Got Live If You Want It!

[Image courtesy of Kim The Awesome Girlfriend]

So...many...stupid..."having a ball" jokes. Can't...concentrate.

Yep, that's Wayne Coyne crowd-walking inside a big transparent ball. Sunday night's Flaming Lips show at Hammerstein Ballroom was easily in the top ten shows I've ever seen. (Yes, I admit it. It was my first time.) Singing nun puppets, superheroes, Santa Claus vs. The Martians dressup, LOTS of balloons, EVEN MORE confetti, and an amazing crowd-participation moment with thousands of laser-pointers. Well...here... Just take a look for yourself:

[Kim again!]

And here's the laser-pointer thing:

[Stolen photo from Flickr... no idea who took it]

The Raconteurs at Roseland, Tuesday, 9/26. No pictures, but believe me when I tell you that they put on one hell of a show. Jack White can good-old-fashioned shred on that there gee-tar! We missed the first three songs, thanks to a semi-retarded acquaintance giving us shitty set-time intel. Nonetheless, it was teriffic. Highlight was the sweet Brendan Benson cover of Bowie's "It Ain't Easy." (The Modern Age has pictures from the previous night's show.)

Tonight is Clap Your Hands Say Yeah in Central Park. Tomorrow night is Sufjan Stevens at Town Hall. Hell, I even came this close to seeing Jet Wednesday night, but it fell through. Needless to say, concert updates and, hopefully, more pix to follow soon.

And yes, I like Jet. They're fun. Shut up!

If Loving This Is Wrong, I Don't Wanna Be Right

I don't even have words.

[Thanks Aimee. Holy Shit.]

Tarzan no use article. No need conjunction. Tarzan use noun, verb!

What does your Netflix queue say about you and your friends? According to this Slate article, the picks at the bottom reflect the person you want to be, while your top selections reflect who you are. Given the fact that my top ten includes season 2.5 of Battlestar Galactica, Bloodrayne, and Silent Hill, I am apparently a trenchcoat-wearing Marilyn Manson fan who's mere days from a school-cafeteria shooting spree. But I really want to be a pretentious ass who watches lots of foreign flicks! So I'm screwed either way, really.

The Gawker media empire has launched it's new music blog, Idolator. Meh. Whatever. Big opening manifesto, no subsequent excitement. The Sound of Young America, on the other hand, is great. Go to the archive and download interviews with everyone from Fred Armisen and Patton Oswalt to Eddie Argos of Art Brut and Chuck Klosterman. Good stuff all.

Alright... it's been a while, but now it's time for...

ANDY KEATON'S INTERMITTENTLY OCCURRING FRIDAY VIDEO CORNER


First, a question... Whatever happened to Drink of the Week?? That was my favorite video show of all.

It's remarkable what you can find when you search for a single word on YouTube. Take "Tarzan" for example. You'll find, among other stuff, two seemingly unrelated clips featuring attractive (underage) girls lip-synching to a cheesy/bizarre first-person Tarzan-and-Jane club track. Like this. And this. I don't get it.

This clip has to be seen to be believed. [Thanks Gaël!]

Check out the Yeah Yeah Yeahs acoustic AOL Interface session.

Finally, the most insane clip of the month. Star Trek slash-fic video!

That oughta keep you going for the weekend. Adios, muchachos.

Lee Corso Has a Baby's Arm

Did anyone else see the "Lee Corso Has a Baby's Arm" sign behind the announcers during ABC's Saturday-night coverage of the Texas v. Ohio State game? Anyone?? Despite a disappointing game, the following hilarity made the three hours well worth it:

1. "Lee Corso Has a Baby's Arm"
2. Inuits use whale penises as sleeping bags
3. What if dogs could talk, but all they could say was "Fuck those Minnesota pussies?"
4. Queensryche's Operation Mindcrime

Thursday night: Onion Comedy Series w/ Eugene Mirman, Michael Showalter, et al. @ Joe's Pub. Let's put it this way... Kim The Awesome Girlfriend ended up onstage playing truth or dare with Eugene Mirman. Literally. She sang an aria about not wanting to have sex with a wolf. Eugene Mirman is a goddamn genius.
Friday night: Serena Maneesh @ Bowery Ballroom. Here's what I can tell you for sure: A tall blond chick plays bass. The singer had lots of scarves tied to his microphone, but I'm pretty sure he wasn't Steven Tyler. Other than that, it's all a blur of beer and feedback.
Last night (Monday): Band of Horses w/ Chad VanGaalen and Fred Armisen @ Bowery Ballroom. I have now seen this band three times, and I can safely say the following: 1. They are charming, self-effacing, and an absolutely great live band. 2. Their fan base seems to consist primarily of absolute douchebags. Seriously, WTF? A room full of drunk, obnoxious assholes, but not in a fun, Guided-By-Voices-show kinda way. More of a room-full-of-sophomore-frat-guys-and-their-irritating-girlfriends kinda way. Anyway, the show was so good it didn't matter. Fred Armisen stepped in to play some impressive stand-up percussion on a couple of songs. No Fericito, though.

**TWO *bitter defeat* APPEALS**

1. The Selfish Appeal
Purchase Mountain Man Dance Moves: The McSweeney's Book of Lists. Why? Because I have a list published in there and I want the damn thing to sell like hotcakes, that's why!

2. The Selfless Appeal
Please log in to Advertising Week's Advertising Icon Poll and vote for my good friend Twinkie the Kid. In addition to the rodeo stuff and providing us all with delicious and well-preserved spongecake with cream filling, he guards my apartment when I'm not at home. I think he deserves a place on the Madison Avenue Advertising Walk of Fame, don't you? Please show your support. And don't be tempted to vote for the Keebler Elves. I know they seem nice, but let's just say they spend a lot of time hanging out with Gary Glitter in Southeast Asia.

Postus Interruptus

So Nicaragua was, like, totally wicked awesome. The picture above sums it up nicely. I shant bore you with details, but suffice it to say there's a decent chance this site will soon be published from Central America on a permanent basis.

Anyway, I don't have time to finish this post. Stay tuned next week for the tale of Kim The Awesome Girlfriend onstage with Eugene Mirman at last night's Onion Comedy Showcase in "I Don't Want to Fuck a Wolf" (or, "No Qiero Chingar un Lobo"); a full report on tonight's Serena Maneesh show; and musings about this weekend's many awesome sporting events (Liverpool match tomorrow, followed by Texas v. Ohio State game; and then the "Manning Bowl" at Giants Stadium on Sunday... and I have tickets!).

Have a fantastic weekend.