This song slipped by me in 1998, when it was originally released on Mezzanine, but I heard it during an episode of “Cold Case,” and now I’m hooked. It’s a moody, ethereal track that features the Cocteau Twins’ Elizabeth Fraser on vocals.
Listen to a song clip here.
Hurry, don’t fucking walk, and get your ass over to Kevin Federline’s MySpace page to download or listen to his exclusive new track. It’s “for the hatas,” as in everyone out there with a remote taste in music. He rhymes “humble” with “Bryant Gumbel.” Oh yeah, it’s that damn good. It also samples the riff from Thomas Dolby’s “She Blinded Me With Science,” thereby destroying that song for good. You know you wanna download this shit. It’s going staight on my iPod so I can laugh when my anti-depressants aren’t kicking in. Awww yeah boieee.
Ashlee Simpson will be surfing on a TV near you on the “Kelly Slater Celebrity Surf Invitational”. Is there anything Ashlee won’t do to remind us she’s still out there? Guess not, as she’s also recently done a photo spread and interview for “Jane” magazine. Sorry, babe, but no matter what you put on or take off, that nose is always going to arrive first. She also speaks on her apparent breakdown in Japan last december, noting that her stay in the hospital wasn’t what one might expect. “I didn’t go to a nice emergency room — I ended up in one with blood on the walls.” Damn, what a bitch it is to be Ashlee Simpson, getting treated like a commoner and all, and in an emergency room of all places, too!
Aerosmith’s Steven Tyler is undergoing surgery this week. The whys are undisclosed. We only know he’s “doing well.” Hell, this could be any kind of surgery! It’s OK if you don’t get too concerned over this one. The guy can obviously damage his body on his own time and live to tell about it, what’s a little hospital visit, right? The troubling thing here is that Joe Perry is starting to look like a Tyler clone. Just look at that creepy picture!
Those pesky renters: bane of every decent, hard-working landlord’s existence! Even after they agree to fork over a hefty security deposit, you just know they’re still going to put a bunch of nail holes in the walls, stain the carpet, and paint the exterior of your 10-bedroom mansion with brilliant, gleaming purple stripes.
It doesn’t matter how much rent you charge; even at the lofty price of $70,000 a month, there’s always going to be some scrawny musical genius who thinks he can just install extra piping in the downstairs bedroom to allow water transfer for beauty salon chairs, and then rip up the carpet in the master bedroom and replace it with monogrammed purple shag.
When are these irresponsible kids going to grow up, earn a respectable living, and buy their own damn houses, fer chrissakes?
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