Finger placed squarely on the pulse, I saw a screening of Sarah Silverman's Jesus Is Magic last night. It was very funny, but didn't really live up to the brilliant trailer. (Find it yourself.) Also, whatever you do, don't read this Dana Goodyear profile of Silverman in The New Yorker. She basically gives away the punchlines to half the jokes in the film. Now that's crack journalism!
Monday was sweaty-hipster mosh night at Greenpoint's Club Exit, where Death from Above 1979 played a blistering set of their trademark "hipster metal." It was an amazing show. It's hard not to use the word "hipster" when you're talking about a Vice showcase on a Monday night, one neighborhood over from Williamsburg in a Polish dance club. The only things missing were a cocaine trough, a Sparks fountain, and an overpriced used-vinyl booth. Oh wait. That was my bar-mitzvah.
Moving on...
MySpace.com has started a record label. Perfect for those who love Emo and/or lonely European sluts.
A Petewatch by any other name would smell as sweet.
New White Stripes video directed by Michel Gondry. [via Stereogum]
Another great manipulated movie trailer. [Thanks, Suze]
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