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Before retirement, deafness and senility, I used to play mp3s records. One of my favorite artists was Cinematic Orchestra. A Ninjatune alum, I labeled Cinematic "Nu" Jazz, and I'm sure this term is mine alone — one that nobody else even dreamed of.

I saw them billed at MHoW, and my thought process went like this:

Me says to me: "Oh, Cinematic at MHoW."

Me replies: "Hmmm, I wonder if it will rule, or if it will be gay."

Me says to me: "Well, their older shit is so dope..."

Me replies: "True, but maybe they've gone vocal and now blow ass like fellow Brits U.N.K.L.E. or Nightmares on Wax."

Me says to me: "Well, you could check The WorldWide InterWeb and see what the new material is like."

Me replies: "Nah, fuck it, I'll get tickets."

Clearly I was a dumbass. Heidi Vogel's vocals were not unlike my penis; big, black and bad. But once I realized she was singing about how "the stars light me" I started feeling a little light in the loafer and found myself wishing I had listened to the more reasonable voice in my head. Girls People, of course, broke out spoons and ate it all up.

Nonetheless, the lady can sing, and had the decency to step aside and let the music breathe. In an instrumental configuration, Cinematic is excellent.

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The West is where people rent city houses whose backyard trees bear fruit, are sensitive, and don't jaywalk. It's also a place where ideas blossom from mixing Chakras with sunshine, and adding a little touch of "sicky, brah".

Resultingly, my left coast friends just launched erockster.com.

It has something to do with "radio"/music, making friends and The WorldWide InterWeb. Oh, and Coachella too.

Me? I'm not down with a rotation of Tegan and Sara, Snow Patrol, or fucking Death Crap for Cutie — but I can't wait for the exclusive shit like hazy afterparty hot tub conversations, cocktail wieners and A.M. chorelist rollcall.

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I've been tuning out democratic politics lately due to rage accumulation, but my man hasn't. He so smart! Writing for the Chicago Tribune and shit... All kidding aside, this is an excellent article. Nice work!

Regardless, here is what is going to happen:

1) Obama will "blow it" somehow.
2) Hillifist will somehow "get the nomination".
3) McCain will somehow "win".

Thank you.

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No press is bad press, but this writing made me throw up in my mouth like Oxy-C at Coachella:

Portland is America's rockingest city, and it's rockingest inhabitant is hippie homegirl Honey Owens. Proprietor of Rad Summer, the city's coolest shop, her band Valet make the freshest, most mind-altering cosmic desert jams going. Honey is also in Atlas Sound and goes out with Adam "White Rainbow" Forkner, completing an all-powerful holy trinity of Pacific Northwest hypno-rcok. SR

(editor's note — fuck you, "SR")

Meanwhile, Valet did totally rock recently at MHoW, where there at least, I got to see Homegirl play topless and I didn't have to read anything.

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I'm totally biting Gothamist again, but I find this street art enjoyable as well.

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I'm totally biting Gothamist, but I find this street art enjoyable.

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I had a hell of a ride to the Autechre show yesterday on a beautiful day that looked like this. I stopped on the Pulaski Bridge and took a snap of Manhattan/Queens.

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Today is an extra Red Letter Day because I just beat my BrickBreaker high score; my favorite pastime to do while serving.

Previously I was at 3680, Level 6. But this afternoon, when Mother Nature's Special Post Lunchtime Call came, I hunkered down and answered with a sizzling 3930, Level 8.

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During lunch today, I happened to walk by Hurley as he struggled to contain his excitement for the opening of his new bar, Hurley's in The Mother of All Clusterfucks that is Time Square. Congrats Hurley!

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If I were to be in Chicago May 02-20, I would see this show. It's by the guy from Someoddpilot Design + Photography.

Oh, also, my girl is having a show, but of course she sends me no info.

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My man sent this to me, and it's pretty wicked like Hulrey's nutsack after a 14 hour Lost shoot on Oahu.

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Like most kids, this 16-year-old probably deserves a beating. On the one hand, it's pretty impressive to build a bike entirely out of wood. On the other hand, it's about the stupidest fucking thing I've ever heard of. Why not build a skateboard out of ice, or a canoe out of butter?

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Recently, Mata-Sue-Eye held a press conference not only wishing my boy a happy birthday, but inviting him to see a game.

Everything was GoodTimes until a spaceship of epic proportion descended upon the field, creating havoc, terror.

Old Stadium.

(Swivels head to the right)

New Stadium.

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Hey look, it's The Nudge! And they've been famoused yet again, but this time by The Fader. Jump over by, and check out "Warsong", an impressive track from their forthcoming EP Infinity Padlock. Infinity Padlock releases on Audraglint mid-may.

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Recently, I designed a movie poster for this Indy film called Merci. I'm not really sure when or where or how you can see it, but I'll bet it's pretty cool as the Synthetic Conceptions guys are swell and from Jersey.

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So that TRS-80 video that I posted was directed by Eric Fensler. So is Speical Effect, shown above. And, with a little more caffeine and sequential second hand "tick-tocking" movement, I remember that Fensler did all the G.I. Joe parodies, shown after the jump...

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TRS-80 used to serve up steamy helpings of live, analog trip-hop and was one of my favorite Chicago bands. Then Deb and Kent split the band, and it got all fancy and moved to LA.

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