Annie Clark (AKA St. Vincent) just shared this on Instagram with the note “Rad. And, ditto.”

I love her.

Annie Clark (AKA St. Vincent) just shared this on Instagram with the note “Rad. And, ditto.”

I love her.

If you are not following Prince on Instagram this is what you’re missing. 

Just sayin’

If you are not following Prince on Instagram this is what you’re missing.

Just sayin’

I’m not really a celeb gossip type person. I just don’t care. And I also am not now, nor have I ever been a Britney Spears fan. To be clear, I don’t actively dislike her, I just have no opinion beyond “she doesn’t really interest me.” That all being said … Britney’s mom wore a wedding dress (or at least something that looked like a wedding dress) to Britney’s sister’s wedding. What the fuck? Who fucking does that? I know there are some wedding enthusiasts among you, please tell me if this is precedented.

I’m not really a celeb gossip type person. I just don’t care. And I also am not now, nor have I ever been a Britney Spears fan. To be clear, I don’t actively dislike her, I just have no opinion beyond “she doesn’t really interest me.” That all being said … Britney’s mom wore a wedding dress (or at least something that looked like a wedding dress) to Britney’s sister’s wedding. What the fuck? Who fucking does that? I know there are some wedding enthusiasts among you, please tell me if this is precedented.

It would have taken an act of willing denial to miss the fact that, in an age where the guitar hero has become something of a rarity, a thirty-one-year-old woman was shredding.
I can’t so much as muster a grammys hate-watch

But I can say that any thoughts I have about the show all revolved around hoping James Blake won best new artist.

File under: things I need to remember when I am practicing my guitar and it sounds HORRible…

File under: things I need to remember when I am practicing my guitar and it sounds HORRible…

The song isn’t exactly ‘Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band. It’s a largely forgettable, three-minute slab of Velveeta with a distinct creepiness (‘Warm, touchin’ warm’) when you consider it was written by Neil Diamond, pushing 30 at the time, about Caroline Kennedy, then a preteen. For whatever reason, the Sox, so innovative and dynamic in so many ways, treat the tune as if it’s one of the Dead Sea Scrolls.
Anyone in the DC metro area

Who might have noticed an okay-looking girl of indeterminate age driving an old, beat up Jetta and belting out Sweet Child o’ Mine…that totally was NOT me.

Here’s how I know the internet is not a place for me

I don’t have it in me to hate-watch and then hate-tumble, or hate-tweet an event. I just don’t. I would love to say I have BETTER things to do with my time. I’m not sure that’s accurate. I just have OTHER things to do with my time. Things that don’t include suffering through several hours of  advertisement and cultural appropriation disguised as some of the most boring, trite “music” ever made.

There is just never a bad time for this song. Turn it up and let it all out.