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Links for 6.28.10: How to get a beer belly

*Environment: This is what The Listenerd looks like, post-oil spill. [A Cleaner Future, via Eyeteeth]

*Crafts: Apparently, the practice you will see if you click through on this link is known as thread painting, and it is amazing. BEEEEEESSS!!!!!

*Architecture: The idea of the hallway. [That one was for you, Murketing.]

*Art: Tomáš Gabzdil’s Libertiny sculpture is finished by adding…BEES!!!!!! (I love exclaiming…BEES!!!) [I’m done.] [(notcot)]

*Retail: A fine, long listicle on why your barista hates you. I long had a barista with whom I had a near-perfect understanding: I wouldn’t talk to him, he wouldn’t talk to me. I would tip him a whole dollar almost every day, he would give me free coffees regularly. Then he went into rehab. Yeah, sad story. [consumerist]

*Music: Camille Paglia on sex, jazz, androgyny and men who wear loose shorts.

*Imagery: “Postcards from Hell” – ForeignPolicy.com puts together a photo essay of images from “the world’s most failed states.” [harper’s]

*Wood: If I were still on Tumblr, I’d tumble this image. Acrylic on dead wood.

*Blogs: I didn’t even know Converse had a blog. Is The Daily Swarm doing it? It looks like a combination of Notcot and TDS. I barely see any shoes.

*Local: There will be a BEER EVENT called SURLYFEST on September 18th. Where? No idea. What? No idea. If you have never had Surly, you should find some and drink it. BEER!!!!

*Today’s links: F.

Links for 5.20.09: Ramsay, Cutlery, Sam Beam, meat eating, pigeons…

*Podcasts: If you want to see the guy with the huge beard who refuses to do a podcast with me (his name is Sam Beam and his band is Iron and Wine), check out this video, for the song “Love Vigilantes.” I will now recommence crying into my cupped hands.

*Belief: What will your grandchildren be embarrassed you did or believed in? Circumcision? Self-medicating? Meat eating? [waxy]

*Graphics: The Daily Swarm’s commentary on Project Playlist acquiring Total Music. A pile of fecal matter. Steaming.

*Like, art: Do you want to see a pigeon going down a drain? From an exhibit called “The Space Between.” I once ran over a large goose while driving at night and it was extraordinarily sickening and depressing. FYI. [eyeteeth]

*Television: Everything Tracy Jordan ever said in season three of “30 Rock.” [urlesque]

*Videos: The Cold War Kids have an interactive music video called “I’ve Seen Enough” out. I remember when music videos were on on tv. And, like, had chicks. Dancing. And shit. [fimoculous]

*Architecture: The world’s architecture rendered in Legos. I once built a tower straight up, reaching toward the sky. Minutes later it was destroyed by the capricious whim of a two-year-old child. This is how one learns patience.

*Ideas: Eat Me Daily explores the idea of a Grand Unification Theory of Cutlery. Also highly recommended, Gordon Ramsay Swears at You. (Push the button on his head. The red one.)

*Today’s links: D. I’m a little worried about Lyrical_Miracle. He’s been suspiciously quiet lately….

Links for 4.21.09: Cloudspeaker, green porn, Anvil and Absolut…

*Music 2.0: I haven’t really poked around Cloudspeaker, but I’m trying to figure out if it’s a busier Hype Machine. [shorties]

*Green: We wrote about Isabella Rossellini’s “Green Porno” ages ago for the day job. Now she’s back with a series of films about how aquatic life does it. And by it, I can’t even say what I mean. At all. [cinematical]

*Movies: Anthony Lane, my favorite writer working today, gave the heavy metal documentary “Anvil” a rave review in the most recent issue of the New Yorker. [tds]

*Local: Justin Vernon (Bon Iver) singing “A Satisfied Mind” at Eau Claire’s Memorial High School. Who has two fingers and likes Bon Iver? [chuckles]

*Video: An ad for Absolut vodka, called “A vodka movie,” by Zach Galifianakis. Men. Wigs. [hotdogsladies]

*Apps: Capo is a $40 iPhone app that allows wannabe musicians to slow down tracks so they can learn to play them. I can play nothing, though I tried to learn the flute once. [daring fireball]

*Lastly: In place of today’s grades, an editorial comment. I hate City Pages.

Recommendations and anti-recommendations: an irregular service

I am going to continue saying eff it to the usual ‘nerd format and offer a few recommendations and anti-recommendations tonight. Thank you for your indulgence.

After this, I will return to a music-heavy playlist, while keeping the more textured parts of my mind’s life hidden, far from view. Thank you and regards.

Recommendations
Blogs about or sometimes addressing music. You probably know about them, but I don’t care.
The Daily Swarm: Nice layout.
Switchblade Comb: Local Minneapolis blog with irrepressible content flow.
Hipster Runoff: So angry it sometimes scares me.
Metal Sucks: So passionate it sometimes scares me. And for metal.

Things (general):
-Bad Banana’s twitterstream: Jokes about North Korea and the Final Meltdown (economic).
-Google hot trends: I don’t care if it’s Google, I don’t care if it’s easy to game, I don’t care if everyone knows about it. I’m addicted.
FiveThirtyEight: Political polls – PRETTY ONES – and other data crunched in an aesthetically pleasing manner.
Surly Furious: A beer for people who are angry. Or those who would like to become so.
Free Dr. Pepper
George Packer: NYer blogger.
-Most of Clive Thompson‘s mainstream media articles: His blog is like a ghost town. Or sawdust. Depending on the scope of the metaphor you want to use.

Things I am compelled by conscience to recommend:
-The Jobby Blog
-The partnership blog: As you can see on Culture Capture, I have a huge forehead. And, at least in this picture, am a total square.
Latino L.A.: I’ll be the first to admit that I’m not Latino. Actually, maybe my mother would be.

Anti-recommendations
-Black mead: Never drink it. NEVER. It tastes like mushrooms.
-Mighty Magic Minis Popsicles: I don’t care if you are two years old, these things are a BAD DEAL.
Batter Blaster: Consistency? Not good.
-Most of Virginia Heffernan’s columns in the New York Times magazine. I usually disagree with the premise! And the execution. But usually, the way the idea is framed. And, I guess, not so much “disagree,” but rather “think is wrong.” Sad.

I have most probably forgotten a thousand things. And for that I apologize. Or perhaps you are relieved. There is always tomorrow – or some day years and years off into the future.