big baby jesus.

the future of hip hop is white people. in cargo shorts. who bought wu-tang albums to feel cool way back when. and probably like to go off on how great phish is, too.

I personally suggest everyone read Miles Davis's autobiography. He talks about the same thing happening to jazz ... suddenly, when white people buy it, it becomes legit. The thing is, all that stuff was cool back in the 90s. Just everyone had their heads up their asses. Gentrification of genre.

pinot + piano

I have a lot of things to say today, but I think I'm gonna save them for a little later.

watch dave matthews and tim reynolds, instead, please. What do I think? Glad you asked. I think those lyrics are weak. I think the guitar playing was good, not as mind blowing as it could have been. Tim Reynolds, obviously, is always impressive. But Dave Matthews really needs to step it up. His voice, too. I need that soul, Dave. Give me soul? Where did it go? Maybe I didn't listen hard enough?

Oh and last night I saw Jean Michel Pilc. He was wonderful. Really, it was a sweet show, I couldn't take the smile off of my face. His playing went from "Sesame street" and charlie brown delight to really dark and stormy (does that make sense?). extremes. Just like what you get from living in New York. And I'll credit that thought to my new friend Anthony Ina, who gets MVP for best conversationalist I may know in the city.

santi moix is the man for me.

Stuff and things to fill your TIME (get it, like the magazine? which is where most of this shit came from because they were on a ROLL):

Time magazine thinks BOYS have it rough. I know a handful of feminists who would claw their faces off for that. Also, that opening photo made me feel weird.

Also thinks ... Fat people are contagious. And they're dumb. Seriously.

--I am convinced that it has less to do with fitting in and more to do with obesity's link to the lower income bracket. But what do I know?

Best headline ever. Also -- J.K. Rowling is really just J. Rowling? MIND FREAK!

and speaking of mind freaks ...
Am I gonna be a crazy cat lady? sitting at my window and applying makeup all day? wearing animal print and white gloves? all because I like to get high and watch criss angel on youtube? and laugh and laugh?

And laugh all the way to sant tropez or the french riviera with BONO AND HIS HONEYS?

and lastly, a word of good spirit to all of those who know what it's like to edit. I salute you. Actually, Gary Kamiya salutes you. I just agree with him!

"You must feel so good about yourself to have all these things!"

NYT tells me there's a witch of a girl who's ruining the grammar of privileged American children (I say privileged, because, face it, the NYT wouldn't cover the problem unless it had something to do with the richies. The only time we see anything about the poors and reading is when it's discovered that they're either really stupid and can't pass state tests, or are surprisingly passing those said state tests. but I digress) Considering I don't have a child, this may not seem relevant. But I loved this quote from this little girl:

“My dad doesn’t like the grammar,” said the Bartells’s youngest, Mollie, 9. “And I guess that’s important, because maybe when you grow up and you’re at work and you say, ‘I runned,’ people will get annoyed at you.”

Girl's got a point. I hate people with bad grammar. But I have a sneaking suspicion that a good dose of kiddie lit, even with bad grammar, doesn't hurt. As long as elsewhere, the kid hears the correct usage of the word. No?

The girl said something else funny, too.

“I’m also not allowed to watch R-rated movies, but nobody is these days.”

I love when kids use phrases like "these days." Phrases they no doubt get from their annoying parents who won't let them indulge. Let the kids see boobs! Let the kids hear swears! Cause face it, they're gonna see it anyway.

Side note: the title quote is taken from "La Dolce Musto" this week. Said by Chita Rivera.

fiji water ... better than evian

nobody fucks with zucks.

there's a BIRD in her HAIR!

I'm sick. So sick that I couldn't even really make it out of bed all day. Only to make tea and talk to my best friend on the phone. And my dad. He sent me a text message today, by the way. cute.

Anyway, I missed the documentary on Tom Zé that was playing at the MoMA today. Damn. Tom Zé is Brazilian. He's CRAZY and I love him and I'm bummed about missing it. He's on Luaka Bop, David Byrne's cute little side thing. I never really thought I was cool enough to be a full out Talking Heads, or David Byrne, afficionada. But everything I've heard on that label is great. Including Nouvelle Vague — ridiculous, yes, but good, that too. Luaka Bop has a free podcast, you should check it out.

put your hands up for detroit~!

The Wall Street Journal called out some BRATZ. And I didn't wear a bra to work today (FUN! WOmen's lib!). And for the second time this week, my internship included a bonus cupcake upon reaching the afternoon.

I wish it weren't pretentious to speak italian in an italian restaurant.