Freudian slip b/w "We're not looking for your kind of editor"

It's still striking to me that everyone presenting AI technology always sounds bored, like they either feel inconvenienced by having to explain its "power" or they know it's snake oil and can't bother mustering any more energy than is required hit the talking points.

cyberpunk trophy on the beach at sunset

I don't know who among The Knees, Stuck or Deeper are most responsible, but every tall guy under the age of 28 is at Empty Bottle right now.

In the 12 years since Dusted's move to Tumblr, I think my review of the new Irish Exit album is the only one to have been flagged with a content warning. See what the bots are hating on here.

Genuinely cannot believe there's new Mssingno in the world and that it is, comfortingly, a Brandy flip. I still think about how great that Christmas Eve '16 Rinse set is from time to time. youtu.be/RtNdQC4Rg5A?...

Blue Ford Fusion with "YHWH" taped in silver onto the back bumper

Was just reminded of how I told some guy dressed as Winnie the Pooh at a bar on Saturday that "You're not in the Hundred-Acre Wood anymore, you're in the jungle now." Completely forgot the context.

From America's Game of the Week to "America's Game of the Week"

Who the hell is this Steelers coach with the biggest wad of gum in his mouth I've ever seen?

Just called out a guy on his Michael Schumacher Halloween costume for wearing a Pirelli hat when he should've had a Goodyear or Bridgestone hat.

You have entered a space not of time or sound or mind. What you have entered ... is The Patrick Zone.

Whole bar's stressed and I'm out here asking about co-pays on dental for these guys

YOU'RE OFF THE CASE WROBLESKI

Awoke from a dream in which I was on a Russian oligarch's yacht where everyone around me was being called out in French but when the announcer got to me and couldn't ID me, I got up and started dancing obnoxiously to Ninajirachi and Daine's "It's You"

It's gotten a lot harder for me writing about anything lately, but I managed some words for a quiet gem of the '00s and one of my favorite dance songs of the century. On the legacy of Stickydisc Recordings:

Turns out that in Texas, they don't just call it Roadhouse.

My friend and I assessing a family at tonight's show, please vote for the better pun: Billy: The family that Beta Bands together Beta Stands together. or Me: The family that Beta Bands together Stayta Bands together.

There's no excuse for a misspelling on the first page of a Maggie Nelson book at this point. It's an unacceptable distraction that should never make it anywhere near print and everyone involved looks bad when it does.

If you need a slab of good news amid the usual, Black Eyes has somehow returned after a 20-year hiatus looking like they never left. Lethal band, great new record I had to write about.

What I learned tonight during the course of his performance is that every Petey USA song is about the Chicago Cubs except "The Milkman," which is about when the milkman bangs your wife.

Kirby against Bieber is like watching "Face/Off" but it's ALCS Game 7.

Missed the best MotoGP race of the year for Indiana high school punk. Worth it, though.

The "There Will Be Blood" of burlesque

"clowns and spiders coming out of people's mouths"

In Louisiana, it's geaux-karting.

People ask me why I don't get jet lag, and my answer is always the same: A lifetime of rooting for the Jets makes you too tired to care about timezones.

Finally, a brewery with cow tools for taps. Amorphic, Milwaukee. @cowtoolsdaily.bsky.social

My three favorite words: Cheez-It Overtime

Silkworm is the only band I've seen who's done three encores and you still felt like they were leaving something on the table.

More than a few times I overheard people comparing Nation of Language to LCD Soundsystem last night, but do these people have ears and no memories? We're reliving Tanlines.

$30 off at Publican because "we were cool" has me unsurprised at West Loop clientele and also just kind of alarmed in general. I was supposed to feel better for that, probably, but I actually feel worse.

Total Wife's "Chloe" sounds like a Dälek beat.

songs about driving around with a bag of weights in the back of your car

[Parisian hotel across the street from the improv theater] Me: [chanting] oui, et- Other guests: oui, et, OUI, ET Receptionist: [pounding her keyboard] OUI, ET, OUI, ET, OUI, ET!

Woke up from a dream in which someone from the Art Ensemble of Chicago was on an extended digression to me about Miles Davis' footwear. I haven't thought about either in months.

Dads with EPMD shirts

Unlocking the idea of vindaloo brats for dinner, out of necessity

It's gonna be weird when The Rizzler gets facial hair.

I had no idea Cage the Elephant was so necklace-forward.

I'm at a Britpop night where the muffled sounds of "Bittersweet Symphony" came on and I had a moment of clarity where I realized the bassline is a half-speed version of "What's My Age Again?"

Pile should do a Christmas album.

Incredulous at the thought that Billy Peltzer doesn't know "It's a Wonderful Life" in "Gremlins." Takes me completely out of the movie.

Barber just hit me out of nowhere with "You're really rocking the suburban dad look today" and I have never corrected someone faster that these shoes are Asics, not New Balances.

In which I write about nü-metal (complimentary) and my two favorite EPs of the year.

Jack "The Snake" Plummer

One of my college radio guiding lights did the loud rock show when I came in and once got me a gig sorting CDs at Manifest where I took the deluxe "Leviathan" as payment. Drove three hours to see them at the Masquerade "Blood Mountain" homecoming. For a while down South, they were invincible. RIP.

The astonishing number of establishments you can walk into and hear third-wave emo is one of Chicago's few glaring flaws.

Petition to name San Diego's only snow-shoveling truck Here Comes the Rome Plow

Composition Red and Black, by Piet Mondrian, 1929, 📸 by @denkmit.bsky.social and in honor of @artbutmakeitsports.bsky.social