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Saturday, March 8   >>

"hugo ees a six mashine".

"Hallo, I am Nartasha form Schweden. I will lourve to tahl joo that hoogo is a six mashine. I am hot. I lourve chakalat."
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I almost got killed last night.
So let me tell you this again. If you EVER find yourself in a yellow baja speeding bug with a redhead 17-year-old driver...consider yourself (nearly) dead.

I'm going to put up a team blog, probably just for us elitist band geeks. If you're a blogger, and don't know what I'm talking about, log in. When you're on the page where you enter in your posts, look at the Blogger bar on top. There are some buttons: Posts, Settings, Template, etc. Look for "Team" with the almost-doing-it Blogger boy and girl. There is more info in there. A BloggerTeam is a bunch of people who can openly post on one public blog. I think that's pretty cool. Shu-weet.

I thought Country music sucks (well, most of it still does). But never did I think it would be funny. My father listens to country music 24/7. No lie. There's a song that tickled my fancy the other day. It's called "Who's Your Daddy" by Toby Keith.
I thought rap was deragatory. But never did I think a man in tight Wranglers and a 600 dollar horse hat could ever be that explicit. Okay, it's not explicit or anything (at least I don't think it is, I haven't heard all the words) but when you hear "Who's Your Daddy?" what's the first thing you think about?

Exactly.

I saw a commercial this morning for the release of the DVD "I Spy", starring Eddie Murphy and Owen Wilson. Hollywood's 300th or so buddy-cop movie. I don't understand the concept of the buddy-cop movie. I don't understand how production companies could fall for the writers' pitch. "Okay, guys. This is going to be HUGE. We have a black guy and a white guy. They're friends. They're cops. And, you're not going to believe this, they're idiots, high school dropouts and have marriage problems."

"Brilliant."

How many blackguy-whiteguy buddy movies are there? Let's see, you've got: Beverly Hills Cop 1, 2, 3, 4, 48 Hours, Die Hard 1, 2, 3, White Men Can't Jump, Demolition Man, I Spy, Another 48 Hours, Lethal Weapon 1, 2, 3, 4... so far I've listed 16 blackguy-whiteguy buddy movies. Two is more than enough.

Right after they advertised this DVD, they advertised an insult to film called "Head of State" where the government puts two black Joe Schmoes in the race for the Presidency. One of them is a really obnoxious comedian, but that's not the point. Anyway, at the end of the commercial, a DJ (in a DC ball, yes, a DJ in a DC ball) puts that Nelly song "Hot in Herrr....rrr...rrre". Then they cut to 3 or 4 elderly white women who start dancing and singing along. Is this supposed to be funny? Really, elderly white women singing rap songs and dancing. Is this REALLY supposed to be funny? It's as if the director thought "Hey, this is my billionth black comedy...let's put one of those white senior citizen scenes where they jive rap and dance...that shoulda be funnee." The direction in which Hollywood is taking film-making is frightening. It's hard to find a film that looks intriguing nowadays.

Now, before you tell me I'm discriminating black people, think. I'm discriminating black "comedies". If they think they have the right to classify themselves in their own film genre, then I have the right to criticize it. So shut up. And if you're black: Don't take offense. If you were wise, you'd think on an individual level instead of an "im with my brothas and sistahs" level.

Just to let you know: I saved up enough money a couple days ago to buy myself my own palm pilot (my last one broke). I'm so happy with it. I can blog, IM and surf text messaging anywhere I am. I love this thing.

All About the Benjamins: Ben Kweller, Ben Lee and Ben Folds will be touring the US for the 'all about da benjamins' tour. Oh man, that is SO rap-ish. Also, they'll be releasing an album together. Rock. That makes me so man-giddy.

-jooce.

p.s. the rach on pbs tonight. rachmaninoff, that is ; ) olga kern, that sexy russian musician, will be playing concerto 3 op. 11, i suppose, on, you guessed it, the cliburn competition documentary 'concerto'. pbs...check it out at 9.