A commenter on Collapse Board made the remark that the next big thing will probably be some hybrid of dubstep and rock. It’s a fair guess – maybe even a dubstep-screamo hybrid – but the existence of such a merger doesn’t mean that the public will embrace such a sound. Continue reading
Give your little geek the best start in life …
Jack Black and Kyle Gass – you remember those guys, right?
I was surprised to read in one of the many books I’ve been reading lately that one of the best things you can do in early labour is to play video games. I think the theory goes that if you’re reeling from the on-screen blows meted out by an angry dragon, you’ll be less likely to notice the crippling agony of an emerging sprog. The logic sounds fine to me (and it’s something I’ll be trying assuming that the game emerges before Princess Jr), especially since this year’s most anticipated game just got … uh … anticipateder …
I think I may have put some inaccurate information in my terribly academic 25 carrot-haired cuties post, which I find distressing since I generally try to make the fluff on this blog as accurate as possible. I don’t know where the info came from that Anita Lane was supposed to have sung on Death Is Not The End, because the only version I could actually find had Kylie on it. Still, my half-assed attempts to google it pointed me to this rather catchy tune, which I remember hearing a while back.
Britcoms don’t exactly tax the viewer. Like romantic comedies, they are predictable almost down to the line. Still, like romcoms, finding one that does it well is as refreshing as a nice cup of tea.
You might have caught the furore this week when the world’s largest sperm bank called a halt to donations from redheads because supply exceeded demand. In the public interest (and for those in the market for donor sperm) we’d like to remind you all of the finer qualities of the red of hair. Special thanks to Popshifter‘s flame-haired correspondent, Julz Clark Finley, who helped me research this terribly academic article on famous hotties with coppery tresses.
I’ve had this song going around in my head all day and I don’t have the faintest idea why.
At the video game forum where I hang out, someone linked to a rather stupid article from 2001 called “Where did all the catchy tunes go?”, in which Steve Sailer claims that – well – things ain’t what they used to be. I could have ignored it, could have walked away, but I thought there was a defence to be made for modern pop. I know this because I’ve been there: saying that there aren’t great songs out there only proves that you haven’t been paying attention.
Land of the Dead is George A Romero’s fourth Living Dead movie from 2005, and with a budget of a whopping $15 million, was the most expensive of the bunch. It’s also surprisingly entertaining, with a top-knotch B-movie cast that includes Simon Baker (The Mentalist), Dennis Hopper, Asia Argento, Robert Joy and John Leguizamo.