Elsewhere In Bloggyville…

* It Came From The Sea: Your Disco Needs Them. (Them = Nikon and kicking_k)

* E Crunk over at Spizzazzz has created an excellent hip hop DJ mix and you can download it here. The bit mixing “Addictive” with “Work It” is sublime.

* Chris has resumed blogging, and he’s written an amusingly brutal review of the Daredevil movie.

My favorite bit:

Jennifer Garner is utterly lacking in personality — it’s one thing to play Elektra as something other than the stone-cold ice-queen she is in the comics, but you’d better replace it with something other than a vacant stare and a fat-lipped smile. When she puts on black leather and starts trying to kick ass, it’s almost laughable, since her every previous scene has been shot with a nice-girl reverence so pathetic you’d expect clip art of kittens and bunnies to be superimposed around the border of every frame while the My Little Pony theme song plays in the background.

You’ve Gotta Cultivate What You Need To Need

There’s a long feature article about Sonic Youth in Entertainment Weekly this week. If you know much about the band, the article isn’t very special or interesting – there certainly isn’t anything mentioned or said that I haven’t read before. The article basically gives an outline of their career to date, focusing on how individual and uncompromising the band is, and how they are fairly down to earth, easy going, responsible people. Overall, the article (written by David Browne) sells the band as good, talented, smart people, but I would have preferred it if he had written about the music a bit more. I don’t think the writing gives the reader much of an impression of what the band’s music sounds like except for in very vague implications of artistic growth and in mentioning the relative pop appeal of Goo and Dirty in comparison to their earlier releases. I’m not sure how effective this feature will be in inspiring EW readers to purchase a Sonic Youth record, but I certainly hope that many of them do.

I’m Making Very Sexy Installments

Yeah, yeah, Ryan, we get it – you hate fun. Let it go, man.