Filed under: Music
A few days ago, I posted a video of a song from Jason Schwartzman’s solo effort, Coconut Records. I later found out that he used to date his childhood friend, Zooey Deschanel (from such movies as Elf and The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford), who also happens to be a musician. Zooey and M. Ward joined forces to form She & Him and recently released a new album, Volume One, chock full of forlorn love songs (my guilty pleasure). Zooey’s vocal stylings switch between an old jazzy feel to a southern twang. I have no idea why she has a southern accent since she’s from LA, but I’ll let that slide since I like her music. It’s not as drastic as Shaggy’s fake Jamaican accent.
Listen to “Take It Back” by She & Him.
Filed under: Random
This article posted last week by Allison Hope Weiner of The Huffington Post cracked me up. Only hilarious things can come out of serving as your own lawyer in a court case and speaking about yourself in third person. Here’s an excerpt:
The day ended with some of the biggest news of the trial, Anthony Pellicano will not testify in his own defense. After what was one of the most tortuous days of the trial with the seemingly endless testimony of defendant Kevin Kachikian, Mr. Pellicano finally livened things up after the jury was excused for the day. As the judge sought to question Mr. Pellicano about whether he’d decided to testify, Mr. Pellicano began what was clearly a prepared speech, carefully announcing that his intention is not to have Mr. Pellicano testify to anything that Mr. Pellicano’s clients said. As the judge struggled not to laugh at his repeated use of Mr. Pellicano, Mr. Pellicano attempted to continue his carefully prepared soliloquy, admonishing the judge with a surly “May I finish?” It seems at this point that Mr. Pellicano the lawyer has decided that he doesn’t care what happens to Mr. Pellicano the client. Rather, he seemed just incredibly committed to getting a bunch of self-serving, incredibly ironic statements on the record. He calmly asked the judge whether if he were to allow Mr. Pellicano to testify, Mr. Pellicano could limit his testimony to merely those acts committed by Mr. Pellicano.
Filed under: About Me
The other day, my boss asked me to look up some media contacts. This is something I normally do at work and I don’t usually get too excited about it, but when he asked me to look up NPR media contacts, I got a little giddy inside. As I was searching for familiar names like Steve Inskeep, Renee Montaigne and Robert Seigel, I grew more and more excited that I now possessed their contact info and felt drunk with power. Mind you, this is just their work contact info and not even their personal info. It’s equivalent to going on a celebrity homes bus tour. You don’t even get to see the celebrities, but you’re just happy to know they’re close by. I even found out how to spell “Lakshmi Singh.” I was always curious about that one…
Listening to “This American Life” is one of my other joys in life. When I found out the show is putting on a screening of stories and Q&A across different theaters in the U.S., my heart skipped a beat. I bought my ticket immediately, in fear the tickets would sell out like a Hannah Montana concert (although I really doubt they will). If you’re free this Thursday night at 8pm, you should check out the screening at one of your local theaters. One night only!
Filed under: Photos
The title of this photo is “Der Frühling ist da… / Welcome spring. 
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Yes, the happy face was part of the title. May your Tuesday be filled with strong, full-bodied coffee from the far western corner of Venezuela.
Filed under: Random
I think I need to join the Equinox gym because what I really deserve in life is a high-class gym full of sexy beautiful people and weird 18th century motifs. There’s one a couple blocks away from my office. If I join, I too can become a 18th century model.
Watch the video. You will not be sorry.
True story. I think I saw Jason Schwartzman once. Am I positive that I saw him? I am 75% sure. That’s good enough, right? I was standing in line at the Arclight theater, ready to buy one of those delicious chicken apple sausages, when right in front of me, Jason Schwartzman turned around and stared at me in the eyes. I’d like to think he was staring because he was taken aback by my lovely presence, but I think he was taken aback by my staring. Oh no, I didn’t hold back at all. I did the full wide-eyed-jaw-hanging-down kind of stare. And that sort of action can only be reciprocated by the other party. Ohhh, my (maybe) celebrity sighting… Dreamy.
Anyhow, I didn’t know he put out a solo album last year under the name, Coconut Records. A-whuuuuut? (Imagine a French man twirling his mustache while saying that).
Check out Coconut Records’ “West Coast”
Filed under: About Me
I think I’ve been watching too much of “The Office” lately. When I’m at work, I think to myself, oh, that’s Jim, that’s Pam, he’s so Michael Scott… I am actually imagining my coworkers as characters of a TV sitcom. I know. Wow.
It’s affected me so much that I’m using jokes from “The Office” without realizing it. Last Friday, I ate a dirty dog in Silverlake. You know, those delicious dirty bacon-wrapped hot dogs street vendors sell late at night? Yea, those ones. Sooooo good. This couple came up next to my friends and me and talked about the hot dogs. The girl whispered to her boyfriend, “Wow, those hot dogs are so big.” I tried to hold back as much as I could, but it proved to be too difficult, and I said, “That’s what she said!” The girl looked at me in the eyes and asked, “What did you just say?” Embarrassed, I mumbled, “That’s what she said.” She was quiet for a moment and then high-fived me and said “The Office is awesome!”
Filed under: Music
Listen to The Submarines – “You, Me, and the Bourgeoisie”
The video below isn’t even a video. It’s just the music. You can reflect about life while you stare at the white lettering. Do it…or else. Muwhahahaha
Mgmt – “Kids”
I got this in an email today:
Bono, lead singer of the rock band U2, is famous throughout the entertainment industry for being more than just a little self-righteous.
At a recent U2 concert in Glasgow, Scotland, he asked the audience for total quiet.
Then, in the silence, he started to slowly clap his hands, once every few seconds. Holding the audience in total silence, he said into the microphone, ‘Every time I clap my hands, a child in Africa dies.’
From the front of the crowd a voice with a broad Scottish accent pierced the quiet …
‘Well, fuckin stop doin it then, ya evil bastard!’
It gave me a little chuckle this morning, but don’t be fooled. Snopes has already debunked this rumor. Oh Snopes, you always know the truth. (Insert X-Files theme song.)
