The Week That Was
The best thing about "Dirty South Dance Vol. 2" is the mash-up song titles, like "She Got a Dum Donk."
Friday: I love a good cultural
mash-up—the kind that leaves you reeling with thoughts like “wait…no…it’s
impossible! Joan Didion’s latest book is called Boom Boom Pow?
BUT HOW?!” This one is slightly more plausible though, and a whole
lot more awesome: there’s a Dutch theater group called Orkater, and
they’re staging Shakespeare’s Richard III as a musical. The
music they’ll be using comes courtesy of Tom Waits and his wife Kathleen
Brennan, and it’ll run from September 22 to October 12 in Amsterdam.
As if you needed another reason (OMG LEGAL DRUGS) to visit that city.
Saturday: So, my b-day is coming up. On May 17, in case you forgot. Since I probably won’t get the pony I ask for every year (Oh, Buttercup…I’d give you such a good home!), I should probably ask for this instead—Dirty South Dance 2. Yup, it’s the sequel to the A-Trak-released Dirty South Dance, which I somehow missed. It combines everything that’s good in this world—mash-ups, booty-shakin’ beats, and referring to whole geographical locations as “dirty.” And you guessed it: it comes out on my birfday.
Sunday: Fuck. A Nightmare
on Elm Street got blown out of the water by Iron Man 2, which
made $128 million. Even though I’m really excited to see the sequel,
I think the best thing that has come out of Iron Man 2 is the post that Gwyneth Paltrow wrote on her
super-insane website GOOP about her workout routine. In case you don’t
want to read the whole thing (and why don’t you? Seriously. This stuff
is gold.), here’s the best quote: “This regime got me into the shape
of my life and I continue to return to it when I have a specific event
so that I can do ridiculous things like be a 37 year old mother of two
and wear shorts!” Ah, to be a mother and wear shorts. Dream big, Gwynnie!
Monday: Oh, dear. Lena Horne
— singer, actress, and activist — passed away last night at the
age of 92. Her talent and grace will certainly be remembered and missed.
It’s a crying shame that
I don’t watch more porn. Because now that I’ve heard about Girls
contributing “Solitude” to I Want Your Love, a gay porn film — sidenote: they’re called films, right? Maybe picture
shows? — I can’t help but wonder if I’m missing out on any other
interesting sex/music collaborations. I probably am.
Tuesday: It’s official. NPR
Music’s site is the place to go for…music. Not only do they stream
all of the hippest (most hip?) albums, but they also stream live shows.
Currently, you can listen to The Hold Steady, Caribou, and Local Natives.
Those bands are almost as cool as Ira Glass’ glasses. In other news,
“Ira Glass’ Glasses” is the name of my new post-rock band.
Wednesday: SPARKLE VAMPSSSSS! I think the day I get to see The Twilight Saga: ECLIPSE will be better than my wedding day, the day I give birth to my first spawn, and the day I hug Lil’ Wayne combined. OK, maybe not better than the day I get that sweet, sweet hug. But it’s gonna be pretty awesome. I just think RoPattz and KStew are so dreamy together. Seriously though, I’m more excited for yet another bitchin’ soundtrack. Vampire Weekend makes an appearance, as does a duet from Beck/Bat for Lashes, The Dead Weather, Florence + the Machine, Metric, and every other favorite band of yours. It drops on June 8, so prepare yourself accordingly by rubbing yourself down with sparkly body gel.
Thursday: Who else was totally blown away by Jay-Z’s first performance on last week’s SNL? HE PLAYED MY JAM! Yeah, “99 Problems” is my jam, not his. Anyway, I’m thrilled to hear that he and Eminem are planning two stadium shows together. If you’re in Detroit on September 2 or New York on September 13, you get yourself to their show, tape it, and put it on YouTube so that I can enjoy. Thanks a million.
Posted by Alyssa Vincent, Alyssa Vincent on May 14, 2010 @ 12:00 am
