Week in Review: All I Have Left Are My Memories and This Copy of The Razor's Edge Signed by Asher Roth
Photo of Jim Jones taunting hipsters by Rebecca Smeyne
In the week Jim Jones put ten thousand dollars on a three-on-three basketball tournament sponsored by Converse and barred to the media, we got up in there anyway, and brought you the hilarious play-by-play. Take that, shoe company.
Gerard Cosloy from Matador's house burned down, which bummed us out way before Tony Victory started gloating about the whole thing, so we made a Fuck Victory Records playlist. It took literally no research to do--a fact we still can't figure out if we're proud of, or a bit ashamed.
We talked to Terminal Boredom's Rich Kroneiss about haterism, Psychedelic Horseshit, and the "indie establishment" oxymoron, and to Mount Eerie's Phil Elverum about black metal, Twin Peaks, and playing loud.
What else. Panda Bear is still in Animal Collective, haters. The Roxy is probably not coming back, although for a minute, maybe it was. Our campaign to get a "I Am Carles" t-shirt personally hand-delivered stalled early, which is probably for the best. And we unintentionally antagonized Questlove, which turns out to be surprisingly easy to do.
Not a bad week for records: The Pains of Being Pure at Heart, Wavves, and Cam'ron all put out new music of varying quality, while Free Energy, The Big Pink, and our summer favorites Pete Yorn and Scarlett Johansson added videos to songs we'd already been spending lots of time with.
Plus MySpace rap beef, the exact spot on which John Hughes died, the end of the end of the Virgin Megastore, David Byrne's bicycle, date G. Lucas Crane, Wordless Music, Underwater Peoples, and much more, below. We're back on Monday.