<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20998152</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:40:44.783-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FoxOnTheRun</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>fox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20998152.post-8435998972846995904</id><published>2007-12-05T23:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T00:38:25.693-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feist at Wexner - Nov07</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlKIClNSGog/R1d8WDeNNZI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/h-aLOWlGcGc/s1600-h/feist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlKIClNSGog/R1d8WDeNNZI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/h-aLOWlGcGc/s320/feist.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140714217997677970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Photo by Kim Rottmayer, picturethesound.com&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/feist"&gt;Feist&lt;/a&gt; came through town on November 18th for a stop at the &lt;a href="http://wexarts.org/"&gt;Wexner Center&lt;/a&gt;, bringing with her a bunch of fellow Canadiens, a badly sprained ankle, and tons of notoriety as "that girl from the new nano ad".  As it turned out, the very subdued-arts center crowd was perfect company for a set-list with emphasis on the mellow and a "healing" front-woman. Chit-chatting with the audience, directing sing alongs, helping someone propose to his girlfriend,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;showing up on drums for a few songs during &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/jasoncollettmusic"&gt;Jason Collett's&lt;/a&gt; opening set(the girls in front of us felt pretty stupid for talking through his set after he thanked her for sitting in) - all contributed to the creation of a loose and friendly vibe.  Feist's skills as an artist, singer, guitarist, and all around entertainer are abundantly clear.  &lt;/span&gt;Seeing her perform live is a very enjoyable experience.  Jules and I don't make it out together that often at this stage of life - so this made the payoff all the more satisfying.  The night brought back fond memories of western Ontario and my time at the Wex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  As I pondered all that is the Canadian musical renaissance these days, I couldn't help thinking back to the &lt;a href="http://www.muchmusic.com/"&gt;MuchMusic&lt;/a&gt; playlists of the late 80's.  Back then it seemed that nothing of any kind of quality came from north of the border (save Neil Young - but he doesn't count cause he lives in Northern Cali). It was comical to watch - like a Christian music video channel - all imitation no innovation. It's not Triumph, Rush, and Tragically Hip anymore. Nowadays it's like auto-cred to be a cannuck. I've always loved the fishing, the beer, the &lt;a href="http://www.canoecanada.com/images/canoeing/lastMorning.jpg"&gt;provincial parks&lt;/a&gt;, the northern lights, and Kids in the Hall. Well that nation's indie-rock has remained safely on my "list of things I like about Canada" for most of this decade now. Feist is at the top of that list. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20998152-8435998972846995904?l=foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/8435998972846995904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/8435998972846995904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#8435998972846995904' title='Feist at Wexner - Nov07'/><author><name>fox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlKIClNSGog/R1d8WDeNNZI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/h-aLOWlGcGc/s72-c/feist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20998152.post-9036771420466050982</id><published>2007-08-17T00:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T00:50:21.691-04:00</updated><title type='text'>where were you when moment...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VEisdOzJ1LM"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VEisdOzJ1LM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was at the local grocery store with my mom.  i was 7 years old.  they announced it over the public address system.  people were stunned into silence. my mom got really serious.  it was probably my first experience with grief.  elvis was a regular part of the fox residence.  my dad would put on a stack of elvis records and work around the house.  he had this big old tube amp and very large solid wood jensen speakers.  that warm sound would envelop the entire house.  that voice, that sound, the charisma visible in performance and films, provided some of the best memories of my life.  elvis was important because he was experienced and enjoyed with people that were the most important to me, and he was important to them.   i remember being confused and little unsure, but it was clear that these people believed that he was gone....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20998152-9036771420466050982?l=foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/9036771420466050982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/9036771420466050982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#9036771420466050982' title='where were you when moment...'/><author><name>fox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20998152.post-7715893482998473966</id><published>2007-06-27T21:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T22:54:42.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Jack White - 70's Rec Room Soundtrack</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IlKIClNSGog/RoMXjtLGo4I/AAAAAAAAAAc/v8nv3YLfVCI/s1600-h/rec_room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IlKIClNSGog/RoMXjtLGo4I/AAAAAAAAAAc/v8nv3YLfVCI/s400/rec_room.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080930706793079682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my socioeconomic/historic placement in this life meant that i spent my formative years in places like this. every respectable suburban breadwinner supplied such spaces for their progeny.  i can recall with vivid clarity my introduction to LedZep2 in my friends basement.  a high-school graduation party - and all of the italian families in town showed up, young-ins in tow. while the responsible folks celebrated upstairs, the youth were invariably asked to go to the rec room to play pinball, bumper pool, etc.  one guy in our neighborhood had a house PA in his rec room with a drumset on a riser.  woody looked like sly stone - always wore a visor.  his basement parties were like being invited into a movie.   what i'm saying is that the rec room crossed all ethnic barriers.  sadly - these spaces are a relic of american culture.  you don't see this kind of stuff at your local "great indoors".  damn shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been listening to the new &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thewhitestripes"&gt;White Stripes&lt;/a&gt; record Icky Thump for a week or so.  the association with the aforementioned recreational spaces is strong.  this time out the Jack/Meg pull heavily from all of that 70's sound.  a few years back think i called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elephant_%28album%29"&gt;elephant&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;their "zeppellin album".  that description was about 4 years premature.  the references are pretty blatant "english/scottish folk", heavy handed slide riffs, country inflections, bigdrums. jack white is jimmy page&amp;robert plant, he's angus young&amp;amp;bon scott, he's keithrichards&amp;mickjagger, - all packed into one person and sprayed across these 13 tracks liberally (even a little eddieVH&amp;amp;DLroth on this one (rag&amp;bone - recognize this riff and attack?)) . put simply - it's great fun listening to this record.  maybe it's the proximity of columbus &amp;amp; detroit? but i'm still drinking the red and white kool-aid (even if originates in nashville these days).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps the most remarkable thing about the Wstripes is their staying power and their fan base.  they are the rare exception of a band who's appeal crosses many barriers.  when i was working at the arts center in 2000 - all of the art types (undergrads, grad-students, curators) were in love with them.  a Wstripes release is a cultural event.  all the fashionable types that i work with these days are talking about this record, sharing it, and name dropping it.  all the magazines have to cover it.  whether you're headed out tonight to whole foods, the 9:30 club, your local starbucks, or your town art museum - you're probably listening to Icky Thump right now.  me? i'd prefer shag carpet, wallpaper, and onkyo amplifiers for my listening experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20998152-7715893482998473966?l=foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/7715893482998473966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/7715893482998473966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#7715893482998473966' title='Thanks Jack White - 70&apos;s Rec Room Soundtrack'/><author><name>fox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IlKIClNSGog/RoMXjtLGo4I/AAAAAAAAAAc/v8nv3YLfVCI/s72-c/rec_room.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20998152.post-2312613041512695875</id><published>2007-06-26T23:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T00:15:17.198-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MIA and her Zubaz greenscreening in jamaica</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jO3Md88P85E"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jO3Md88P85E" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this thing can be watched a few times.  &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/mia"&gt;go here&lt;/a&gt; to listen to a quality stream of the track - totally different experience.  &lt;a href="http://www.miauk.com/boys-main.html"&gt;go here&lt;/a&gt; to see how her visual people present it. we may be sick of this track before the record is released in August, but it's fun in june.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you haven't picked up this many dance moves since the peanuts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20998152-2312613041512695875?l=foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/2312613041512695875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/2312613041512695875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#2312613041512695875' title='MIA and her Zubaz greenscreening in jamaica'/><author><name>fox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20998152.post-8761161570621404505</id><published>2007-06-21T00:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T00:20:42.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=2025899491"&gt;The Walkmen- Brandy Alexander&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" flashvars="m=2025899491&amp;amp;type=video" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="346" width="430"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my man coreyH and i have had the pleasure of seeing these guys a few times over the years (he more than I).  their sound is unique and the energy and care that they spend on their live sets is impressive.  they are building a hefty body of work as well.  i once watched them carry twelve packs of black label in cans on stage at a Jdaniels sponsored event.  a stroke of coolness that only underscored the prevailing "vintage" impression that exudes from these guys.  they never seem to stop touring, so if you check their schedule it's likely that you can catch them in the next couple of months at a venue near you.  this is quite possibly my favorite song from 06.  corey just shot me this video link.  enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.addToProfileConfirm&amp;videoid=2025899491&amp;amp;title=The%20Walkmen-%20Brandy%20Alexander"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.home"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20998152-8761161570621404505?l=foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/8761161570621404505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/8761161570621404505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#8761161570621404505' title=''/><author><name>fox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20998152.post-7462476541661259464</id><published>2007-05-30T22:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T23:24:38.721-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Canadian Sounds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IlKIClNSGog/Rl466czW3ZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/j0e3U03jA78/s1600-h/hfurs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IlKIClNSGog/Rl466czW3ZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/j0e3U03jA78/s320/hfurs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070555006304181650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That Wolf Parade record was a good one.  The side project of Dan Boeckner (the WP singer with the Beck-esque sound) is called &lt;a href="http://virb.com/handsomefurs"&gt;Handsome Furs&lt;/a&gt;. The sound is minimal and repetitive - by design.  It might not be the most accessible stuff, but Boeckner's ability to take a verse melody into a chorus melody is omnipresent (same as WP).  I don't mind hearing stuff over and over when it's dialed in like this.  For some strange reason, it's not easy for semi-famous Canadian musicians to get visas - so their US tour has been canceled for the time being.  Hopefully it will all get straightened out soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20998152-7462476541661259464?l=foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/7462476541661259464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/7462476541661259464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#7462476541661259464' title='More Canadian Sounds'/><author><name>fox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IlKIClNSGog/Rl466czW3ZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/j0e3U03jA78/s72-c/hfurs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20998152.post-117643949490811549</id><published>2007-04-13T00:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T01:09:15.296-04:00</updated><title type='text'>La Blogothèque and his Take-Away Shows</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/5z8W5qWox7JYeaRbL"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/5z8W5qWox7JYeaRbL" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="250" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1jgpp_41-arcade-fire-neon-bible-wake-up"&gt;#41 - Arcade Fire - Neon Bible &amp;amp; Wake Up&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/lablogotheque"&gt;lablogotheque&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe you've heard the stories about these guys setting up impromptu performances on NYC streets and the like.  this means that arcade fire and the &lt;a href="http://www.blogotheque.net/"&gt;La Blogothèque&lt;/a&gt; guy should become fast friends. stick with this one - they perform neon bible in an elevator &amp;amp; head out into the venue to perform for the waiting crowd. the french may be cynics - but they are also romantics....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20998152-117643949490811549?l=foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/117643949490811549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/117643949490811549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#117643949490811549' title='La Blogothèque and his Take-Away Shows'/><author><name>fox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20998152.post-117643754344711597</id><published>2007-04-03T00:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T00:36:34.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the frenchies love the national</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="255"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/7g1kGkisKmgL4aa0f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/7g1kGkisKmgL4aa0f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="255" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1fwmf_403-the-national-start-a-war"&gt;#40.3 - The National - Start a war&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/lablogotheque"&gt;lablogotheque&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new record has a release date of May 22nd, but the record can be heard all around the internet thanks to leaky-leaks.  sounds like a good one.  this french guy put these videos together.  the aesthetic matches the sound quite well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20998152-117643754344711597?l=foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/117643754344711597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/117643754344711597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#117643754344711597' title='the frenchies love the national'/><author><name>fox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20998152.post-117514713678197276</id><published>2007-03-30T02:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T00:34:35.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'>feist - spring trip - looking back and forward</title><content type='html'>so it's been nearly a year since our spring beach trip.&lt;br /&gt;milo and i were introduced to Feist by carson daly one late night.&lt;br /&gt;he was illin' and i was riding shotgun.&lt;br /&gt;in a few weeks we'll return to the beach - hopefully healthy this time.&lt;br /&gt;in a few more weeks Feist will release her latest record, The Reminder.&lt;br /&gt;the leaked versions i've heard are amazing.&lt;br /&gt;here's a look into the intro that blew us away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UVk6VEP5DtA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UVk6VEP5DtA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20998152-117514713678197276?l=foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/117514713678197276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/117514713678197276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#117514713678197276' title='feist - spring trip - looking back and forward'/><author><name>fox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20998152.post-117030745632521238</id><published>2007-02-01T00:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T00:32:05.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>modern furniture, music,  and nostalgia - Thanks Sweden!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/51V1VMkuyx0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/51V1VMkuyx0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20998152-117030745632521238?l=foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/117030745632521238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/117030745632521238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#117030745632521238' title='modern furniture, music,  and nostalgia - Thanks Sweden!'/><author><name>fox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20998152.post-115734287742996544</id><published>2006-09-03T23:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T01:49:06.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'>all the artists in our generation will be chefs....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lucecafe.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4750/2119/200/fo-chefs5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a prophetic statement made by a friend years ago (prior to the internet boom - insert New Media/Web Designer here...).  my buddy &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/germgedert"&gt;germ&lt;/a&gt; was heading into culinary arts school at the time.  when he wasn't contributing major philanthropic art works to the city, inking tattoos, skating, or customizing cars - he was getting certified in the kitchen.  it all paid off nicely back in those days with a big hat in the kitchen at &lt;a href="http://columbus.citysearch.com/profile/7864902/"&gt;Tapatio&lt;/a&gt; .  sadly the tapatio days are over, but it's turned out well for jeremy as he now wears the biggest of hats at a damn fine small plate &amp; wine bar up in the northern burbs &lt;a href="http://www.lucecafe.com/"&gt;Luce Cafe&lt;/a&gt; . tons of care and creativity go into dishes like the "shrimp martini" and "grilled lamb chops". the wine bar is KILLER and priced righteously (no on tap beers though?).  it's big fun up there in powell and it's so right on to see a fellar like germ gettin' on like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20998152-115734287742996544?l=foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/115734287742996544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/115734287742996544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115734287742996544' title='all the artists in our generation will be chefs....'/><author><name>fox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20998152.post-115733898255132400</id><published>2006-09-03T22:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T23:15:45.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>From Cleveland Ohio.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mSjgP_oUbEE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mSjgP_oUbEE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="375" height="275"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20998152-115733898255132400?l=foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/115733898255132400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/115733898255132400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115733898255132400' title='From Cleveland Ohio.....'/><author><name>fox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20998152.post-115734444481184374</id><published>2006-09-01T00:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T00:34:04.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WIRE - a wide sphere of influence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4750/2119/1600/colinnewman_wideangle.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4750/2119/320/colinnewman_wideangle.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the good brother over at &lt;a href="http://strangereaction.com"&gt;strangereaction.com&lt;/a&gt; has a nice little &lt;a href="http://www.strangereaction.com/archives/2006/08/28/12xu/"&gt;case study&lt;/a&gt; on the influence and importance of colin and the band.  ian mackaye vs. HR vs. Dave Smalley vs.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20998152-115734444481184374?l=foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/115734444481184374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/115734444481184374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115734444481184374' title='WIRE - a wide sphere of influence'/><author><name>fox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20998152.post-115448980219419555</id><published>2006-08-01T23:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T00:28:09.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the parable of the hidden treasure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.marsneedsguitars.com/2006/07/u2-live-london-1982.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4750/2119/320/U2_1980_gallery_2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm consistently astounded with what I find while roaming MP3 blogs.  there's a lot of the talk about labels and media powerhouses trying to commodify this space, if we're lucky it'll prove too big &amp; too free to kill in that way?  is it paradise when you can find and acquire rare (rare no more) - and high quality bootlegs this easily?  i would argue it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;children of the 21st century this is &lt;a href="http://www.marsneedsguitars.com/2006/07/u2-live-london-1982.html"&gt;U2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;superior quality, boy/october/war (by my count the songs from War are being played 7mos before its USA release)- 1982 in London. seriously grab these while you can, then  prepare for hyper-ventilation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20998152-115448980219419555?l=foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/115448980219419555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/115448980219419555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115448980219419555' title='the parable of the hidden treasure'/><author><name>fox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20998152.post-115190026373298373</id><published>2006-07-02T23:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T00:17:43.793-04:00</updated><title type='text'>white city</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4750/2119/1600/2006june-mixtapes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4750/2119/320/2006june-mixtapes.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;selling mixtapes from the trunk in Cape Town, South Africa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;goofy white kid hears reggae, dancehall, and afropop for the first time from mixtape kiosks on canal street while visiting family in NYC.  bass all blown out, early NY rap samples, dancehall vocals on top.  it was like an alien spacecraft delivering a new language and culture.  this was a formative moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fast forward - 20 years.  the soccer fields in the very affluent northern suburb where the kids play.  the fields, the park, the playground are packed tight. the parking lot is nearly full - not with the obscene soccer mom grocery getters, but taxis, mid 80's imports, and the odd vintage mercedes and bmw.  the sides are staffed with east africans, mexicans, south africans, the occassional standout american.  the jerseys represent a who's who of international soccer and national colors. as dusk settles in - the social scene moves to the parking lot.  ghana has made it through the group stage. the spirit is lively. an african summer party in the central ohio suburbs -where only the upper can afford to live.  the alien music from the canal st kiosks re-appears. all the current sounds in african rap, dance hall, and reggae are represented.  man this city has changed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20998152-115190026373298373?l=foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/115190026373298373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/115190026373298373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115190026373298373' title='white city'/><author><name>fox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20998152.post-115138114885813173</id><published>2006-06-26T23:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T00:10:47.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'>white kid in the city schools....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xO49RKlj0Wg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4750/2119/400/08.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not easy to communicate the excitement, fear, strangeness, and fascination that was my first day of high school.  sheltered white kid confronted with minority status, a fellow 14 yr-old slams with two hands, legitimate break dancing, giant ass portable radios, tricked out chevettes - etc.  etc.  i think the early 80's were an amazing period for black culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i first saw &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xO49RKlj0Wg"&gt;this video&lt;/a&gt; in 2002.  this is a perfect representation of that experience (swap tweet for shiela e -&amp;amp;- ludacris for prince and we're there). even the 3 stripe style is here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20998152-115138114885813173?l=foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/115138114885813173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/115138114885813173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115138114885813173' title='white kid in the city schools....'/><author><name>fox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20998152.post-114870879485777280</id><published>2006-05-27T00:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T01:39:08.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Trip - Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4750/2119/1600/350px-Pixies_in_Kansas_City%2C_October_1%2C_2004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4750/2119/200/350px-Pixies_in_Kansas_City%2C_October_1%2C_2004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last night in LA, I've worked late, &amp; Jules has flown home.  Exploring West Hollywood has lost most of its fiz.  Dinner isn't the same - scoffing at the folks standing outside Doughboys or Toast is lame when your alone.  I head off to grab something from the market and I see a flier promoting a Pixies documentary.  At this point I know nothing about it - I assume that it's one that I've seen before, nevertheless I depart for Arclight cinemas.  It's gotta  be better than sitting around a hotel in beverly hills right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFI Music Documentary Series presents "&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;loudQUIETloud: A FILM ABOUT THE PIXIES"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I show up late.  They don't take cash. "here go ahead, it's on us, you better hurry, you've missed the first 10min."!?!?  The theatre is packed full, they're checking tickets, there's a very familiar looking bald guy (the thin one) standing against the wall near the entrance, and I realize that I've stumbled upon something important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The documentary covers the 2004 Pixies reunion tour.  The film provides some fantastic biographical material.  We see Frank Black and family at the pumpkin patch, Joey Santiago spending dinner time with his family via internet camera phone, the Deal sisters discussing Kim's strategies for staying clean during the tour, and David Lovering's attempts to cope with his father's terminal cancer and eventual death.  The film contains numerous performances from various cities and all shot with multiple cameras &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;(in the QandA following the film, the creators mention that they have 300+ hours of live performance from the tour.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;.  The on stage sequences are astounding.  A conscious decision was made to follow the band on stage during these shows.  We see and feel the reception that the band received an places like Brixton Academy and Fine Line Music Cafe.  Having followed the 2004 warm-up tour vicariously on the internet, I sit alone in the theatre and smile as I watch and experience the reunion tour from the band's perspective.  So many moments worth commenting on from this film, but one of the most enduring images for me is Kim and Franck pre-show - the first show of the warm up - in Minneapolis.  Their nervous, Kim appears downright scared, and Franck is doing his best to calm her, "it's a warm-up show, everyone will understand, don't worry about it."  The performance is breathtaking.  The crowd is hysterical.  We return to the dressing room post-performance and Kim and Franck are in a state of shock. We watch as they process what's just taken place. Kim asks - "Do you think they are all going to be this way?"  They are more surprised than anyone.  I've not seen a more poignant moment in a music documentary (there are many others of similar caliber throughout the film). We see the band experience the much deserved and long overdue recognition (and  gratification) that blossomed in the spring/summer of 2004.  It starts in places as unassuming as Saskatoon &amp; Eugene and opens more fully and completely at Coachella (no footage - the festival wouldn't allow them to film).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's enough for me.  The film has that rare quality - like a perfect day that you don't want to end.   I'm so completely blown-away by what I've stumbled into on my last night in LA - my expectations have been exceeded.  It takes a few minutes for house lights to be brought up.  I notice that they are setting up seats down in front.  The lights come up for question and answer time with the filmmakers (sweet! and being taped for IFC). Two two empty chairs remain?  These are reserved for Joey Santiago and David Lovering.  QandA ends up and the crowd is handed wristbands and directions to the after party with the filmmakers and band members.  This concludes my stay in LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.loudquietloud.com/"&gt;loudQUIETloud&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20998152-114870879485777280?l=foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/114870879485777280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/114870879485777280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114870879485777280' title='Work Trip - Part 2'/><author><name>fox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20998152.post-114715405667963657</id><published>2006-05-09T01:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T01:40:46.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'>work trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4750/2119/1600/hollyLA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4750/2119/200/hollyLA.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a couple of weeks back the boss sent me to LA.  grandma offered to take the kids for a few days which allowed jules to join me for most of the week.  her culinary knowledge translated into us looking like locals in a variety of hollywood &amp; beverly hills neighborhoods.  the 1st time since cambodia that we traveled without the young-ins.   great time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the social absurdities of this place are countered (almost) by tiny cultural surprises* that can be found in odd places - like the radio.  if you pay attention to what rollingstone &amp;amp; fader think, this is the best "commercial-radio" station in the nation &lt;a href="http://www.indie1031.fm/index.php"&gt;indie 103.1&lt;/a&gt; as a result of this find, i'm now neglecting everything else that i could listen to.  the shows &amp; personalities can be engaging.  they seem to blow-off their podcasting &amp;amp; other technology (this is no KEXP.ORG). it acts like a public station (kind of).  it's something else really. personality driven - a college style radio station programmed by celebs.  big biz cashing in on internet music and indie rock probably.   they display an appreciation and understanding of LA music pedigree (a most endearing quality in my opinion).  a punk show, a metal show, a steve jones show,  and a sometimes funny show on monday nights - &lt;a href="http://www.indie1031.fm/shows/feelmyheat.php"&gt;feel my heat&lt;/a&gt; .  in the end it's not unlike the rest of the city - trendy, smug, and painfully self-aware, BUT you can hear "billy squire" alongside bloc party, the rakes,  or cypress hill.  few experiences can compare to blasting "the stroke" while driving your rental car after dark in sunset strip traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*more to come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20998152-114715405667963657?l=foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/114715405667963657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/114715405667963657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114715405667963657' title='work trip'/><author><name>fox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20998152.post-114525010313628270</id><published>2006-04-17T00:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T01:04:52.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a bad night turned into some fine moments with milo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4750/2119/1600/outER.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4750/2119/200/outER.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;just returning from spring break family vacation.  those with kids know what trips with yung-ins is like.  a strange mix of exhaustion, elation, disappointment, humor, moments you'll happily forget &amp; moments that you're sad you can't keep, and in the most unfortunate cases - a well timed radical pediatric illness.  milo and i spent some quality time very early friday morning.  it wasn't my original intention to stay up until 3am with a 5 year old, but he was a good sport (considering the conditions). we sat together. stunned into silence  watching Leslie Feist perform "&lt;a href="http://idisk.mac.com/jenningsaske/Public/rbally/feist/06%20Secret%20Heart.mp3"&gt;Secret Heart&lt;/a&gt;" live on carson daly's show (well, it explained my lack fer words).   Here's a &lt;a href="http://www.rbally.net/2006/04/feist-live-in-chicago_06.html"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; to an entire live set from chicago's park west.  A massive talent, the records are outstanding, but these live performances are the best representations of what she's got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"stick to your roots boy, stick to your roots" - eric moore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20998152-114525010313628270?l=foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/114525010313628270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/114525010313628270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114525010313628270' title='a bad night turned into some fine moments with milo'/><author><name>fox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20998152.post-114335464616668366</id><published>2006-03-26T01:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T01:38:15.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>doing it, and doing it, and doing it well...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://yeahyeahyeahs.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4750/2119/200/scraps28th.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so everyone's tired of me yammerin on about these guys (i've seen the blank looks).  please forgive me,  i spent the better part of my day fighting for 5 dollar cashmere &amp; hand drawn t-shirts at the fashion farm that pays my bills.  this stuff is going down nicely tonight.   more objectively though - this release must be noted.  there are those rare occassions when an artist creates ridiculous expectations very early on &amp;amp; then proceeds to elevate their game with astounding style.  they are sharing the aformentioned achievement on their &lt;a href="http://myspace.com/yeahyeahyeahs"&gt;myspace&lt;/a&gt; page.  when was the last time you tracked a record release? and you thought i was goofy for reppin' em when they put out books and shit. dig it now before the grammy award &amp;amp; hype burns off the pleasures that a listen provides.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20998152-114335464616668366?l=foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/114335464616668366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/114335464616668366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114335464616668366' title='doing it, and doing it, and doing it well...'/><author><name>fox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20998152.post-114335783420906323</id><published>2006-03-21T00:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T02:23:54.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i swear i saw him</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4750/2119/1600/billy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4750/2119/200/billy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i swear i saw billy bragg walking down high st sunday night from a table near the window at barleys.  it was a brief encounter, but i saw enough.  maybe it was the numerous ESB's that i had consumed.  maybe it was the association created by my company at the time (2 english IT folks in town for a project).  damn it, i know what i saw.  i almost broke into a union song i was so excited.  here's a couple of that new box set (i always preferred the love songs over the polemical stuff).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buddyhead.com/mp3blog/BB-ANewEngland.mp3"&gt;new england&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buddyhead.com/mp3blog/BB-TheMilkmanOfHumanKindness.mp3"&gt;milkman of human kindness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20998152-114335783420906323?l=foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/114335783420906323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/114335783420906323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114335783420906323' title='i swear i saw him'/><author><name>fox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20998152.post-114231707829256253</id><published>2006-03-14T01:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T01:49:50.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a few quality minutes from 1980-84</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4750/2119/1600/mtv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4750/2119/400/mtv.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;everyone has probably done this already (based on all of the stuff your read and hear about youtube's usage these days) but damn if ain't addictive.  i'm having flashbacks to my inability to turn off the tv - only now i can pick what i want to see!  enjoy it while it lasts....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=0CJJQcGcQFE"&gt;intro &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=jyqvmP9s8DY"&gt;2 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=6LTaAWN6O2E"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=MAEB_8tWsw0"&gt;4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=lzfoL3o3UxY"&gt;break&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=Cnoadc9IaMM"&gt;fünf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=xESiWCzdllY"&gt;5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=28TeUbYvXS0"&gt;6&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=XnA9a7INL-U"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=JP4TjqYz8Mg"&gt;end&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20998152-114231707829256253?l=foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/114231707829256253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/114231707829256253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114231707829256253' title='a few quality minutes from 1980-84'/><author><name>fox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20998152.post-114205615738210000</id><published>2006-03-11T00:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T14:13:18.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"got myself a brand new oakland scarf right here"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4750/2119/1600/eddieVH2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4750/2119/400/eddieVH2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  i bought "Fair Warning" on 8 track the week it was released.  a few months later mtv arrived along with 3 live videos from a show in Oakland (&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=LfYjgcOaIUU"&gt;unchained&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=bbmSnVKKmFU"&gt;so this is love&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=NPxjobLI898"&gt;hear about it later&lt;/a&gt;). hard to believe the obscurity of these considering their importance at the time (you would've had been a regular viewer from 1981-82).  bootlegs of the show have been around forever, but i've heard that VH plans to release it in some kind of box this year (a cue from led zeppelin probably).  these are low-fi, roth is.. roth, and one cuts out prematurely, but they effectively capture one of the most powerful and popular live rock bands ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20998152-114205615738210000?l=foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/114205615738210000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/114205615738210000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114205615738210000' title='&quot;got myself a brand new oakland scarf right here&quot;'/><author><name>fox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20998152.post-114059113571220230</id><published>2006-02-22T01:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T01:52:15.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>heavy lifting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4750/2119/1600/bob_pollard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4750/2119/200/bob_pollard.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I saw &lt;a href="http://www.robertpollard.net/"&gt;Bob Pollard&lt;/a&gt; on at &lt;a href="http://littlebrothers.com/"&gt;Little Brothers&lt;/a&gt; a few weeks back.  I could attempt a bit about the "mythic" status he holds in indie rock - but this has been done to death.  Google it if you want it (&lt;a href="http://www.pitchforkmedia.com/features/weekly/05-01-17-guidedbyvoices.shtml"&gt;GBV nostalgia&lt;/a&gt;).  What I can say is that I witnessed a most impressive display of alcohol consumption.  Seriously, this was easily on par with the "mezcal nights" of old (you know who you are).  Bob Pollard holding a a half-gone bottle of liquor and admonishing the crowd, "there comes a time when you have to put away the toys kids". That is a priceless moment.  I'm pretty sure that I witnessed a medical miracle - a true scientific impossibility. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob and his band managed to rattle out 43 songs (including a 9 song GBV encore), most of which were thoroughly enjoyable.  It was fun like a mid-80's husker du or replacements show.  I can't describe the ethereal qualities of the unspoiled alternative rock scene from back in the day, but I can provide you with an image from this show that evokes that era.  A bunch of Bob's peeps from the old days in Dayton showed up to the show (apparently Columbus was as close as the tour will get to his hometown).  These guys were as old as Bob and they looked it.  Picture your dad on stage at little brothers-norm from cheers-dale earnhardt type shit-mullets-old high school football jerseys.  It was feet on the ground, here's a shout out to my boy buffalo over here, kind of shit.  It was that homeless guy at all the punk rock shows back in the day.  It was totally devoid of pretension.  It was just a middle aged drunk guy from the midwest having a party with his old high school buddies.  It's just that this midwest guy is a rock n' roll genius. An indie rock patriarch.  This kind of humanity is absent in today's scene.  43 songs for 16 bucks? that shit would cost more than twice as much on itunes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20998152-114059113571220230?l=foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/114059113571220230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/114059113571220230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114059113571220230' title='heavy lifting'/><author><name>fox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20998152.post-113937864703110931</id><published>2006-02-08T00:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T01:04:07.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a bubble machine?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.carllewis.com/video.music.1.html"&gt;http://www.carllewis.com/video.music.1.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20998152-113937864703110931?l=foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/113937864703110931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/113937864703110931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113937864703110931' title='a bubble machine?'/><author><name>fox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20998152.post-113929067374584136</id><published>2006-02-07T00:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T00:37:53.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>exhibit b: why this genre has so much promise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zfODSPIYwpQ"&gt;Brokeback To the Future&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20998152-113929067374584136?l=foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/113929067374584136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/113929067374584136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113929067374584136' title='exhibit b: why this genre has so much promise'/><author><name>fox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20998152.post-113917434775186413</id><published>2006-02-05T16:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T01:02:52.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>buzz-hype-a-gator YYY's style</title><content type='html'>In a matter of weeks the &lt;a href="http://yeahyeahyeahs.com/"&gt;Yeah Yeah Yeahs&lt;/a&gt; will release their second full-length album, Show Your Bones. It's been three years since the release of their first full-length - though that's not say that the 3 persons responsible for that work haven't been productive.  The ubiquity of the YYY's is impressive on a few levels. OK, maybe there is a grand plan here and i'm just a vacuous sucker. If this is the case then this is buzz creation of the schrewdest sort. Maybe this is just the way the game is played in our day and age.  It's a lot more fun than having jan wenner put your balls in everyone's face and your cred isn't destroyed as fast. Seeker savy types knew all of this shit yesterday, so at the risk of sounding so last minute, here's my take:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guitarist Nick Zinner published &lt;a href="http://www.ihopeyouareallhappynow.com/"&gt;I Hope You Are All Happy Now&lt;/a&gt;. This is one of the most powerful rock n' roll documents (he prefers to call it an art book) that you're likely to put your eyes on. It resides comfortably among important pieces like &lt;a href="http://21361.com/Merchant2/merchant.mv?Screen=PROD&amp;Store_Code=2&amp;amp;Product_Code=1033&amp;Category_Code=Books"&gt;Get in the Van&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.endofthecentury.com/"&gt;End of the Century&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.southern.com/southern/band/FUGAZ/17980.html"&gt;Instrument&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0198307/"&gt;Another State of Mind&lt;/a&gt;. It's a contemporary rock n' roll document - which enhances its value. Zinner provides us entry into live rock/punk/art culture and reveals what those elements look like today. Zinner's also doing a thrash project &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/headwoundcity"&gt;HeadWoundCity&lt;/a&gt;. Like my old man used to say, "that son-of-a-bitch is a doer todd, a goddamned doer!".&lt;br /&gt;Drummer Brian Chase formed another trio, &lt;a href="http://www.killrockstars.com/bands/factsheets/theseconds/"&gt;the seconds&lt;/a&gt; - affording him a more straight ahead approach to punk-rock drumming. A YYY's live show quickly reveals the importance of his contribution (there isn't much room to hide in a trio).  It's clear that Chase is an accomplished musician with a unique ability to fill space and provide rhythm, so it's not surprising that he's looking for opportunities to extend his activities.&lt;br /&gt;Vocalist Karen O partnered with - Adam Spiegel aka Spike Jonze  &amp;amp; Sam Spiegel aka DJ producer Squeak E Clean (producer of new record) to create &lt;a href="http://www.adidas.com/campaigns/adidas_1/content/tv_spot.asp"&gt;Hello Tomorrow&lt;/a&gt; for Adidas. The spot has everything that you would expect from Jonze - dreamy narrative, breathtaking cinematography &amp;amp; color, and claustrophobic spatial representation. Beneath the Jonze vision is the equally dreamlike sound of Karen O's soft voice paired with Clean's delicate instrumentation.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, there have been a few attempts of the "more blatant" buzz creation variety.  Squeak E Clean appeared on MTV and made up a bogus story about the new record being a concept album about Karen O's cat (snubbing your nose at MTV News is standard issue I suppose) More importantly, a Diplo remix of forthcoming track &lt;a href="http://hype.non-standard.net/track/55543"&gt;Gold Lion&lt;/a&gt;  has surfaced. This may appear risky, but giving him remix dispensation on a track that no one has heard? That's got to bea good play these days.  Nothing says "did you hear..." like a Diplo remix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So though it would make a nice little case study for a Media Studies seminar at the &lt;a href="http://www.newschool.edu/"&gt;New School&lt;/a&gt; (i'll teach that fucker), it's also a major lift to the credibility of these 3 individuals.  Me, I'm damn happy to be strung along by the hype-aggator here lately. I'm actually looking forward a new record release for a change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20998152-113917434775186413?l=foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/113917434775186413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/113917434775186413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113917434775186413' title='buzz-hype-a-gator YYY&apos;s style'/><author><name>fox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20998152.post-113929016251743915</id><published>2006-02-01T22:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T00:29:22.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>please make it stop!</title><content type='html'>i'm all fucker-ed up by this contraption. whatever you do, don't start fooling around with it when you have respectable work to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hype.non-standard.net/"&gt;http://hype.non-standard.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20998152-113929016251743915?l=foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/113929016251743915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/113929016251743915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113929016251743915' title='please make it stop!'/><author><name>fox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20998152.post-113917339442562775</id><published>2006-01-25T16:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T16:27:55.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>scenester tracking</title><content type='html'>Tracking the cultural affections of scenesters has been an interest of mine for as long as I can remember. Boyhood trips to the nearby record shop were driven observational interests. Sure I'd buy stuff, but what I really wanted was to figure out what people were into. This was much easier in the early 80's. The record shop guys didn't change the decorations or the sounds very often. The radio station didn't add new artists. The initial shock and awe that was my first 8 hours in front of MTV, though traumatic, had a strengthening effect. My first post-MTV trip to the record store would be a revelatory experience. The record clerks that I had held in high esteem, lording over the marantz and perched on their raised checkout counter, were totally confounded by my new requests. On its face it seemed like disinterest or condescension, but looking back I think they knew they were vulnerable. "Who the fuck is U2? What's it called, Boy? We don't sell shit like that. REO Speedwagon"Good Trouble" - that's a killer release. Cultural trends and tastes move with unimaginable velocity today. "Fifteen minutes" may have seemed fleeting in 1968, but those numbers practically constitute a movement when you consider the cultural attention span and high-speed acquisition of knowledge of today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"I'm losing my edge to the Internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group.." &lt;a href="http://www.lcdsoundsystem.com/"&gt;james murphy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20998152-113917339442562775?l=foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/113917339442562775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/113917339442562775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113917339442562775' title='scenester tracking'/><author><name>fox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20998152.post-113730553159814824</id><published>2006-01-15T00:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T01:38:18.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'>millers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4750/2119/1600/highlifecap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4750/2119/200/highlifecap.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;she's a friend that i haven't seen since high-school, and we're getting reacquainted tonight.  i've made myself scarce in this relationship for a long time.  i was a a two-faced teenager. too self-conscious to be seen with her in the halls.  a sophisticate can't stoop that low.  i might even slander her when i had the chance. she's was an easy target after all.  i knew her well enough to score points with a joke or two at her expense when in the proper company. you get the picture. social climbing can make the best of us act with treachery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; i was way off (again).  my weakness has robbed me of the enjoyment that comes from an easy and affordable friendship.  i didn't call upon this old friend, or so much as look her way, for at least a decade, and yet tonight we're hanging together by the moonlight and it's just &lt;a href="http://www.millerhighlife.com/"&gt;lovely stuff&lt;/a&gt;.  my old man had many capabilities. one thing he could do beyond anyone that i've known was enjoy beer.  he possessed enlightened taste.  a chemist always considers the recipe. that he could toggle betweeen imports and lo-fi domestics troubled me for many years. didn't he know? couldn't he discern the differences? what kind of man was he? well this evening i understand the man a little better. thanks to my time with this old friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*millers - a friend from high school used to say, "let's get millers".  this would drive me crazy.  why did he use plural?  it's miller beer not millers beer. it's 2am in ohio tonight and my cooler is empty. sorry i judged you Dave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20998152-113730553159814824?l=foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/113730553159814824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/113730553159814824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113730553159814824' title='millers'/><author><name>fox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20998152.post-113929128664218323</id><published>2006-01-13T00:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T00:48:06.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'>nostalgia - web2.0 style</title><content type='html'>imagine trying to describe this to yourself 15-20 years ago. the modern day record swap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.strangereaction.com/"&gt;http://www.strangereaction.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20998152-113929128664218323?l=foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/113929128664218323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/113929128664218323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113929128664218323' title='nostalgia - web2.0 style'/><author><name>fox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20998152.post-113929089972120924</id><published>2006-01-07T00:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T00:41:39.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>exhibit a: why this genre has so much promise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ps260.com/molly/SHINING%20FINAL.mov"&gt;The Shining&lt;/a&gt; vs. &lt;a href="http://www.movie-list.net/classics/shining.mov"&gt;the original&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20998152-113929089972120924?l=foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/113929089972120924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/113929089972120924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113929089972120924' title='exhibit a: why this genre has so much promise'/><author><name>fox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20998152.post-113929205569712904</id><published>2006-01-01T00:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T01:00:55.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>taking a cue from my bro matt</title><content type='html'>i've done this many times over the years and i'm happy to admit it.  glad to know ya fella!&lt;br /&gt;this is a place for me to post my shit so i can look back at my dumbass someday and laugh, or wince, with the rest of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20998152-113929205569712904?l=foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/113929205569712904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20998152/posts/default/113929205569712904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyfoxontherun.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113929205569712904' title='taking a cue from my bro matt'/><author><name>fox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
