Well, when you haven’t made a decent record in 25 years, starring in butter commercials might be a good job if you can get it. I’m sure Lydon couldn’t care less. His brand of punk was never one of ethics. He was a cartoon character and still is. A public irritant. So, by his logic […]

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Unsurprising, really. Interpol has always seemingly positioned itself as a band that strived to appeal to those who appreciate the finer things. Slick threads, slick shoes, etc. Even though its musical roots adhere to a post-punk thread, its ideals never seemed married to the underground in any real way. 

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Wow.  New iPod, new “flavour of the month.”  Out with the Canadian chick and in with the Brooklyn Twee.  (not that I’m complaining.)

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Microsoft spends like $500 million on advertising each year. Let’s hope Chromeo got a fat paycheck for pimping the Zune.

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In the case of Ting Tings, or anyone that’s ever sold their music to Apple, accepting the “sellout” is probably worth the bling that rolls in after being in an iPod commercial. See also: Feist, CSS, et al. Now if only we could get Chris Knox an iPod commercial. Or Tom Waits. Actually, given that […]

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I had the surreal pleasure of helping book Chris Knox at a Hot Dog stand in Columbia, SC way back in 1995. We picked him up at the airport, and he was wearing flip flops, short soccer shorts, and a tank top, which quickly let us know that he didn’t give a fuck- not in […]

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