The thing is, when Alex Jones is making his headcase, rageaholic videos where he reveals his acute paranoia that someone wants to bump him off, when this guy DOES die from a heart attack—I mean LOOK AT HIM, HE’S ONLY 38!!!—his followers, like Andrew Breitbart’s legions, will think it was the New World Order, or Obama, what killed Alex, NOT HIS OWN BI-POLAR BATSHIT BAD-CRAZINESS.
Jones is so anti-meds that he’ll probably die of an aneurysm long before anyone gets around to assassinating him. Imagine what his poor wife must have thought, seeing her husband have a humiliating public meltdown (the type I am sure that she is all too accustomed to witnessing) in front on CNN’s cameras.
If you can’t hold your shit together on a live television show—and Jones didn’t even try with Piers Morgan, he was unhinged from the start—you shouldn’t be allowed anywhere near one, for fuck’s sake.
Some crazy shit could be happening above us, you know, like in cartoons where a piano or a safe dangles precariously over your head from a six story building. But we end up squashed like a bug because… we never look up!
The world has gone mobile. We live in an information society and are connected to information anywhere we go, and whatever we do, 24/7. And that has changed how we as people behave.
It just occurred to me, I never wished you all a Happy New Year!
Well, here we are people. We made it past the Mayan apocalypse, past the predictions of the I-Ching and Terence McKenna’s computer, past the fiscal fucking cliff (whatever that actually meant) and we’ve arrived in a new age!
And I can’t think of a better way to celebrate by sitting back and listening to a 50 year old record, one of the greatest works of popular music to come out of the 20th Century, here stripped of the wall of sound and with its beating heart laid bare. It’s the isolated vocals from the Ronettes all-time, stone-cold classic “Baby I Love You”, and, frankly, it’s stunning.
This will raise the hairs on your neck high enough to match Ronnie’s infamous beehive. And if rumors are to be believed, one of those backing voices is none other than Cher.
And I completely agree with the sentiment - I love you all and let’s have a Happy New Year! xx
“This is just a simple, down the middle, black and white, cut and dry, warm cup of what would Jesus, or anything other human being that isn’t an asshole, do?
And you blew it”
Anyone who lives in a red hurricane corridor state just got a nice steaming pile dropped on their heads of what the GOP reps that they themselves freely chose to elect have in store for them the next time a hurricane rips the roof off their house. Don’t be surprised when rabid reichwingers act like rabid reichwingers when you vote for them!
Unbelievable. What MORE evidence would any sane person need not to vote Republican for anything, or any office, not even dog catcher? And as Stewart points out, when even Peter King thinks you’re a disgrace…
Peter fucking King got it right, for god’s sake! This speaks volumes about how messed up it all is.
It’s the first Notes column of the new year, and it’s time for a little bit of self-promotion!
When I first joined the DM crew I remember talking to Richard Metzger (he;‘s not just bigger than Jesus, you know, he’s bigger than God!) about self-promotion on the site. I explained that the British people are actually pretty shit at promoting themselves, and he agreed. Not that I’m British, mind you. But it’s just one of those things that Americans do so much better than Europeans: selling yourselves, without coming across like utter cocks. Most of the time, anyway.
One of the points of starting this NFTN column was to have a little corner of the site all to myself, where I could talk about the more niche stuff I am interested in, but also to show off some of the stuff I do beyond blogging for Dangerous Minds. And I do a lot. Film-making, event organising, writing, djing, and, first and foremost, making music.
So anyway, enough beating around the bush.
I’ve just released my latest single, remixes of a hip-house cover of Missy Elliot’s “Work It”, which is available to buy now, exclusively, from Juno Download.
The release contains six remixes, with the lead-off track being a rework by the legendary founder of electro music on the West Coast, Egyptian Lover. I gotta admit, I was pretty stoked when he said he liked my track enough to remix it, but that was nothing compared to how I felt when I heard it. It’s classic Egypt, a straight-up electro-funk bomb, and I am honored to release it. In fact, it made my year.
That’s not to knock any of the other artists who provided remixes, oh no siree. This release is really strong from start to finish. Additional mixes are supplied by upcoming legend Hard Ton, who turn in an Italian piano-house version that would have rocked the original acid raves at Shoom, Berlin based Electrosexual, who comes on strong with a percussive industrial mix, and rising star Ynfynyt Scroll, who turns in a mix half-way between southern hip-hop and Jersey club banger.
There’s also a remix by the mysterious new act Cunt Traxxx, in a “vogue house” style, but you’ll be hearing more about them right here in the very near future. For now, here are the tracks for your earholes:
If you want to purchase any of the “Work It” remixes, hop over here.
The original version of “Work It” is available on my mixtape AKA, which came out last year. You can hear it, and download the whole tape for free, at my Bandcamp page.
And here’s a video I put together for the track, featuring footage from our annual Vogue Brawl party, where only the most fabulous and fierce survive, and everybody is made to werrrk it…
Actress Kirsten Holly Smith’s one-woman performances as Dusty Springfield have been gathering rave reviews for years in New York and Los Angeles theater circles and now “Forever Dusty” is being mounted at New World Stages, the biggest Off Broadway house in the city, as a full-scale, multi-character musical. The book was written by Smith and her husband, Jonathan Vankin and with 20 Dusty Springfield numbers, the show is being compared to mega-hit “Jersey Boys” by critics (and Perez Hilton).
DM pal Jeff Newelt saw the show and called it “A concentrated blast of pop nose candy.” There’s a discount code for DM readers: Get 40% off tickets by using the code FDSOUL12 at BroadwayOffers.com, or by calling 212-947-8844, OR by walk-up at the New World Stages box office, 340 W. 50th St. (between 8th/9th Aves, NYC).
SECOND UPDATEPiers Morgan told Politico: “He was the best advertisement for gun control you could wish for. That kind of vitriol, hatred, and zealotry is really quite scary. I didn’t feel threatened by him, but I’m concerned that someone like him has that level of influence. There’s got to be a level of discourse that can rise above what happened last night. It was undignified, unedifying.”