Like audio tapas, the record's eleven bite-sized morsels of rock are gone before you know it, but sport hooks big and bold enough to leave you more than satisfied. So, in the spirit of the album's brevity, we've got a pair of tickets to give away lightning round-style, to the very first person who e-mails contest@badmintonstamps.com with their name and the subject heading "IN DA CLUB". Bingo! Bango! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0804.html#1358 Comin' atcha first thing every Monday morning, it's The Pony Track, a super-fantastic short distance dedication to BadmintonStamps Collective founding member and internationally renowned symbol for musical excellence Aaron "Pony" Child. No fancy links, no clever write-ups, 'cause these awesome songs don't need no splainin'. So c'mon, ride the pony! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0804.html#1357 I never mess with another man's woman, except of course if he's a Red Sox fan. But that doesn't mean I can't fantasize. This moral law (the not messing with another man's woman) is a Sam Malone creed. Sam believes you can do whatever you want, to whomever and with whoever you want, as long as it's consensual and it's not with another man's woman. Ironically, on Cheers, Sam Malone was an ex-Red Sox, which means I would mess with his women. Plus they were stupidly hot. Oh, did I mention I'll mess with another man's woman if she's stupidly hot? But that's fair. Trust me from experience... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0804.html#1356 Comin' atcha first thing every Monday morning, it's The Pony Track, a super-fantastic short distance dedication to BadmintonStamps Collective founding member and internationally renowned symbol for musical excellence Aaron "Pony" Child. No fancy links, no clever write-ups, 'cause these awesome songs don't need no splainin'. So c'mon, ride the pony! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0804.html#1355 Duh http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0804.html#1354 To The City! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0804.html#1353 As our regular readers know, SkinnySlim is only in it for the money. And nowadays, there's one word that's synonymous with money: prequels. "Prequels," you ask, "what are those?" Yeah, I didn't know either. Apparently a prequel is when there's a successful movie or book and then someone writes a new, lamer story about what happened before the movie or book began. "Oh, like a sequel!" Well, sort of. Except my understanding is that a sequel tells the lamer story of what happens after the movie or book ended, not what happened before it began... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0804.html#1352 Ignore the description on the Khyber calendar, 'cause all deacdes are fair game this evening. Awesome prizes abound for winners and losers, though the prizes for the winners are a little awesomer. And really, when you get to spend Monday night flashing your music trivia muscle like a peacock in heat, aren't we all winners? http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0804.html#1351 Les Savy Fav @ The TLA, 4/5/088 http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0804.html#1350 Handsome Furs @ North Star Bar, 4/4/08 http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0804.html#1349 Comin' atcha first thing every Monday morning, it's The Pony Track, a super-fantastic short distance dedication to BadmintonStamps Collective founding member and internationally renowned symbol for musical excellence Aaron "Pony" Child. No fancy links, no clever write-ups, 'cause these awesome songs don't need no splainin'. So c'mon, ride the pony! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0804.html#1348 We can all agree that, for the most part, Sunday nights kinda suck. No good parties, not that you'd want to go anyway, what with the next day being Monday and all. You're tired, you're broke, and you've already seen this week's [insert HBO series here]. Sometimes it's even raining. The situation is, if we may be so bold, poopy. But April of 2008 is gonna change all that. Every Sunday night this month, our pals Greyhounds will be performing in residency at The Khyber, along with a rotating cast of other local faves, bringing that Philly rock good like a Philly band should. What's more, each one of the shows is TOTALLY FREE, so you can break the bank elsewhere, safe in the knowledge that a little rock and roll lovin' at weekend's close won't cost you a dime... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0804.html#1347 Your Friday night is mercifully straightforward. Handsome Furs finally make up for last fall's Khyber cancellation with a show at North Star. For those not knowing, basically, the rock star half of Wolf Parade has ditched the loud whiny dude half in favor of a sexy lady who knows how to keep her mouth shut and drop beats half. Wholly awesome... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0804.html#1346 I know what you're thinking. You checked Badminton last night before bed, but the site remained frustratingly stagnant since last Wednesday. When you return today, presto! Several more days' worth of posts have appeared, as if by magic. Actually, it's just another case of Google dishing out some good old everyday inspiration. Yesterday, they introduced Custom Time, a new Gmail feature that allows users to backdate e-mails they send to others, retroactively meeting deadlines and remembering birthdays that have long since passed. It didn't take long to conclude that we, too, could utilize this sort of temporal chicanery... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0804.html#1345 There's this website that's become very popular. It features observations on what white people like. I believe that is in fact what it's called. Little did I know that the guy who writes it is white. Which is bullshit. It takes no balls to make observations about your own race. However, it takes three balls to make observations about another race. Which is what I've got. Three balls. So what do black people like? Entry number one: Tyler Perry. Entry number two: Red Lobster. Look, I got a million of these. This is my fucking hobby. They trick out their railings. "What?" Yes, they trick out their railings... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0804.html#1344 Comin' atcha first thing every Monday morning, it's The Pony Track, a super-fantastic short distance dedication to BadmintonStamps Collective founding member and internationally renowned symbol for musical excellence Aaron "Pony" Child. No fancy links, no clever write-ups, 'cause these awesome songs don't need no splainin'. So c'mon, ride the pony! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0803.html#1343 Take It Outside Boys http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0803.html#1342 Blood Sport http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0803.html#1341 Is "grof" Wilmingtonian for "jawn"? The answer may or may not lie buried under layers of silly string, diet cola, toilet paper, confetti, and deli mustard. The Spinto Band whet apetites for their forthcoming EP, Moonwink, with this slow-n-messy-motion music video for brand new song "Summer Grof"... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0803.html#1340 Sons And Daughters @ Johnny Brenda's, 3/23/08 http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0803.html#1339 At six o'clock this the morning EST, The World Champion Boston Red Sox began the defense of their title in World Champion form, winning an extra innings, come-from-behind-twice, MLB season-opening affair in front of a sold-out Tokyo Dome crowd of 55,000 in Japan. Baseball's back, Manny's limber, and all's right with the world... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0803.html#1338 Regular reader and Chronikill co-rapper Zerox One is always complaining to me about how, unlike rappers, rockers don't ever identify themselves in their songs. He's like, "I really need these bands to be like, 'It's Stone Temple Pilots' somewhere in the song so I know it's not Pearl Jam or whatever." Thankfully there are some rock bands that have heeded your words. Well, they've mostly heeded your words before you uttered them, but the point is that words were heeded and band names dropped. Here's a select list of tunes where the artists had the thoughtfulness to tell you who the hell they are... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0803.html#1337 Comin' atcha first thing every Monday morning, it's The Pony Track, a super-fantastic short distance dedication to BadmintonStamps Collective founding member and internationally renowned symbol for musical excellence Aaron "Pony" Child. No fancy links, no clever write-ups, 'cause these awesome songs don't need no splainin'. So c'mon, ride the pony! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0803.html#1336 Just Another Manic Maundy http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0803.html#1335 Rose Is Gangsta http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0803.html#1334 The New York State Executive Mansion has been home to state's Governors since 1875, and the revolving door of residents have always updated the mansion to suit their particular needs. Teddy Roosevelt added a gym because he was an exercise nut. Franklin Roosevelt added a pool because his gimpy polio body couldn't handle Teddy's old school workout machinery. Alfred E. Smith (pic'd), meanwhile, oversaw the construction of a zoo, alledgedly on account of his strong beastiality fetish. Now, David Paterson has joined this distinguished list... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0803.html#1333 If you want to get down with SkinnySlim, there are certain tests you must pass. These tests can be physical. I require someone skinny and slim who is also strong enough to be my woman. These tests can be intellectual. I require someone who is smart enough to know at least the basics of history, science, and maths. These tests can be demeaning. I will tightly cover your naked body in saran wrap and, using a sharpie, circle any excess fat. Not that I mind excess fat, it's just important for me to have a woman who will let me do something that awful to them. Look, I'm a sick bastard. And I'm worth it. But of all of my tests, my favorite... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0803.html#1332 Comin' atcha first thing every Monday morning, it's The Pony Track, a super-fantastic short distance dedication to BadmintonStamps Collective founding member and internationally renowned symbol for musical excellence Aaron "Pony" Child. No fancy links, no clever write-ups, 'cause these awesome songs don't need no splainin'. So c'mon, ride the pony! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0803.html#1331 Whoever said, "Sticks and stones can break my bones but words won't hurt me", never read about the Great Michigan/Florida War of 1835. The brouhaha began when Governor Stevens T. Mason changed Michigan's state motto to "If You Seek a Pleasant Peninsula, Look Around." This prompted Florida, brimming with peninsula pride, to change their motto from "The Fountain of Youth" to "Fuck Michigan". The State Legislature of Michigan then proposed the new motto, "Michigan: An Erect Penis, As Opposed to the Flaccid Penis Florida Has On." The resolution was narrowly defeated after the Michigan Grammar Police convinced voters that State mottoes cannot end in a preposition. But the dye was cast and War was declared... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0803.html#1330 Don't Mess With My Ducktail http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0803.html#1329 You're So Deep Out On The Lawn http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0803.html#1328 Shocking. That's the only way to describe the contents of today's New York Times article introducing the world to MySpace whore/actual whore Ashley Alexandra Dupre. The big news, of course, has nothing to do with the biographical minutiae of Ashley's childhood or journey into hookerdom. What has the world - and especially the music world - abuzz is the Times' surprising and controversial stance on "boo", a slang term the article's authors boldly label "dated". The claim that "boo" is so five minutes ago riled the feathers of many current Top 40 artists who still regularly employ the term, especially Chris Brown, who goes so far as to rhyme it with itself prominently in the opening bars of his most recent hit... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0803.html#1327 I got a tattoo. Years in the contemplating, I finally went out and did it. And as you all know, when SkinnySlim does something, he doesn't fuck around. He goes full throttle. That's why I got an inner lip tattoo. Actually, I got two inner lip tattoos. One has an arrow pointing towards my throat, with the word "Food" below it. The other has an arrow pointing away from my mouth with the word "Brilliance" below it. Cause, you see, food goes in and brilliance comes out. Problem is, the tattoo artist didn't share my skills with the brilliance, and he reversed the order... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0803.html#1326 Lightspeed Champion @ World Cafe Live, 3/7/08 (Free At Noon) http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0803.html#1325 Comin' atcha first thing every Monday morning, it's The Pony Track, a super-fantastic short distance dedication to BadmintonStamps Collective founding member and internationally renowned symbol for musical excellence Aaron "Pony" Child. No fancy links, no clever write-ups, 'cause these awesome songs don't need no splainin'. So c'mon, ride the pony! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0803.html#1324 The birth of beef? Philadanco complains about the crowd its cross-street neighbor, music venue Philafunk, is drawing to the 'hood. L&I shows up at 11:55 last Friday night and orders the venue to cease operations, citing a litany of minor code violations such as insufficiently flame-retardant curtains and insufficiently slidey bathroom door locks. Not cited: insufficiently entertaining line-ups. So, yeah, this news doesn't really affect any of your plans... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0803.html#1323 Hand Eye Coordination http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0803.html#1322 Cool House http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0803.html#1321 I do many things very well, and I do other things not at all. Example of the former: dancing. Example of the latter: driving. Then there are those things I do, but not particularly well. An example here would be wrapping presents. A final category in the Things SkinnySlim Does/Doesn't Do list would be things I do well, but not particularly sexy. An example here would be cooking. I'm not a sexy cook. Sexy with the lovemaking, sexy with the music selections, not sexy with the food. Oh, I'll cook for you. I'll make you a little pasta with pesto or a nice pork chop with rosemary. It's going to be clean, cooked thoroughly, not poisonous, and, well, fine. But I don't give food life... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0803.html#1320 Philly's master of records Shawn Ryan has teamed up with Philly's master of party flyers Peter Dragontail to form Philly's newest master of remixes, a project they're calling Superprince. No website or myspace presence yet. Just one extended afro-pop edit and a logo that we're pretty sure is just unambiguous enough to land them on The Purple One's to-sue list... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0803.html#1319 Last week, I put forth a well thought out and fundamentally sound argument for why Jewish people should dress like Hitler with a day-glo moustache. The piece ended with the sentance "So see you tomorrow Hitlers, and remember, the salute is still offensive." Well, it seems that somewhere along the path of me writing this sentiment on my Brother P-Touch and it being sent through the interlocking messenger tubes known as the Internet, the meaning got lost in translation. Because tomorrow (read: "the following day") you (read: "The Jews") were not dressed as Hitler (read: "Hitler"). Which was a bit of a fucking problem, Jews... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0803.html#1318 Comin' atcha first thing every Monday morning, it's The Pony Track, a super-fantastic short distance dedication to BadmintonStamps Collective founding member and internationally renowned symbol for musical excellence Aaron "Pony" Child. No fancy links, no clever write-ups, 'cause these awesome songs don't need no splainin'. So c'mon, ride the pony! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0803.html#1317 So I had big plans for this Friday night. I was gonna get crunk like how I'm prone to do on Friday nights, head over to The Barbary, and catch a live set from The Yah Mos Def as they celebrate the release of their debut full-length album, which was released earlier this month. The album in question is pretty fucking awesome, truth be told. If you liked that Shocking Pinks record, but wished it were full of white-hot hip hop instead of repetitious indie whining, then welcome to paradise, stranger. Trouble is, I ain't in Philly. Nowhere close. So you can imagine the dilema. But I figure, there's no reason why the two guest list spots that would've been taken up by me and whoever I thought was cool/promiscuous enough to bring with me should go to waste... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0802.html#1316 Robots Are The Best http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0802.html#1315 A Slow And Painful Death http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0802.html#1314 It's truly amazing how young African Americans were able to co-opt the N word, the most vile term used against them, and turn it into a term of affection that only they can use. Talk about turning lemons into lemonade and flipping the switch pretty damn hard. "Hey racist white bastards, remember how you used to call us nigger? Well now you can't. Only we can. And we'll do it when we're hanging out and having fun." I really do believe it is one of the greatest things ever. That's why half-jew SkinnySlim (hey, half-blacks can say the n word) is going to do for looking like Hitler what blacks did for saying the N word. From this day forth, only Jews can dress like Hitler. And Jews, you really should dress like Hitler. I mean, screw that dude for real. Talk about this guy's nightmare... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0802.html#1313 Adam Arcuragi @ The Ethical Society, 2/21/08 http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0802.html#1312 Comin' atcha first thing every Monday morning, it's The Pony Track, a super-fantastic short distance dedication to BadmintonStamps Collective founding member and internationally renowned symbol for musical excellence Aaron "Pony" Child. No fancy links, no clever write-ups, 'cause these awesome songs don't need no splainin'. So c'mon, ride the pony! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0802.html#1311 We all needed to take a couple years off, but it's been long enough and SkinnySlim says it's now okay to listen to "Hey Ya!" again. http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0802.html#1310 The New Republic's got a blog, and our own SkinnySlim dropped some serious polititical science on it this past Monday. Check out his inspired juxtaposition of presidential hopefuls Clinton and Obama to rappers Cam'ron and Jay-Z. It's way more insightful than all these PC/Mac comparisons, and even trumps my own Swiffer/Swiffer Wet analogy... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0802.html#1309 I was thinking about that guy from Blind Melon who died a whiles back. I believe his name was Shannon Hoon. This guy was doomed from the start. Why? Because of his name. Hoon. It rhymes too perfectly with "soon". As in, "Shannon Hoon, gone too soon." Kid just didn't have a chance. Of course the same "name fate" met Who drummer and Gone Too Soon Club charter member Keith Moon. Sure, you say it was the drugs that got 'em. But how do you explain the long lives of drug addict rock stars "Built to Last" Slash and "Never Gonna Stop" Iggy Pop? You don't, that's how. And if you think it's only the -oon names that'll get you, think again... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0802.html#1308 Comin' atcha first thing every Monday morning, it's The Pony Track, a super-fantastic short distance dedication to BadmintonStamps Collective founding member and internationally renowned symbol for musical excellence Aaron "Pony" Child. No fancy links, no clever write-ups, 'cause these awesome songs don't need no splainin'. So c'mon, ride the pony! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0802.html#1307 Who Loves Ya, Baby? http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0802.html#1306 Wapner http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0802.html#1305 For a lot of bands, remixes are kind of like value meals. Yeah, sometimes you just want the burger, but it's always nice to know you can add a shake if you feel like it. Take the latest single from London's The Crimea. It's a rambling, day-dreamy piece of pop ideal for lounging on the beach or working over a really good piece of chewing gum. Nothin' wrong with that. But what if, like me, you're talented enough (and crazy enough) to dance and chew gum at the same time? Your beat needs have suddenly changed, and there are lot of bands out there that simply won't accomadate you. Those of you who've tried to breakdance to Jose Gonzalez know what I'm talking about... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0802.html#1304 It's difficult for SkinnySlim to treat those around me with respect, because I am so much better than everyone else. This is especially true with anyone who works in the service industry. Take, for example, bathroom attendants. If I'm going to give a guy a buck to watch me piss, I'm going to make him work for it. Last night, as I dined on mutton and more mutton, I had to relieve myself. I went into the bathroom, did my deed, and then insisted the bathroom attendant shake off any excess urine from my penis. What the hell else is he there for, to pump out cheap moisturizer cream? The one exception in the service industry is bartenders... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0802.html#1303 There's nothing sadder than an aging hipster taking his insecurities out on the kids. To wit, this item which appeared yesterday on Philebrity... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0802.html#1302 Let me take you back to the year 2004. February had 29 days, LSU had just won the BCS championship, and whales were spontaneously exploding. It was also, incredibly, the last time that Les Savy Fav flew their freak flag in Philadelphia. For real, one of the greatest bands around has been surreptitiously avoiding the city of brotherly love for nearly half a decade, even as they've circled the rest of the globe blazing bold new trails for fat guys in t-shirts doing all the singing. But now, 2008 is upon us. February once again has an extra day, the Tigers have won another national title, and Les Savy Fav has, at long last, scheduled another Philadelphia performance! Their April 5th show at The TLA is a surefire sell-out... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0802.html#1301 The Major Leagues @ North Star Bar, 2/8/08 http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0802.html#1300 You want to go to a sporting event with my dad. He has, over the course of his sixty odd years, witnessed in person several of the most famed games of all time. These include Don Larsen's perfect game, the 1970 Knick championship (aka the "Willis Reed game"), Game Six of the 1986 World Series, and last week's classic Super Bowl. How does he do it? It's a combination of three key factors. The first is having connections. My dad worked in the entertainment business his whole life, and the entertainment business loves to dole out the perks for its employees. The second is New York. You're going to get more chances at classic games when you root for teams from New York rather than, say, Milwaukee. And the third factor? Fixing... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0802.html#1299 Comin' atcha first thing every Monday morning, it's The Pony Track, a super-fantastic short distance dedication to BadmintonStamps Collective founding member and internationally renowned symbol for musical excellence Aaron "Pony" Child. No fancy links, no clever write-ups, 'cause these awesome songs don't need no splainin'. So c'mon, ride the pony! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0802.html#1298 Extra Special K http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0802.html#1297 Jump, Jump http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0802.html#1296 Here's a look at the albums spinning in the SkinnySlim record player this month... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0802.html#1295 I went to see this Broadway play last week called Rock And Roll. It's this sort of enjoyable, slight, and cutesy baby boomer glorification disguised as political commentary written by Tom Stoppard. Anyway, whatever. The theater it was showing in had this electronic closed-captioning display scrolling just off of stage right (that's the left side, non theater people). So while the actors were performing their lines, this Achtung Baby-ish neon screen flashed their words at about a ten second delay... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0802.html#1294 So Dave P, Adam Sparkles, and Plastic Little walk into a gay bar. No joke. Starting next week, the creators of such hipster havens as Making Time and [click.] will be bringing their cocainesexjams and sparklemotion to Woody's, the self-proclaimed "Gay Mecca" of Philadelphia, for a new, twice-monthly free party called SNACKS. Set to take place on the first and second Tuesdays of every month, SNACKS makes its debut on February 12th with free PBR and a live set from Plastic Little. Future guests include MSTRKRFT and Brazil's Gui Boratto, which is all well and good. But obviously, the main attraction will be the ridiculous interactions between regular Woody's patrons and the pride of the hipster fleet. Last we checked, irony and body odor were neither fierce nor fabulous, although beards seem like promising common ground... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0802.html#1293 Congratulations to the New York Giants for doing it proper and being all historic and incredible and whatnot. Last week Mr. Plaxico Burress raised eyebrows for predicting the Giants would win 23-17. I guess people were surprised he gave the Patriots offense so much credit, as they were only able to score 14 points... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0802.html#1292 Hot Chip @ The Highline Ballroom, 2/2/08 http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0802.html#1291 Comin' atcha first thing every Monday morning, it's The Pony Track, a super-fantastic short distance dedication to BadmintonStamps Collective founding member and internationally renowned symbol for musical excellence Aaron "Pony" Child. No fancy links, no clever write-ups, 'cause these awesome songs don't need no splainin'. So c'mon, ride the pony! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0802.html#1290 BadmintonStamps has turned out our sources and double-checked our facts, and now we're tellin' you straight up: Devo will be playing Philadelphia's Festival Pier on Saturday, June 21st, 2008 as the headlining act for Day 1 of the weekend-long Paul Green School of Rock Festival. Devo's appearance was announced by Paul Green himself last Saturday night during a student showcase at the Trocadero. The festival, held last year in Asbury Park, NJ with headliners Ween and Bad Brains, is bound for Penn's Landing in its second year of life. Geez, no sooner did Vineland have its plug pulled than the Garden State starts hemorrhaging festivals left and right. No word yet on ticket sales or the the Day 2 headliner, but for now we're happy just to be laying out the booji boy welcome mat... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0802.html#1289 X Marx The Spot http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0801.html#1288 A Girl's Gotta Get Her Cookie http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0801.html#1287 Let's preface this whole thing by making one point very clear: in a battle of the bands, nobody wins. The audience at these events is comprised of people who, unless they are there specifically to cheer for your band, are there specifically not to cheer for your band under any circumstance. The judging panels are frequently populated with people who have no business telling anybody what sort of music to make, and will laud only those acts who pander to their particular predetermined idea of cool or remind them of their own failed and unlistenable musical endeavors. And in an era where "selling out" becomes more of a philosophical fossil with each passing day, the spectacle of artists competing for cash and prizes still smacks faintly of fresh marrow... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0801.html#1286 I find that often, when someone says, "I don't give a fuck," they actually give quite a fuck indeed. Usually it comes after a disagreement, where the person is using the code "I don't give a fuck" to mean "We can do what you want, but I'm going to be very unhappy about it." But the not giving a fuck can also be used to lay claim to a sort of false punk rock, go-with-the-flow aesthetic. For example, I don't think there is any single demographic of people who claim they don't give a fuck more frequently than rappers. And I don't think there is any single demographic of people who actually give more of a fuck than rappers... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0801.html#1285 The Walkmen @ Johnny Brenda's, 1/23/08 http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0801.html#1284 Comin' atcha first thing every Monday morning, it's The Pony Track, a super-fantastic short distance dedication to BadmintonStamps Collective founding member and internationally renowned symbol for musical excellence Aaron "Pony" Child. No fancy links, no clever write-ups, 'cause these awesome songs don't need no splainin'. So c'mon, ride the pony! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0801.html#1283 What can we blog about Greyhounds that we haven't already blogged and had quoted by R5 before. They're at North Star this evening, and you should be, too.... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0801.html#1282 Fudging The Truth http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0801.html#1281 Three Weeks 'Till Spring Training http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0801.html#1280 He may claim to walk around with guns the size of Lil' Bow Wow, but he's just overcompensating for balls the size of tic tacs. Last week, 50 Cent, along with several other entertainers, was named in a New York steroids trafficking investigation. The news comes as a huge blow to long time fans, who believed his stunning recovery from nine bullet wounds was simply the result of some B-12 shots and a rigorous work-out routine. Of course, it's no secret that Fiddy had already dabbled with other, less conventional performance enhancers, but it seems that lip-sync backing tracks (typically administered to teenagers) and black ink injections (typically administered in the ass) were insufficient stop-gap measures for his fading physique... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0801.html#1279 People don't say "jacuzzi" anymore. They say "hot tub". And this is a tragic thing, yet another example of the decline of Western Civilization. Because jacuzzi is quite simply an awesome word. Undoubtedly this jacuzzi/tub shift came about because jacuzzi began to be associated with a sort of blow-and-models eurotrash sex binge, and in an effort to make it more palatable to suburban households They (see: the industry, media, etc.) integrated "hot tub" into the portable jet stream bath vernacular. Now, it is true that Jacuzzi is a brand name. But that's no excuse to drop this gem (see: "Xerox" vs. "copy machine"). And the point is, I don't want a tub. I want a jacuzzi... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0801.html#1278 From chocolate to healing, Hot Chip has always been an active proponent all things sexual. Now we can add explosions to that vaunted list, courtesy of a b-side Snoop Dogg cover planned for later this year... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0801.html#1277 Comin' atcha first thing every Monday morning, it's The Pony Track, a super-fantastic short distance dedication to BadmintonStamps Collective founding member and internationally renowned symbol for musical excellence Aaron "Pony" Child. No fancy links, no clever write-ups, 'cause these awesome songs don't need no splainin'. So c'mon, ride the pony! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0801.html#1276 The Turbo Station parties are always a welcome sight on the nightlife calendar, simply because they draw together all our favorite DJs in one convenient boozey blow-out. Friday night, Part Duex at The Troc features Steven Bloodbath, Shawn Ryan, and the Oh Murder Inc ladies, plus Power 99FM's Diamond Kuts, a hottie who was onto this whole "Lip Gloss" thing even before SkinnySlim. Free drinkin' from 10 to 11 makes it hot with seven t's... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0801.html#1275 Spare Some Bark, Mister? http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0801.html#1274 Organizers of the Popped! Festival aren't moving the event to New Jersey. But they are spamming people on behalf of Malibu Rum. Why? There's no mention of this Saturday's "Winter Beach Bash" on the Popped! web site, nor is Malibu listed as a festival sponsor (not surprising; anybody who attended the festival last year is painfully aware that pulling down liquor sponsors is not where this organization's talents lie). It seems, then, the non-profit festival's e-mail list has been turned into somebody's (???) private - and for profit, perhaps - marketing spambot... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0801.html#1273 The Vineland Music Festival just can't catch a break. Now, the organizers of Coachella have added piss to the NARCS' previously discussed vinegar, scheduling their own New Jersey music festival on the same weekend as the proposed Vineland affair. And theirs might have Radiohead. Damn. http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0801.html#1272 Last week the World Authority In Charge of the Olympics (WACO) announced that some South African dude is not eligible to compete in Track and Field events. The reason is that this guy, let's call him Pepe, is a cripple. Which seems pretty cruel of W.A.C.O. because, you know, Pepe's a cripple and the only thing cripples are really good for is our pity. But it seems Pepe is no ordinary cripple. See, this guy has special contoured prosthetic legs, probably made out of some high class material like fiberglass or petroniophane. So in all actuality, Pepe is a bionic cripple... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0801.html#1271 Comin' atcha first thing every Monday morning, it's The Pony Track, a super-fantastic short distance dedication to BadmintonStamps Collective founding member and internationally renowned symbol for musical excellence Aaron "Pony" Child. No fancy links, no clever write-ups, 'cause these awesome songs don't need no splainin'. So c'mon, ride the pony! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0801.html#1270 Whoda thunk Thursday night's most intriguing live proposition would be at Millcreek Tavern? Bird And The Buffalo offer up a smart slurry of melting chamber pop. Between these guys and The Neighborhood Choir, there's definitely the seedlings of a whole new shamble-rock movement here in Philly. 'Bout time, if you ask us. MySpace it for the goods... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0801.html#1269 Hey Stampers. SkinnySlim is going to do my best to keep the posts coming this month, but I got this cinematic masterpiece I'm shooting, so shit may be light. To keep you occupied, here's a quick little one minute flick I made with my boy Andreas Finklestein back in the day... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0801.html#1268 Comin' atcha first thing every Monday morning, it's The Pony Track, a super-fantastic short distance dedication to BadmintonStamps Collective founding member and internationally renowned symbol for musical excellence Aaron "Pony" Child. No fancy links, no clever write-ups, 'cause these awesome songs don't need no splainin'. So c'mon, ride the pony! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0801.html#1267 What's new in the tumultuous world of Grizzled Grandpa Fist-Shakery, you ask? It's a new spin on a classic theme. Tired of telling individual youngsters to turn that damned music down, the old folks have expanded their vision, working the dark recesses of local politics in an effort to block the entire Vineland Music Festival, a three-day summer affair recently proposed by the makers of Glastonbury and Lollapalooza for a large parcel of undeveloped farmland in Vineland, NJ. What makes this particular glass of hater-ade truly refreshing is the name this group of malcontents has chosen for themselves: Neighbours Against Rock Concert Site. NARCS, if you will. Before you snicker... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0801.html#1266 Cold Water Wierdos http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0801.html#1265 Gone Space Fishing http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0801.html#1264 So good, people had to invent a whole new genre to describe it. So good, even the '06 demo version was hot with nine t's. So good, it snared the guitar player a hot brazillian chick. So good, the live performance made an otherwise intolerably overcrowded Making Time at Transit back in May wholly enjoyable. So good, NME declared it the best song of the year. So good, the album that houses it took home the 2007 Mercury Prize. So good, you just can't help oo-wee-oo-wee-ooing along. And perhaps most importantly, so good, it's the official Philabuster ringtone. Forget the skans, 'cause this shit is straight-up solid gold. http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0801.html#1263 Happy New Years, Stampers. Hope yours was better than mine. See, I've been plagued by computer problems. Computer bug problems, to be exact. And when I say computer bug, I'm not using some cute euphemism for a technical issue. I'm talking literal bugs. I have this brown ant living inside of my laptop. It pops out of the monitor or the keyboard for a second, but scurries back inside before I can smash it. At first I thought it was all very humorous, and even named it CharlieSlim. But recently, I've noticed tiny little computer ant chilrin' scurrying about my work space, signaling a full-on onslaught and infestation. I can only assume the mother and offspring bug mutants are surviving on the succulent and juicy chips inside my Macintosh... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0801.html#1262 Step into my office, baby. Which, depending on the version of this song you're listening to, could mean either the club or the 'Buster boudoir - and I'm not saying which goes where. Either way, expect to get some serious work done. The BadmintonStamps office is fortunate enough to have a French specialist on call for truly nuanced analysis, but even a crude google translation of the song's lyrics gives you a good idea of how real TTC keeps it. Just consider the following statement: "My business flanks of a clear correctness." Now, every night, before you fall asleep, try to reflect on the day you've had and honestly ask yourself, "did my business flank of a clear correctness today?" If the answer is "no," then congratulations: you've just discovered the reason why TTC have so much money and sex and cous cous, and you don't... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0801.html#1261 Haiku Review: NYE Making Time @ Transit, 12/31/07 http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0801.html#1260 Comin' atcha first thing every Monday morning, it's The Pony Track, a super-fantastic short distance dedication to BadmintonStamps Collective founding member and internationally renowned symbol for musical excellence Aaron "Pony" Child. No fancy links, no clever write-ups, 'cause these awesome songs don't need no splainin'. So c'mon, ride the pony! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0712.html#1259 Comin' atcha first thing every Monday morning, it's The Pony Track, a super-fantastic short distance dedication to BadmintonStamps Collective founding member and internationally renowned symbol for musical excellence Aaron "Pony" Child. No fancy links, no clever write-ups, 'cause these awesome songs don't need no splainin'. So c'mon, ride the pony! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0712.html#1258 As true renaissance men, the 'Stamps boys know both art AND what we like. Occasionally, the two even converge. When they do, we tell you how to get yourself all up in it. http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0712.html#1257 Tonight brings you one more chance to do the ol' Girard Ave Shuffle in '07. Brown Recluse Sings and The Neighborhood Choir are boppin' hard over at Johnny Brenda's, and any 'Stampers worth their salt already know just how good a thing that is. Meanwhile, Shout Magic top off the bill at The Fire, celebrating the release of their smoove new EP, Ceiling Fan And Other Revolutions. An advance copy made its way into the 'Stamps HQ stereo a few months ago. Needless to say, we've been waiting for this party ever since... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0712.html#1256 The Muppet Song of the year, but unlike last year's Gonzo voiced banger, this one is a plaintive ballad sung by Kermit the Frog. It's not easy being green and from New York, and it seems that after the Muppets took Manhattan things kinda went to shit. Not in the dirty, smelly, crime way. In the clean, safe, dull way. Kermit, as channeled by Mr. James Murphy of LCD Soundsystem, whimpers... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0712.html#1255 She's Got The Look http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0712.html#1254 I Am Legend http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0712.html#1253 Silliest thing I heard/read about music all year: "That Lip Gloss song is so stupid. I mean it's a song about lip gloss!" Listen up old folks, "Lip Gloss" is great for four reasons, and numero uno is that it's a song about lip gloss. What, you prefer your pop songs to be about breaking up with a boyfriend or falling in love? Sticking it to the man or getting drunk? Reminiscing abut the good ol' days? Gimme a fucking break... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0712.html#1252 Over the weekend I wrote this long-assed post about R. Kelly and "I'm A Flirt". Here are some details from it... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0712.html#1251 Comin' atcha first thing every Monday morning, it's The Pony Track, a super-fantastic short distance dedication to BadmintonStamps Collective founding member and internationally renowned symbol for musical excellence Aaron "Pony" Child. No fancy links, no clever write-ups, 'cause these awesome songs don't need no splainin'. So c'mon, ride the pony! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0712.html#1250 In NYC Friday night is Hip Hop Night. See rap legends Chronikill drop songs, including the soon-to-be smash "Drinking On A Tuesday", from their new album at Don Hills. Unfortunately the rumors seem to be just that, and the new album will not be called Drinking On A Tuesday With Morrie... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0712.html#1249 My mom won two trophies in her childhood. One was for Miss Hallworth, NJ, which makes sense because she's a beautiful, glamorous, and feminine woman from Hallworth, NJ. The other was for sharpshooting, which really makes no sense at all. Somehow somewhere my mom, who has never owned a gun, discovered that she could shoot a rifle with more accuracy than anyone in the county. So she joined her high school sharpshooting team. They would travel to state competitions and when the team showed up, the boys from the other teams would make fun of my moms. But good ol' Mrs. Slim just shut her mouth and let her guns do the talking... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0712.html#1248 Tapes 'N Tapes http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0712.html#1247 Chairman Of The Waterboard http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0712.html#1246 It's been twelve months since the last time I did this, so you can finally stop holding your breath... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0712.html#1245 Comin' atcha first thing every Monday morning, it's The Pony Track, a super-fantastic short distance dedication to BadmintonStamps Collective founding member and internationally renowned symbol for musical excellence Aaron "Pony" Child. No fancy links, no clever write-ups, 'cause these awesome songs don't need no splainin'. So c'mon, ride the pony! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0712.html#1244 Tonight at the mighty North Star, The Major Leagues and The Neighborhood Choir are both back on stage after some seriously serious time in the studio. The first gem to surface in the wake of their efforts is TNC's pastoral "Whale Song", an laid-back jam that will have you chillaxing the way you thought only Phoenix's "Summer Days" could. Stay tuned for some exciting news about both these acts in the coming days, but please don't wait any longer to see them live... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0712.html#1243 Every year, bands with gimmicky one-off Christmas songs start e-mailing us earlier and earlier. Honestly dudes, show some decorum! I don't want to listen to your gimmicky one-off Christmas songs in October. I'm still too busy slogging through the swarms of gimmicky one-off Halloween songs from all those other bands that sound just like you. Point being, since they tactfully withheld e-harassment until two weeks after Thanksgiving, The Swimmers get their gimmicky one-off Christmas song posted here. http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0712.html#1242 The Getaway http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0712.html#1241 But A Dog Is A Dog Is A Dog Is A Dog http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0712.html#1240 Very sad news. But we will celebrate Pimp C, one of the greats. RIP C, and long live UGK. http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0712.html#1239 Here's a quick look at the albums spinning on SkinnySlim's record player this month... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0712.html#1238 We've been inundated with emails and comments and death threats and fake anthrax mailings (Not funny. Seriously. Not fucking funny.) over the past five days bitching about why we ain't posting. While we appreciate the desire to read our musings, you all have to understand that sometimes we don't have time to sit in front of our computers, completely naked except for one of those beer hats, and drop gems that will make you, our readers, cool. And listen, we want to make you cool. I'm sure you've been freaking out that you haven't been cool since last Wednesday. But the deal is, this little thing called life smacked us in the face this past week. Something tells me that's not going to be enough of an explanation. So, for the first time since the inception of BadmintonStamps - and despite all of the potential fallout - we are going to reveal our secret identities... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0712.html#1237 Well, the writer's strike may not be officially over, but I'm crossing the picket lines. It seems after all of that I'm not actually a member of the Writers Guild. Some know it all "writer" told me that bloggers aren't welcome in his union. Well, excuse me Mr. Buck Henry, if that is your real name (sounds like his first pet was named Buck and he lived on Henry Street if you know what I'm saying). I don't want to be a part of your stupid Lollipop Guild anyhow. In fact, I'm going on strike against the union... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0711.html#1236 Psychiatrists like to think that they are to psychologists what astronomers are to astrologists. Thats because the psychiatrists have to go to medical school while psychologists just have to fill out one of those "can-you-be-an-artist" mail-in forms where you sketch a parrot. This means that psychiatrists can prescribe drugs and generally piss all over their less schooled, but parrot-sketching capable, counterparts. And these two are sure as hellfire competitive. But one thing these two rival mind fuck camps have in common is the famed "psychoincidence". What is the psychoincidence, prey tell? It's when an ologist/iatrist randomly encounters someone about whom a patient of theirs has divulged secrets. For example... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0711.html#1235 Haiku Review: R. Kelly @ The Nassau Coliseum, 11/23/07 http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0711.html#1234 The 'Stamps boys are always huge fans of songs that reference natural disasters, but the recent tradgedy in Bangladesh has made Baby Bash's "Cyclone" a bit too guilty of a pleasure to enjoy in the short term. Thank god for local party-starters Gang. Their newest tune, "Earthquake It", was just recently added to their MySpace page, and can be relished completely free of any major current events stigma... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0711.html#1233 Comin' atcha first thing every Monday morning, it's The Pony Track, a super-fantastic short distance dedication to BadmintonStamps Collective founding member and internationally renowned symbol for musical excellence Aaron "Pony" Child. No fancy links, no clever write-ups, 'cause these awesome songs don't need no splainin'. So c'mon, ride the pony! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0711.html#1232 I think I speak for all of us when I say that I've had enough with these trashy Hollywood chick celebrities. These no talent, spoiled celebutantes are lucky we pay them any attention. In effect, they've hit the lottery by landing some minor role or Maxim spread or sex tape, and they're nothing more than a dime a dozen. However, trashy Hollywood dude celebrities are a completely different story. They're pre-ordained by a higher power to be famous. Mr. God himself marks all future male celebrities with an unmistakable feature... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0711.html#1231 Tryptophanatic http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0711.html#1230 Turkey Music http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0711.html#1229 It's been quite a week for sports scandals, what with Michael Vick beginning his prison sentence for a dogfighting conviction and home run champ Barry Bonds being indicted for general assholery, but who would have thunk baseball golden child and Scrawny and SkinnySlim hero Derek Jeter would be added to the mix. Seems that Jeter is in trouble with the taxman. He declared himself a primary resident of Florida, which happens to have no state income tax, but has not spent the required 183 days in the Sunshine State required to legally establish residence... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0711.html#1228 Comin' atcha first thing every Monday morning, it's The Pony Track, a super-fantastic short distance dedication to BadmintonStamps Collective founding member and internationally renowned symbol for musical excellence Aaron "Pony" Child. No fancy links, no clever write-ups, 'cause these awesome songs don't need no splainin'. So c'mon, ride the pony! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0711.html#1227 Skip Slept With A Honkey http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0711.html#1226 Man Without A Face http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0711.html#1225 A day late and $499 short? We sincerely hope you weren't relying on Philebrity to give you a heads-up about the single hottest concert to hit the city since Radiohead's Tower two-fer. Because Jay-Z's show at the TLA did not, in fact, take place Tuesday night. It happened on Monday. Thanks for trying. Seriously, we'd chalk this lapse up as another "old white guy out of touch with young/black people" thing, except Valania seemed to hold it down just fine. Of course, it might simply be a case of pulling information from some bad listings... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0711.html#1224 Things I learned at the spectacular Jay-Z concert at the intimate TLA in Philly last night: As a white boy, when Jay-Z requests that you tell him what his motherfucking name is (Jigga!), please do so with enthusiasm. You cannot, however, tell him who he is rolling with... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0711.html#1223 The 2008 Popped! Festival goes official with its biggest of big names, The Roots, who are slated to perform Things Falll Apart from end to end in the headlining slot. Not to spread too much second-handedness here, but the gossip about this event's planning is all big risks and skin-of-teeth margins. We're hoping for the best, but color us skeptical until it, you know, actually happens. Right now, when you google "Popped!", all you get is pimples... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0711.html#1222 Haiku Review: Jay-Z @ The TLA, 11/12/07 http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0711.html#1221 Comin' atcha first thing every Monday morning, it's The Pony Track, a super-fantastic short distance dedication to BadmintonStamps Collective founding member and internationally renowned symbol for musical excellence Aaron "Pony" Child. No fancy links, no clever write-ups, 'cause these awesome songs don't need no splainin'. So c'mon, ride the pony! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0711.html#1220 I went to a screening of an Iraqi war film last night, and was struck yet again by how much African Americans love to talk during the movies. And it's not just topics of conversation related to the film, either. The black people behind me were saying things like, "I'm hungry" and "I think I'm going to go bowling later." Basically they were just letting there internal monologue rip. What is it about a movie theater that brings this out? Cause it's not like you see black people saying this stuff to themselves on the subway. Movie house talking seems deeply ingrained in the culture... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0711.html#1219 Building Blocks http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0711.html#1218 Keep Fallin' http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0711.html#1217 Menomena @ First Unitarian Church, 11/7/07 http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0711.html#1216 We've recently gone over the various joys of giving 5, but what about a less recreational, and more socially important, form of hand communication? Yes, I'm talking about the handshake, a social custom dating back to the days of Sir Walter Raleigh. The hand has changed little since the first Queen Elizabeth's Court, although us young cool kids don't always know whether to give the proper handshake or the more laid back "open hand pound". The open hand pound is obviously preferred. It's saying, "Hey, call me Scrawny, cause Mr. Slim's my dad and this ain't my daddy's handshake." Unfortunately, sometimes you don't know if your shake partner will be receptive to your pound... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0711.html#1215 As you have probably heard, the Writers Guild is currently on strike. That means no soap operas, variety shows, sitcoms and whatever the hell this is. The major issue at hand is how to compensate writers for "new media". New media is what is called a "buzzword" even though it's actually two words and no one knows what it means. From what I can gather, the union scribes want cash for internet downloads. Which sounds pretty good. Which is why I've decided to join my brothers in the guild. That's right, I'm on strike. One more time: I'M ON STRIKE! No money, no funny! No cash no...writey things... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0711.html#1214 Comin' atcha first thing every Monday morning, it's The Pony Track, a super-fantastic short distance dedication to BadmintonStamps Collective founding member and internationally renowned symbol for musical excellence Aaron "Pony" Child. No fancy links, no clever write-ups, 'cause these awesome songs don't need no splainin'. So c'mon, ride the pony! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0711.html#1213 Hitting The Fairway http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0711.html#1212 You Talk Way Too Much http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0711.html#1211 As Biggie once said, "Goddamn credit? Dead it." And while he was talking about the crack game, there is a rock, or at least an ounce, of truth in that statement for all of us. Because in this cruel, cruel world it's tough getting credit for your good deeds. Take for example the tip cup at your favorite order-at-the-counter restaurant. I'm always dropping a buck in the jar at my spots. In Philly it's Jim's Steaks and in New York it's Pepe Rosso. And yet, no matter when I place that grace in their cup, the cashier always seems to be looking away... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0710.html#1210 Rappers love the Holiday Season, what with its festival of lights and spirit of giving. That's why so many of them pack the final weeks of the years with cd releases. That, or just pressure from their labels to increase fourth quarter sales. Here's a quick look at some BadmintonStamps-approved albums dropping in your stocking soon... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0710.html#1209 The 2007 Boston Red Sox overcame all the obstacles - a red hot Rockies team, thin mountain air, divine will, Eric Gagne - administered what is statistically the most severe and thorough beatdown in post-season history, and walked away with the trophy, the girl, the champagne-soaked wardrobe, and nutsacks grown as large and majestic as the Rocky Mountains themselves. If I told you that blondie there was actually the little sister of a Colorado player, could you really doubt it? http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0710.html#1208 Comin' atcha first thing every Monday morning, it's The Pony Track, a super-fantastic short distance dedication to BadmintonStamps Collective founding member and internationally renowned symbol for musical excellence Aaron "Pony" Child. No fancy links, no clever write-ups, 'cause these awesome songs don't need no splainin'. So c'mon, ride the pony! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0710.html#1207 Last night, on the way to a 2-1 Boston victory, Red Sox centerfielder Jacoby Ellsbury stole a base. He did it for his team, to be sure. But he also did it for you, me, Royce Clayton, and everyone else who believes, even in this topsy-turvy world gone mad, that a free lunch is a dream worth fighting for. Because Jacoby stole second base in the bottom of the fourth inning, we all get to wander over to the nearest Taco Bell on Tuesday, October 30th between 2PM and 5PM and ask for a free taco. Just because. If you're not a Red Sox fan now, then you obviously don't love free tacos. And if you don't love free tacos, then you obviously don't love America. As for me... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0710.html#1206 Take The Scenic Route http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0710.html#1205 The Little Tramp http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0710.html#1204 I'm from New York City, born and raised. It's always humorous for me to observe a certain breed of recent NYC transplants. This specific set feel the need to prove their knowledge of the Big Apple, and thus pretend that they know everything this town has to offer. They don't, and God knows neither do I. That's the charm of a place like my hometown; there's always new favorite places to discover. The same concept applies to music (more than say, movies). While some interent geeks will come on like they know the entire world's music history, even a braggart like SkinnySlim admits that there's so much music new and old to discover, it's impossible to know it all... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0710.html#1203 Presidential race saturation and fatigue have already set in, and we're still more than a year away from the election. Still, there is little doubt that the campaign will prove to be one of the most historic and important in our country's history. That's why SkinnySlim is here to help you choose the next leader of the free world wisely. That's right, I've whittled down the leading contenders and ranked them by asking the single most important criteria for Presidential success: Which candidate has the best reference in a hip-hop lyric? Let's examine the options... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0710.html#1202 SkinnySlim is the type of kid who's gonna treat his woman right. But, as much as he is loathe to admit it, SkinnySlim is the type of kid who's sometimes gonna treat his woman wrong. I mean, I'm no goody-goody two shoes, or even a goody-goody one shoe for that matter. And sometimes even the most respectful badass is going to slip up on his lady. But when SkinnySlim does treat a woman wrong, he sure as goddamn knows how to treat her extra right to make up for it. That's when I call up Captain Ron and tell 'em to get my yacht ready, 'cause I got a vacation make-up scheme I need to put in effect... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0710.html#1201 Hey! Jonathan Papelbon of the Boston Red Sox here! Just wanted to remind all of you to watch me and the guys in the World Series beginning this Wednesday night. It's gonna be so awesome. I think we're playing the Denver Broncos. Now, if you'll excuse me, I've gotta finish my third bottle of champagne and then go find Tim McCarver. Dude's got a purple nurple comin' like you wouldn't believe. WHOOOO!!! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0710.html#1200 Comin' atcha first thing every Monday morning, it's The Pony Track, a super-fantastic short distance dedication to BadmintonStamps Collective founding member and internationally renowned symbol for musical excellence Aaron "Pony" Child. No fancy links, no clever write-ups, 'cause these awesome songs don't need no splainin'. So c'mon, ride the pony! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0710.html#1199 'Slim and I have this friend who lives in New York. Since forever, we've referred to said friend by his last name, but I've recently come to realize that we may have been missing out on a great nickname opportunity. See, this friend's first name is Joshua, and his middle initial is Z. See where I'm going with this? Of course, the most likely reason we never connected these dots earlier is because Joshua is quite possibly the least black person any of us know. I mean, he's not black the way Conan O'Brien is not black. This only makes me regret the oversight even more... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0710.html#1198 There's nothing like the feeling when you slap a buddy's hand to show appreciation. That's why you can find me out on the street constantly giving 5. I employ a variety of methods. You got the Running High, the Flipped Hand Double Quickie, and my personal favorite, the Behind The Back Low. Sometimes, if I'm feeling particularly kinky, I'll do the Egyptian (Behind Back Low to one person, simultaneous Dead Ahead 5 to another). During a recent demonstration of my slapping skills, some chick I know was telling me how much she loves 5, but doesn't get enough. Well baby, it's like the fortune cookie says... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0710.html#1197 Apologies, loyal readers. The total lack of activity here at the 'Stamps this week has been the unfortunate consequence of Philabuster's extended tango with a particularly tenacious strain of Streptococcal Pharyngitis. While drifting in and out of a 100+ degree fevered delerium for the better part of a week has admittedly had its entertaining moments, it did not lend itself well to parsing HTML and navigating server directories. To make up for the dry spell, I propose a flurry of hastily prepared, mildly relevant, and probably only marginally humorous posts slung up willy-nilly during the remainder of the week, starting with this belated Pony Track substitute... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0710.html#1196 Blah blah blah grizzly beach bear house. The one show that nobody (except Badminton) is talking about is The Khyber's awesomely ecclectic Sunday night line-up. Headliners Middle Distance Runner offset the Belle and Sebastian expectations of their moniker with Radiohead riffage and Arcade Fire frenzies. Lower on the bill is Syme, a Norwegian combo whose melodic electro-pop simultaneously takes you back to the halcyon days of IDM and forward to it's not-quite-retro-yet future, an imaginary place where The Helio Sequence and Morr Music compilations are mentioned with the same reverance as Joy Division or the Stax catalogue. Crazy, sure, but us bloggers get paid to dream big. Add in an opening set from White Denim (pic'd), a Texas band that are all too happy to act out James Murphy's wildest punk rock fantasies, and you've got one hell of a three reasons to be tired and hungover at work tomorrow morning... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0710.html#1195 I regret to inform you that Mr. SkinnySlim will be away for the next two weeks. I'm happy to inform you that he has instructed Mr. Philabuster to put up a seven songs of excellence during his regrettable absence. Think of it like BadmintonStamps' Pony Track, but instead of every week, you'll get numerous delicious servings in just 10 work days. Fantastic. http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0710.html#1194 Big Time Baller http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0710.html#1193 So I'm reading this thread on BCO, and it's like there's fifteen different "But of course!" lights going off all at once. The premise: too many fucking tours. Seriously, if you've been beating your head against a wall trying to figure out why bands like Of Montreal and Sunset Rubdown seem to play Philly once every twnety-five days, then feast on the knowledge within... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0710.html#1192 I regret to inform you that Mr. SkinnySlim will be away for the next two weeks. I'm happy to inform you that he has instructed Mr. Philabuster to put up a seven songs of excellence during his regrettable absence. Think of it like BadmintonStamps' Pony Track, but instead of every week, you'll get numerous delicious servings in just 10 work days. Fantastic. http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0710.html#1191 I regret to inform you that Mr. SkinnySlim will be away for the next two weeks. I'm happy to inform you that he has instructed Mr. Philabuster to put up a seven songs of excellence during his regrettable absence. Think of it like BadmintonStamps' Pony Track, but instead of every week, you'll get numerous delicious servings in just 10 work days. Fantastic. http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0710.html#1190 I regret to inform you that Mr. SkinnySlim will be away for the next two weeks. I'm happy to inform you that he has instructed Mr. Philabuster to put up a seven songs of excellence during his regrettable absence. Think of it like BadmintonStamps' Pony Track, but instead of every week, you'll get numerous delicious servings in just 10 work days. Fantastic. http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0710.html#1189 I regret to inform you that Mr. SkinnySlim will be away for the next two weeks. I'm happy to inform you that he has instructed Mr. Philabuster to put up a seven songs of excellence during his regrettable absence. Think of it like BadmintonStamps' Pony Track, but instead of every week, you'll get numerous delicious servings in just 10 work days. Fantastic. http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0710.html#1188 It's supposed to be a once-a-month affair, but rules are made to be broken, and Making Time won't be boxed in by mere convention. Behold, The Raddening... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0710.html#1187 I regret to inform you that Mr. SkinnySlim will be away for the next two weeks. I'm happy to inform you that he has instructed Mr. Philabuster to put up a seven songs of excellence during his regrettable absence. Think of it like BadmintonStamps' Pony Track, but instead of every week, you'll get numerous delicious servings in just 10 work days. Fantastic. http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0710.html#1186 In the world of televised sports commentary, there's no greater softball than the old half full vs half empty glass conversation. Were the Phillies that good down the stretch, or were the Mets just that bad? Did Matt Holliday win the game last night, or did Trevor Hoffman lose it? Is athlete's foot fungus really that strong, or are my feet just pussies? It's a line of questioning that tops even "can player x ever recover from his most recent criminal indictment/conviction?" for sheer stupidity, because (as with the question of whether player x can ever recover) the answer is always "yes". Winning and losing are mutually conclusive events. It's like debating whether a light is on or not off... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0710.html#1185 I regret to inform you that Mr. SkinnySlim will be away for the next two weeks. I'm happy to inform you that he has instructed Mr. Philabuster to put up a seven songs of excellence during his regrettable absence. Think of it like BadmintonStamps' Pony Track, but instead of every week, you'll get numerous delicious servings in just 10 work days. Fantastic. http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0710.html#1184 Comin' atcha first thing every Monday morning, it's The Pony Track, a super-fantastic short distance dedication to BadmintonStamps Collective founding member and internationally renowned symbol for musical excellence Aaron "Pony" Child. No fancy links, no clever write-ups, 'cause these awesome songs don't need no splainin'. So c'mon, ride the pony! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0710.html#1183 Before I Was A Wheel I Was A Will http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0709.html#1182 Hammer I Miss You http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0709.html#1181 Philly's own mad booking scientist Joe Lekkas puts the shoe on the other hand tonight, as he and his motley chamber pop crew, Grammar Debate!, headline at The Khyber. The band, seen here doing the obligatory let's-all-switch-faces press kit photo, will be celebrating the release of their new album, Cheetah Vs Helicopter, and it's strongly recommended that you turn out. Philabuster will be in attendance, playing a little game I like to call PBR vs Liver, probably followed a little later on by Wait To Get Home vs Pee In That Alley... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0709.html#1180 As the Red Sox and Yankees make their usual charge into the playoffs, their fellow AL East division members The Tampa Bay Devil Rays are making their usual charge for last place and the worst record in all of baseball. Refusing to accept that their team's ninth cellar finish in ten seasons is simply the result of a minuscule payroll combined with a pitching-deficient farm system, the front office has chosen a bold new scapegoat: the team name. Starting next season, they'll ditch the "Devil" and be known as simply "The Rays". Of course, name changes are purely cosmetic, and are more often executed as a PR quick fix than out of any genuine effort at improvement... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0709.html#1179 My little brother is going to college next year, and I've been taking him on all of the great University tours. Did you know that every school in this country is the oldest something or has the largest something else? At least three schools have claimed to be the oldest in the country. Johns Hopkins was not as fortunate, as their greatest claim to fame is being "the oldest private research university on the east coast". Yikes. Also, at all of these schools you should/shouldn't step on, rub, hop, or step over some landmark. If you do/don't, you will die/fail a test/become immune to antibiotics (very odd superstition, Carleton College)... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0709.html#1178 Comin' atcha first thing every Monday morning, it's The Pony Track, a super-fantastic short distance dedication to BadmintonStamps Collective founding member and internationally renowned symbol for musical excellence Aaron "Pony" Child. No fancy links, no clever write-ups, 'cause these awesome songs don't need no splainin'. So c'mon, ride the pony! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0709.html#1177 Tonight at Transit, don't miss Turbo Station, a mega-huge Vice/Colt 45-sponsored party featuring pretty much every Philly DJ worth your time. SuperToddBros, Oh Murder! Inc, Shawn Ryan and the Hurrah posse, and Steven Bloodbath all under one roof at the same time? We'd call it impossible, except that they were all gettin' drunk together at Mission 300 last weekend, too. But if some's good, more's better, don't ya know. Git over there! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0709.html#1176 Hot Babes http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0709.html#1175 Thongs Ahoy http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0709.html#1174 Murphy famously postulated that anything is possible except skiing through a revolving door. It took zoological expert/talk show whore Jack Hannah to prove him wrong. Apparently, it's also impossible to push a caged flamingo through a turnstile. Beyond the superficial comedy of the situation, Hannah's post-rescue quotes provide some added insight into how low on the brain chain he actually is. "I never thought about the crate being square and the turnstile being round," the 60-year said, admitting to a level of spacial comprehension regularly surpassed by parrots half his age. The incident also revealed... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0709.html#1173 If you are reading this right now you're either on another planet or the world hasn't ended yet. Either way, there's no denying that this party we call Earth ain't gonna last forever. Seventeen percent of Americans believe the world will end in their lifetime, and that means they're right. So, how will this destruction take place? Let's look at the four leading possibilities, shall we... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0709.html#1172 When Biggie said, "Remember Rappin' Duke, duh-ha, duh-ha/Never thought that hip-hop would take it this far", you probably don't know what he was talking about. Until now... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0709.html#1171 Comin' atcha first thing every Monday morning, it's The Pony Track, a super-fantastic short distance dedication to BadmintonStamps Collective founding member and internationally renowned symbol for musical excellence Aaron "Pony" Child. No fancy links, no clever write-ups, 'cause these awesome songs don't need no splainin'. So c'mon, ride the pony! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0709.html#1170 It feels like it's been ages since the Trocadero Balcony has had anything legitimately Thursday night-worthy, but lo, the drought ends here and now. Greyhounds (pic'd), one of the most promising new musical developments in the 2-1-5, works out the kind of rag tag rock you'd expect from a band that's been holed up in the studio with Bill Moriarty (Dr. Dog, Man Man), and darned if that's not exactly what the doctor ordered on an almost cool September eve like this. You might as well catch 'em now, since after their show alongside a certain clapping, yeah-ing band later this fall, they'll likely be a much harder ticket to snag... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0709.html#1169 Can't Catch Me http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0709.html#1168 Moonshinin' http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0709.html#1167 Like the unlimited beer and soft pretzels at the event itself, people just can't seem to keep Mission 300's name out their mouths. This time around, it's Philadelphia Weekly showering some crazy old-media love on our bowling, dancing, drinking, awesomeing extravaganza. Pick up a copy from the nearest magic box, or just check out the party feature in this week's A-List online, replete with incontrovertable visual evidence that yes, your ass does look great as you shimmy up to the foul line. And here's a hot little tidbit that developed too late for the printing presses: we've got the Bleached Black DJs on board... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0709.html#1166 A lot of you kiddums may not know, but back in the early nineties there was a social movement called Political Correctness. Like the Temperance and Suffrage movements before it, this was very bad for our culture. Political Correctness (aka " p.c.") opposes to pointing out of humorous differences/deficiencies in other people's race, nationality, religion, or gender. Political correctors believe these people must be defended because they're weak and it might hurt their itty bitty weakling feelings. One of the casualties of this movement is the lost art of Polish kissing... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0709.html#1165 A brief glimpse at what's presently gettin' spun in the Philabuster household... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0709.html#1164 "I wake up, smoke weed, fuck bitches, get my dick sucked - a lot - drink my drink and come in here and do this shit. What am I supposed to do? Take a vacation? Go to Cancun and relax? This is the vacation. You got a job, but this the vacation right here. I can't front, though - I took that line from the nigga from Kiss" - Lil Wayne http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0709.html#1163 Comin' atcha first thing every Monday morning, it's The Pony Track, a super-fantastic short distance dedication to BadmintonStamps Collective founding member and internationally renowned symbol for musical excellence Aaron "Pony" Child. No fancy links, no clever write-ups, 'cause these awesome songs don't need no splainin'. So c'mon, ride the pony! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0709.html#1162 When SkinnySlim isn't busy writing about music, I'm busy reading about music. I'm not talking about other websites. Like I have time to read the moronic musings of unqualified geeks sitting at home, pouring over every recent release. I'm talking about academia, son. The real stuff. And the African-American Studies major in me loves nothing more than reading about black music history. A popular theme in these authoritative essays is to link blues music with hip-hop. Whether they focus on repetition and signifying, or roots in the folk troupe subset, it seems these historians love nothing more than to rave about how hip-hop music derives from the blues. Problem is, modern hip-hop is about as opposite from the blues as you could get... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0709.html#1161 Might As Well http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0709.html#1160 Pick Any One http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0709.html#1159 Here's a quick look at the albums spinning on SkinnySlim's record player this month. http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0709.html#1158 SATURDAY SEPTEMBER 15!!! MISSION300 BRINGS YOU BOWLING, BOOZE, PRETZELS AND TUNES FROM 10-3 TO MAKE YOU.......................... DANCE LIKE JESUS IN HIS PURPLE JUMPSUIT!!! AND ... YOU GET TO FEEL LIKE YOUR GRANDPA GOING NUTS AT HIS BOWLING LEAGUE ON A TUESDAY NIGHT IN 1974, SOUTH PHILLY STYLE!!! LET'S REVIEW THE BASICS: ALL YOU CAN BOWL, ALL YOU CAN DRINK, ALL YOU EAT SOUTH PHILLY PRETZELS. AND IF THAT'S NOT CONVINCING ENOUGH, REMEMBER ITS A: LIGHTS OFF, PRIVATE LANES, AIR HOCKEY (!!!), DIRTY-HIPSTER-DANCING SATURDAY NITE! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0709.html#1157 Yeah, you heard right. And you know you're feelin' it, too. If the thought of some Scandinavian misbehavian' gets you all hot under the hoodie, but the clusterfuck at Ikea during high noon of college move-in season makes you shudder, then have we got the solution for you: a totally free show tonight at the church basement with Peter, Bjorn and John. Take your lunch break early and line up outside the First Unitarian. They'll be distributing wristbands and tickets beginning at noon, one per person, on a first-come first-served basis... http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0709.html#1156 Comin' atcha first thing every Monday morning, it's The Pony Track, a super-fantastic short distance dedication to BadmintonStamps Collective founding member and internationally renowned symbol for musical excellence Aaron "Pony" Child. No fancy links, no clever write-ups, 'cause these awesome songs don't need no splainin'. So c'mon, ride the pony! http://www.badmintonstamps.com/zarchive0709.html#1155