The Santa Cruz Metro's routes will soon be available on Google Transit, allowing users to type in a starting point and destination, and letting Google work out all the details....
A group of artists called Art for Art donated nearly $6,000 to the rapidly emerging Tannery Project on River Street, using funds raised at the group’s June show in the...
The Pajaro Valley Performing Arts Association is inviting nonprofit organizations who were unable to raise money from fireworks sales this past Independence Day to share in its take from a...
Gene Simmons hates you. In a recent interview with Yahoo! , he lashes out at "college kids" for ruining the music industry. The man most responsible for all the cynical merchandising and greedy cash-ins that have come to be associated with KISS seems to think that there's no way for musicians to be appreciated unless their art is owned by a large corporation and the proceeds are filtered back to them in the form of pennies-on-copies royalties. Money quote:
The record industry doesn't have a fucking clue how to make money. It's only their fault for letting foxes get into the henhouse and then wondering why there's no eggs or chickens. Every little college kid, every freshly-scrubbed little kid's face should have been sued off the face of the earth. They should have taken their houses and cars and nipped it right there in the beginning. Those kids are putting 100,000 to a million people out of work. How can you pick on them? They've got freckles. That's a crook. He may as well be wearing a bandit's mask. It's hard to say when a man most famous for having a long tongue and a fantastic closet full of spiked leather has lost touch with reality, but this might be the moment right here. I also like this little nugget:
The only reason why gold is expensive is because we all agree that it is. There's no real use for it, except we all agree and abide by the idea that gold costs a certain amount per ounce. As soon as you give people the choice to deviate from it, you have chaos and anarchy. And that's what going on.
If there's one thing we can all agree on, it's that chaos and anarchy are the antithesis of rock and roll.
Dan Aykroyd and Harold Ramis are working on the script for a Ghostbusters game due out on all the current video game consoles. They will also be providing the voices of their original characters, along with Bill Murray! (Rumor has it Ernie Hudson and Annie Potts are also on board.) The game is reportedly being written as a sequel to the movies . Is this the wave of the future? Instead of disappointing and unnecessary sequels to beloved movies, could we have fun, fan-service video games instead? If so, I'm thrilled.
Jim Henson in a Muppet-less but still delightful short film from the mid-'60s. If you've ever wondered how Henson might handle the topics of depression, intoxication, and horniness, here's your chance. I can't believe I never noticed until now, but Henson and Dr. Seuss have a tremendous amount in common. Stick around for the credits, and learn Frank Oz's full name!
Is this the saddest thing ever created by the internet?
Blarg was born in a misshapen lump of protopixels sometime in the mid-1990s, possibly during the frantic late night copulation of Microsoft Paint and "Animated GIFs for Dummies." Now a homeless teenager, Blarg spends his days wandering the wires of the World Wide Web, forever bouncing, eyes loosely connected to pixel-thin strings stapled to the back of his sign, trying desperately to speak with complicated fist gestures, as his hands have been sealed with glue and tucked into mime gloves for all eternity. He can speak but one day a year, when his only message, his only thought, coincides with the random "observed" whims of one nation's calendar. On that day, his eyes bulge a bit, his fists pump ever more insistently, and yet he is ignored, dropped, if at all, into the attachment abyss of an easily amused secretary's LOL cat e-mail forward. The kittens claw him to shreds, and laugh.
Frank Conniff of Mystery Science Theater 3000 fame stars in this hilarious take on the Writers Guild of America strike. It takes a while to get going, but by the three minute mark I was cracking up, and that was before a homeless actor on a bicycle shows up. Ah, Hollywood, how doth thee amuse me? Way to push a button, Frank.
"This is a song that I sing when I'm scared of something. I don't know why, but it helps me get over it." Is Ze Frank returning to The Show levels of daily creative output? Nothing would make me happier. I've spent exactly $0 in my life on DVDs of television shows, but I gladly threw a few hundred dollars at Ze when The Show was in full swing, with Monday through Friday genius and funny.
A high school student made this stop-motion video of fabric and string for Joanna Newsom's "Bridges and Balloons." It's another perfect example of the tremendous creativity bubbling beneath the surface of the upcoming generation, and how latches on, lovingly, to the works of other artists in ways that are currently described by law as 'illegal piracy'. The director Jovana Sarver shows here not only an intimate feel for Newsom's rambling textures, but a keen sense of timing and focus that too many music video directors eschew.
This actual Nintendo DS game uses several surreal and vaguely disturbing scenarios to teach Spanish to white kids.
First, after your DS is abducted across the border, your saucy Aunt Gina drives you in a taxi to Tijuana while teaching you Spanish ... and "many things."
Then, having been safely deposited next to a pickup truck in Mexico, you make friends with a bull from the Spanish Inquisition.
Finally, as El Toro goes off to meet his fate in the bullfighting ring, you are abandoned in a ghost town. But lucky you, there's your drug-running Uncle Juan!
Ben Garant and Thomas Lennon make the most convincing argument, but I'm going to side with the learned D&D scholars on this one and put my money on the minotaur.
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