by Matt Buchanan Perhaps the recently erected Twitter glossary, designed to explain things like "retweet" and "favorite" to bewildered new users, is indeed helpful to someone (dads?
by David Burr Gerrard Why are a tiny handful of people making so much money off of material produced for nothing or next-to-nothing by so many others?
by John Herrman "In the olden days, nobody even locked their front doors, not in the neighborhood I grew up in.
by Mark Bibbins, Editor :’) after Anthony Opal’s cento sonnets In the wet dreaming room seventeen and a half boys masturbate on seventeen and a half make-believe beds, sleeping hands tied round seventeen and a half blue roses blooming to the organ-grinder’s song.
by Alex Balk I believe the expression you are attempting to articulate is "OMG." And rightly so. [Via] 0 Comments The post OMG THIS BABY BEAR HFC appeared first on The Awl.
I work in a co-working space. (For all of you who ask me what that is, I say, "a co-working space is a place where you pay a few hundred dollars a month to share an office space with people, and also, how are you such a genius that you have thus far managed to avoid reading the annoying publications in which you would have learned this annoying term?
by Alex Balk Beastie Boys + Link Wray + Friday = play. Solved. [Via] 0 Comments The post The Jon Spencer Blues Explosion, "She's On It/Jack The Ripper" appeared first on The Awl.
by Alex Balk "On Sunday pot smokers will gather across the US to mark what has become a hallowed date in their calendar – 4/20, or 20 April – by smoking marijuana, possibly at 4:20pm." 0 Comments The post Four Twenty appeared first on The Awl.
by Ryan Bradley I met Aye Aye Win a little while ago aboard the Karaweik, a two-story barge on Kandawgyi Lake in the middle of Yangon, Myanmar.
by Awl Sponsors This is the last in a three-part series about the history of interactive theater, presented by Heineken.
by John Herrman Human reviewers have mostly been apologetic when measuring Fargo the TV show against Fargo the movie, because how can you compare a film to a series?
by Alex Balk We walk about the streets of this city rubbing shoulders with ghosts, and sometimes they are raised up and flicker in front our eyes, wailing "Remember me," before they are condemned to disappear once again.
by Alex Balk It seems like it is always reissue time, but here is news of a return engagement that is very worthwhile: "Intoxicated Man (1995) and Pink Elephants (1997) are Mick Harvey’s interpretations of the songs of legendary singer, songwriter and poet Serge Gainsbourg and are the first major works translating Gainsbourg’s infuential work from French to English.
by Alex Balk Some of the better coverage of the life of Gabriel García Márquez, who died yesterday at the age of 87, can be found here in the Guardian.
by Alex Balk People always focus on the "guilty" part of "guilty pleasure," but let's not forget that the next word is "pleasure." I mean, pretty much all pleasure contains a certain amount of guilt anyway, right?
NBC announced that The Maya Rudolph Show, a new variety show special from the comedic actress of the same name, will premiere on May 19th.
by Alex Balk "In a world where we have this many channels and every channel has a docu-soap about some outrageous personality who lives unapologetically and sort of yells at us, as television viewers… This was just the opposite.
by Alex Balk Now THAT is how you do a lyric video. [Via] 0 Comments The post Major Lazer feat. Pharrell Williams, "Aerosol Can" appeared first on The Awl.
by Alex Balk "Portland, Oregon is flushing 38 million gallons (143 million liters) of drinking water down the drain because a 19-year-old man urinated in an open reservoir early on Wednesday morning, city water officials said." —There's a much-repeated maxim in the blogging business that, "[W]hen you get to the point where all the 'people in Portland urinating into reservoirs' stories start to blend together, it is time to retire," so while it has been a pleasure spending this time with you I mist take my leave, because I have an appointment at the glue factory.
by Emma Whitford I attended my first rat class on a Sunday afternoon in January. The snow melted overnight, but by morning it had refrozen into black ice, which made the walk between the 4th Avenue-9th Street stop and the future Morbid Anatomy Museum, located in a vacant, pre-renovation nightclub in industrial Gowanus, extremely terrifying.