Not as hot as Tricia Helfer but...

...probably not as expensive either.



For a mere $175 dollars, you can buy your very own robot girlfriend. Made by the same people that brought you Sonic the Hedgehog and nearly as fuckable. (Thanks to Cooter for the link.)

Three further signs of the impending apocalypse:

1) From the talented creative team that brought you Scary Movie, Epic Movie, Date Movie and Meet the Spartans comes Disaster Movie. I debated whether or not to post the trailer but then I decided words simply couldn't do it justice. Warning: Not for the faint of heart, the comedically inclined or very sensitive Miley Cyrus fans.



Idea: Parody of these movies entitled Movie Movie. Entire film consists of Friedberg and Seltzer type-characters riffing on ideas for scenes.

FRIEDBERG:
How about the pregnant girl from Knocked Up and the pregnant girl from Juno go to the same OB/GYN?

SELTZER:
Only they're really at an abortion clinic! And we'll have Jamie-Lynn Spears there too! She's preggers! That's a thing, right?

You might think that's a bit tacky but please note that Lionsgate has chosen to release Disaster Movie on the anniversary of Hurricane Katrina.

2) I was watching VH1's I Love the New Millennium earlier tonight and it occurred to me that I know little to nothing about my current culture. Daughtry and Plain White Ts had big hits last year? I honestly had never heard those songs until tonight. I did know "Umbrella" though, so that's something. The show is scheduled to resume tomorrow night at 9 pm with the 2008 episode until approximately 9:30 at which point the universe will implode on itself.

3) To quote the Reverend Billy Childish, is it art or is it arse?

Watching Return of the Living Dead on IFC right now. I've seen it a few times before but I've never noticed before tonight that it contains what might be the greatest exchange in film history:

New Wave Guy: I like sex with death. How about you, Casey? You like sex with death?
Punk Rock Girl: Yeah, so fuck off and die.

Because I feel the need to blog at least once a month

If any of you are interested there was a blurb about me in the Staten Island Advance's entertainment section last week which you can read here. Yes, I'm one of many on an "Island of DJs" though unlike many of the others, I own a turntable. I actually had a long conversation via telephone with the piece's author, Ben Johnson, a few days prior to the article's publication. We touched on such subjects as records that weren't well known but could still get people dancing, the phenomenom of the exclusively-playing-MP3s iDJ and many other things. Unfortunately, he only wrote about the the first 5 or so songs I thought of when asked what were good dancefloor-filling crowd pleasers. Of course, if I had bothered to return his message days prior it might have allowed for him to write a piece where I don't don't seem like a hacky Bar Mitzvah DJ. Mea culpa, Ben.

In any case, I did write later write up a more balanced mini-playlist that probably better reflects what I play but probably sent it to him past deadline:

1. New Order "Blue Monday"
2. Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five "White Lines (Don't Do It)"
3. Prince "Erotic City"
4. Pigbag "Papa's Got a Brand New Pigbag"
5. Fugazi "Waiting Room"
6. The Misfits "Last Caress"
7. The Pretty Things "Come See Me"
8. David Bowie "Watch That Man"
9. The Futureheads "Decent Days and Nights"
10. James "Laid"

Eh, that's not really a great list either.

If you have the desire to hear me play all, some or none of these songs, I'll be DJing this Saturday night at the Cargo Cafe on Staten Island. I'm really hoping this gig will lead to getting me some tracks on the next Ghostface record. Somebody tell him to come out please.

Since I haven't posted here in a while, I thought I'd grace you all with some random thoughts (or, more accurately, gripes).

One of benefits of working in an office with people who do not share my musical tastes is that I get to hear all kinds of music I wouldn't normally listen to because I assume it's terrible. Usually my assumptions are correct and in the case of the Mars Volta they turn out to be even worse than thought they might be. Seriously, while my co-worker was playing their new album I though we were listening to Helloween or something. I had heard they were kind of "proggy" but i figured they were like math rock or something not unlistenable mess I heard. They are now a nominee for my award for worst current band in the universe. If anyone wants to defend them (or nominate other bands) the comments section is below.

Did anyone catch the commerical during the Super Bowl for the upcoming Adam Sandler movie Don't Mess with the Zohan? I had to do a double take to make certain it wasn't a spin off movie of John Turturro's character in The Big Lebowski.



Actually under further examination it seems to be ripping off Borat more than The Jesus. IMBD tells me that Judd Apatow is the co-writer which means one of three things:

1) It isn't the total piece of garbage I'm assuming it is and is actually very funny in a silly Anchorman kind of way
2) Someone bought a Judd Apatow script and turned it into an Adam Sandler vehicle. (After all wasn't I Now Pronounce Chuck and Larry written by the guys who wrote Sideways?)
3) My opinion of Judd Apatow is way too high

Finally, in a non-griping, rather delightful tidbit, I suggest you check out the latest edition of Kaplan's Korner.