"Oh eye oh/ Joe, don't go/ Oh eye oh/ Joe, I know," Lissy Trullie wails on the chorus to "Wearing Blue," the second song on her self-titled album, over-enunciating every syllable, exaggerating every "O." The New Yorker and former model otherwise known as Elizabeth McChesney sounds positively regal against a backdrop of click-clack drums, swelling brass, and teetering piano chords, asserting herself as if "Blue" were her birthright.

The context suggests that Joe's cracking up, but the thing about Lissy Trullie (Downtown) as a whole is that one never gets the sense that Trullie is emotionally invested what she's communicating with her dry, sharp instrument. This might be more of an artistic concern were she not so kinetically invested in her task, tapping and cracking and battering and scraping her words like a manic kidult who is literally bursting with happiness over a shiny new toy she's just received.

Listening to Lissy Trullie forces a mental picture of bodies in motion, being as it is a collection of songs that tries to make the listener as frenzied and aerobicized and toned and sweaty as Trullie apparently strives to be every waking moment. It should come with leg warmers, a gym membership, and a temporary Nike tattoo. As such, Sound of the City decided to rebuild the tracklist to suit the prerogatives of cardiovascularly minded listeners. What say we get svelte?

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Ah, the smell of leather! The boys of summer! The thrill of a well-placed slider! Yes, it's baseball season again, and what better way to preview this year's Major League Baseball slate than by tying each team's prospects to songs from the great Long Island metal band Blue Öyster Cult? Not only has BÖC been around forever, and not only do they have the greatest song titles in history, it's pretty clear that they have been previewing this baseball season in mystical and occult ways for decades.

Today, 13 more teams start their seasons, and we're here to preview the American League's coming offerings. (The National League preview is here.)

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Ah, the smell of leather! The boys of summer! The thrill of a well-placed slider! Yes, it's baseball season again, and what better way to preview this year's Major League Baseball slate than by tying each team's prospects to songs from the great Long Island metal band Blue Öyster Cult? Not only has BÖC been around forever, and not only do they have the greatest song titles in history, it's pretty clear that they have been previewing this baseball season in mystical and occult ways for decades.

Tonight's first regular-season matchup on American soil is a National League tilt pitting the St. Louis Cardinals against the rebranded Miami Marlins, so the first part of our preview will focus on the NL. (Part two will run tomorrow.)

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Photo Roadies

Kalyn Heffernan proudly sleeps 'til noon

We'd like to direct your attention to the new video released by CMJ 2011 underdogs Wheelchair Sports Camp, the little Denver band who came to New York this past fall and demonstrated so much fortitude of character they ended up on our front cover. Since we last heard from the psuedo-hop trio, they've not only opened for old-school rap-heroes Salt N' Pepa, thereby playing to their biggest crowd of more than 1000 people, but the Mile High kids also put together a soon-to-be-released EP Where We All Live, and recently posted a video for the EP's title single.

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Let's all do our best to keep this from happening

So another enjoyable terrible Super Bowl Halftime Show is in the books, and as we wash "I Gotta Feeling" out of our eyes and ears for the thousandth time, the question becomes: Who will grace the stage in 2012? How old will their most famous album be? Will your mom like it? Will Twitter? Will you? Let us now gather the most likely suspects and complain about them in advance.

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All hail Grave Digger. Pics by Chris.

Monster Jam
The Izod Center
Friday, February 5

Better Than: Almost anything else in the state of New Jersey

We all know the drill at a monster-truck rally: It's like an air show on the ground. We come to these kind of things to see the bravery, the stupidity, the sheer lunacy of people willing to risk life and limb to entertain. It may not be your bag, but once you get into the arena, it's hard not to get swept up into it. too. The New Jersey Monster Jam has the air of a WWF match for gear-heads, with everyone coming to support their truck. As the lights go down, the announcer calls out their names, boxing-match style. "Easily one of the hottest trucks on the circuit, ladies and gentlemen, its STONNNNNNNE Crusher!!" After much fanfare, five trucks come to rest on each side of the arena, facing each other, ready for battle. It was time for something different, nightlife-wise: Why not a 1,500-horsepower Medieval Times?

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Black Eyed Peas, about to be on this list.

The Super Bowl is a wonderful day in the sports calendar, full of drama, excitement, and also some great commercials. However, the dark cloud that hangs over most Super Bowls is that of the halftime show. The history of these halftime shows is as diverse as it is bad, with only a few shows shining as examples of not-terrible entertainment (e.g., Prince). The majority, however, have been awful, and here are the top 5 worst (we're reserving a spot in next year's list for the Black Eyed Peas, who are set to play Sunday's halftime show):

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It was only a matter of time before someone retooled Wiz Khalifa's Pittsburgh tribute "Black and Yellow" for the Green Bay Packers. What was probably not expected was for that person to be Lil Wayne, he of New Orleans origin. Yet, here it is: "Green and Yellow," wherein Weezy pledges allegiance to Cheesehead Nation, using Wiz's own beat against him. The most ridiculous sequence definitely has to be "We knocked the Eagles and the Falcons and the Bears off/Now we 'bout to cut Troy Polamalu hair off." Who else would rather see Wiz and Weezy perform these two songs at halftime, instead of getting stuck with the Black Eyed Peas?

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Here we have (courtesy Funkmaster Flex) SOTC deity The-Dream taking in last night's Knicks-Rockets game (guess who won) with Kim Kardashian, continuing their alleged unholy union, about which we have already begun writing a speculative musical. Here, then, are more excerpts from that work in progress:

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