Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Tuesday Tidbits



Somehow, my entry got deleted. It was posted, then gone, with only a headline left. This is sad because I spent a long time on that entry. If anyone anywhere knows how I might be able to get it back, I'm in your hands. In the meantime, here's The Weakerthans' "Tournament of Hearts." Songs about curling rule.

Thursday, December 25, 2008

It's A Christmas Miracle!

I don't know why, but that phrase has been in my mind the last two days and I keep screaming it, which hasn't been the greatest thing for my parents. Eh, they'll deal.

Anyway, merry Christmas to all. It's before 10 a.m. and I got up about 20 minutes ago. Right now I'm staring at all my presents, but I can't open them till I eat breakfast, which is being cooked right now. Woo-hoo.

None of this is the reason I'm writing, though. The last couple days, I've been having a discussion with a friend about whether "Die Hard" is a holiday classic. I was on the fence.

Then, last night, I got back from my aunt's house and settled down for a night on the couch at my parents' house. Now, they've got lots of movie channels, and on Encore at like 11 was, of course, "Die Hard." I watched it. And, I have to say, it's awesome and, yes, a holiday classic!

Merry Christmas. It's breakfast time.

Monday, December 22, 2008

Merry Monday



I've been told to update this blog by a friend who needs things to read, so that's what I'm going to do right now. Do I have much to say? Nope. Am I going to look for funny things to write about? Yep. Am I busy as all heck this week because of the holiday? You betcha. Am I going to order food when I get home? Heck yeah. Did I just eat a green apple? It's in my belly.

Anyway, so it's the Monday before Christmas, which means Friday's Weekend section can be expected to have tons of year-end roundups. It's going to be a good read. You'll learn about my top 20 albums of the year, Joe Amarante's 10 favorite television shows of the past 12 months, and, of course, Todd Lyon's favorite new area restaurants. Good times will be had by all.

What else? Well, I'm a little depressed by the very real prospect of the Patriots finishing 11-5 and still not making the playoffs. I understand teams can't make the playoffs every year, but after this season of injuries and bad luck, if the Pats still win 11 games, they should be in the postseason. Go Brett Favre.

Is it wrong that I'm jealous of Jeremy Piven? Not for any success or something, but because he ate enough sushi over such a long period of time that he got mercury poisoning. I want to eat that much sushi.

"Yes Man" and Jim Carrey debuted at No. 1 at the box office this weekend, but that $18 million haul doesn't look so good. Blame all the snow that white-washed a lot of the country?

I've come to a conclusion today: Former Giant cornerback Jason Sehorn is far better at impregnating his wife than he was at playing football. Yep. Remember when Angie Harmon was on "Law & Order"?

Maybe the courts aren't pressing charges on Brad Garrett for assaulting a cameraman, but can we please sue him for not being funny, yet still trying over and over? I mean, he abuses me every time he opens that big mouth of his. Make it stop. Please make it stop.

Please, please, please let Sylvester Stallone star in the remake of "Judge Dredd." That movie was so dreadful, so ridiculous that it actually could be considered good.

You know, lots of people find Carmen Electra attractive. That's not a surprise. And, heck, I do too, but what does it say about someone when after she marries her newest fiance, the actress/model will have been hitched to Dennis Rodman, Dave Navarro and a Korn guitarist. I mean, two awful musicians and The Worm.

Here's Pitchfork's take on "Christmas on Mars." Please watch the movie and listen to the soundtrack. Both are great. I suggest drinking alcohol before the movie. Lots of it.

You want to play a fun little game? Well, go (caps for emphasis) ... NAME THAT MUSTACHE!

U2 will release its latest sure-to-fawned-over opus March 3. Yawn.

The Village Voice has published its worst lyrics of the year. Man these are hysterical. Warning, though, some of these are for adults only.

And I guess that's all I got today. Hope this makes everyone feel better.

Continuing my little hobby of posting performances from bands who put on the best local performances this year, at the top of this here blog is The Broken West playing "Gwen, Now or Then." That's Branford's Dan Iead in the middle.

Thursday, December 18, 2008

Check This Out



I admit I'd never heard of this, but read an article in Entertainment Weekly recently. I've still yet to see the movie, but the trailer for "The Room" more than lives up to the billing its given in the article. Please watch and laugh.

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

A Nonstory Kind Of Story



So Nicole Buffett's surname is a well-known one. No, she's not the daughter of margarita-sipping star Jimmy Buffett, but rather the granddaughter of investor and philanthropist Warren Buffett. Well, sort of. Warren's son adopted her when he married her mother.

Why is this interesting? Well, because I happened to read this profile/story of Nicole in Marie Claire tonight. I obviously know that Buffett is one of the wealthiest men in the world, but is it really newsworthy that one of his grandchildren "struggles" to get by with no health insurance?Well, maybe. But if you were to read the real lede to this piece, you'd think that Nicole, a single woman, was living in poverty. Yet she makes a little more than 40K a year.

I could be just looking for something to write about here, but I just find this story pointless, rambling, self-serving and, seriously, somewhat insensitive. I don't care at all about one of the 1,083,039 32-year-old struggling artists in the world, no matter what her last name is. Of course, Nicole Buffett wants her name out there because she's obviously using it to sell paintings with articles like this. And by appearing in documentaries like "The One Percent."

But anyway, does Marie Claire think its readers are going to care about a 32-year-old artist making $40K a year, a figure most artists would kill for? Especially in these times? That's something to think about.

So what should we care about? Well, first of all let me mention that there will be no video this week. Basically it's a busy week for both me and the online department, so we'll return next week, which is probably the week you may predicted there wouldn't be a video. Well, you'd have been wrong. You just won't get one this Thursday. OK? Sorry.

My list will be out next Friday, the 19th, but if you're in the mood for an early best-of piece, one done by a local paper, head over and read the Advocate's here. Some of their choices I agree with, others I just think are people reacting to hype. I mean, I'm really sick of hearing about how great Metallica's recent effort is great. Really? Um, it just copies the older material and gives it a glossy sheen. I really believe this is a case of certain critics falling for record-label hype. But any list with Okkervil River and Kanye West is good by me.

The Advocate also did a local list, a long one of basically everything good released this year. I've been working on mine this week, and I have to say it's tough to get it down to 10 this year. Usually I don't have any problems doing that. It was a good year for local albums.

And speaking of great, great music, Mohegan Sun has announced another Britney Spears date. She'll be at the Arena May 2. Tickets go on sale at 10 a.m. Saturday. Call Ticketmaster at (203) 624-0033 or log on to the Web site.

And with that, I'm done. Check out the video at the top of this entry. I decided I would start posting live performances by folks who put on my favorite concerts of the year. Enjoy Shearwater's "Rooks."

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

What's In A Name?

It's been a busy week, but I just had to share this story. Man, some people are so dumb. I have to say, though, I laughed out loud at the thought of a kid named "JoyceLynn Aryan Nation Campbell." Way too funny. I plan to name my first born "Canteen Confederacy of Dunces Dirk Ferrucci II."

And speaking of dumb names, if you're going to change your name to something inspired by "Teen Wolf," why not go with the name, um, Teen Wolf?

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Video Time

Um, P.S. ...

Right after I published my last entry, I checked my e-mail and my brother, Little Nicholas, nicely sent this link to me. Please, please go take a look. It's truly hysterical. I mean, I wouldn't want to take a bath in the sink. My dream would be to roll around with the fried chicken, eating each piece, one by one. That's heaven.

Thursday Tips

Hello friends on the World Wide Web That Al Gore Graciously Gave Us. I hope your day is going just peachy. I am currently on my couch, enjoying the first couple hours of my weekend. With that said, there's always more things to say here.

As you'll see in tomorrow's Weekend, there's a whole lot of stuff going on in the next few days. First of all, two films with clear Oscar buzz finally open here in the city. Those two movies are "Milk" and "Slumdog Millionaire." So that's something to do, of course.

And as many long-time readers know, I'm the only under-30 male on the planet, I presume, that still loves "Survivor." This is the best weekend to be a fan since a new episode is on tonight, and then the three-hour finale comes Sunday. Good times. This hasn't been the best of seasons, but I've seen worse, too.

What else is going on? Well, the Golden Globe nominees were announced. I'm going to refrain from commenting right now because I haven't had enough to go through them, and I really haven't seen enough of the movies yet. The next two months of my life is spent seeing a ton of movies, including the aforementioned couple sometime this weekend. Although I will say that I have this feeling "The Curious Case of Benjamin Button" is not going to be as good as the buzz, yet it's the exact kind of film those kooky foreigners who vote for the Globes love. Oh, and why is Heath Ledger a supporting actor? Are we actually going to call Christian Bale the lead in "The Dark Knight"? Come on, now. Really?

As you can see above, this month's issue of GQ finds Jennifer Aniston naked on the cover. Now, I'm not complaining. It's nice to look at. But I do want to mention she's also on the cover of this week's EW, and in that story she complains about the paparazzi, all the while sitting in some posh restaurant in Los Angeles. If you really just want to make movies and live a private life, don't live in L.A., pose naked on magazine covers and visit very public places. OK?

This story about Macauley Culkin's sister dying is kind of weird. Odd stuff.

In my favorite story of the last couple days, a Chilean cardinal thinks Madonna "rouses impure thoughts." OK, buddy. I mean, isn't this dude like 10 years too late? I remember having impure thoughts about Madge when I was like 14 or something, but 15 years later, in 2008, really? Isn't she just some woman who had a whole lot of plastic surgery and looks kind of odd now?

Connecticut made the national news because of Joanne Woodward
. Good stuff, and this sounds like a good event.

One of my favorite songwriters, Carl Newman, announced his upcoming tour. Alas, I will have to drive out of state to hear the good stuff. Newman is the mastermind behind one of my favorite bands, The New Pornographers. The new record, "Get Guilty," is just waiting for me to listen to it, something I will do right when I'm done with this entry.

Oh, and lastly, Rolling Stone announced its 50 best records of 2008. Now, when you're choosing 50 albums, of course some of are going to be deserving and all. But some of these? Let's just say the "music" magazine that has recently put Obama, Britney and, next, Brad Pitt on its cover loses a little more cred each year. Yep. The Jonas Brothers, huh? I am seriously laughing.

Tuesday, December 09, 2008

So You Know

As I posted here a little while back, Mike McDonald of Manic Productions died back on Nov. 19. The reason I bring this back up is that Mark at Manic is putting on a benefit show.

One of Mike's favorite artists was Ted Leo, who he booked a few years back (that amazing West Haven show). Mark got in contact with Leo, and the songwriter agreed to do a show at The Space a week from today, Dec. 16, with proceeds going to the charity of the McDonald family's choice.

This is will be a great cause and great music. Make sure to attend. Here's something Mark wrote about the show:

"Mike McDonald was an integral part of Manic Productions, as well as a dear, close friend. In 2004, he booked Ted Leo & The Pharmacists, one of his favorite bands. In memory of Mike and all that he meant to us, we've asked Ted Leo to come back and play a show for Mike ..."

Monday, December 08, 2008

We Did It!

This is post 400 to this here Blog Like An Egyptian. I want to thank the Academy, God, Spike, Leroy, Honus, Penelope, Jesus, Warren Moon and, of course, you and God.

It's been a long 29 months, but I feel like I've persevered, stayed true to my soul and, generally, sucked it up long enough to get to this monumental milestone, which only .0034 percent of blogs reach.

I couldn't have done it without all of you. This here blog should be called Blog Like An Egyptian And All The Readers Who Like To Peruse It Often. Oh, man, what a ride it's been. Now it must it all come to an end.

OK, seriously, I'm done with all that. I have no idea why I just rambled on about nothing. Heck, I don't even know anybody named God, Warren Moon or Academy. I just logged on and when my Blogger front page popped up, it said I had 399 posts.

So anyway, let's talk about something real now. But, I have no idea what something real is. I've been sitting home listening to Red House Painters (for the first time in Warren Moon knows how long) and getting work done, so I'm a little loopy. Pardon me.

I took a break and decided to read Rolling Stone's new "Hot List." What a good time. Did you know that the magazine has decided to name Olivia Thirlby, Emma Stone, Hannah Bailey, Ellen Page and Kat Dennings the "new Winona Ryders"? Um, really?

RS even goes over the top and says this about Dennings: "Both are five-foot-four-inch Jewish girls whose curvy top halves upend their bottom halves, and both, curiously, were home-schooled." So, hey, all you Jewish, home-schooled girls with big boobs out there, you too could be the next Winona Ryder. Yep.

That's really all I have for tonight. My brain is mushy, and I really just wanted to point out that many people could be the next Winona Ryder, department stores be warned. Oh, I joke because I love. Warren Moon that is.

Wednesday, December 03, 2008

Wednesday Wangdoodles



OK, so before we go any further, I need to admit that I stole the title of this blog entry from the great Rob Neyer, who writes my favorite baseball blog over at ESPN.com. I've been reading Rob for a decade or so now. Good stuff. Check him out, if you haven't already.

But enough with that stuff, let's talk about this stuff. OK, but before we go any further, I need to admit that I don't know what this stuff is. Sorry.

I do know that my biggest pet peeve right now is that twice in print recently I've seen "Scrubs" called a "hit" TV show. You can say that over and over again, but it doesn't make it true. Look, I've seen the show a couple times and it's sort of funny, but not great. Whatever. But the damn show was just canceled and picked up by another network. Can a canceled show be a hit? I think not. Poo on lazy writers. Poo on them.

I'm going to be writing a notebook column for Friday's Weekend section about The Grammy Nomination Special tonight. I can't wait to see the bad choices this year. David Archuleta will probably be nominated for "Best Album By A Prepubescent Boy That Old Women, Tweens And Weird, Angry Dudes From Canada Would Love To Innocently Cuddle With." He might actually deserve that trophy.

I'm going to go out on a limb and say that I don't agree with Kid Rock or this Georgia judge. They're both wrong. I think the, um, rock star's punishment for a brawl at a Waffle House should be to eat at a Waffle House for 30 straight days. That would make anyone feel bad for what they did. Yep.

And speaking of disagreements, it seems K-Fed says he'd "rather see my kids than Britney's money." Well, sorry K-Fed. I disagree with you. I'd rather see Britney's money than you two's kids. I really don't care to see those kids at all.

Apparently Gary Coleman still makes news. Um, can't we stop talking about Gary Coleman? Dude's short. Dude was on a TV show a while back. Dude gets in fights at bowling alleys. OK.

An Alabama county has just decided to call a day Barack Obama Day. In other news, I wonder when New Haven will come to its freaking senses and decide that March 30, my birthday, should be dubbed Pat Ferrucci Day. Children can get the day off from school, I won't work, the sun will shine ... Sounds like a good idea to me.

So there's going to be a Joan Jett movie, according to this report. And, are you sitting down tween girls? Kristen Stewart is going to play the rocker who hates herself for loving you. Yep. This is a true story. I'm just so, um, happy about this, the top of this here blog entry is adorned with a video from Jett.

OK. That's all I have for you fine people today. I must go home, sit on the couch, eat food and do it all over again tomorrow. To botch a line from the great "Sloop John B," I loved you all so, but now I wanna go home.

Tuesday, December 02, 2008

Ticket News

It’s Britney ... Um, we won’t finish that sentence. But, yes, megastar Britney Spears will be coming to Connecticut during her first arena tour in five years. "The Circus Starring Britney Spears" comes to Mohegan Sun Arena March 26. Tickets go on sale at 10 a.m. Saturday, and they’ll cost you $98, $128, $158 or $250. Seats can be had by going to any Ticketmaster outlet, calling (203) 624-0033 or by logging on to www.ticketmaster.com. If any tickets actually remain come Sunday, you can also purchase them at the Mohegan box office.

Comedian and Howard Stern sidekick Artie Lange will bring his jokes to the MGM Grand Theater at Foxwoods Resort Casino Feb. 28. Tickets go on sale at 9 a.m. Saturday. Prices are $45, $65 and $75. Seats may be purchased online at www.mgmatfoxwoods.com, by calling the MGM Grand Box Office at 1 (800) 200-2882, by calling Ticketmaster at (203) 624-0033 or in person at the MGM Grand box office.

Monday, December 01, 2008

Post-Turkey Hangover



I, like many of you out there in the real world, am suffering from a post-Thanksgiving hangover today. Oh, sure, I worked some yesterday, but that doesn't mean I'm at my productivity peak (whatever that may be) yet. I'm just not. I think, mentally, I'm still on my parents' couch watching too many bad movies or at random suburban Boston bars where they weirdly have Okkervil River on the jukebox.

Anyway, I hope you all had a good holiday. I usually see a movie on Thanksgiving, but I didn't this year, so I have no news of that sort to report. It looks like "Australia" is going to tank, which is a good thing because I called that ... and because it looks terrible and pretentious. "Four Christmases," which I've been assured by many is also terrible, looks like a huge hit.

So what else? Well, you can look for some cool album reviews in this Friday's Weekend. I look at the very mediocre new one from Britney, the surprisingly stark and amazing work from Kanye West, the first Death Cab reissue and The Flaming Lips' recent soundtrack. Some interesting things there, and I can't stop listening to Kanye, his drum machine and an old Casio.

Just before I left for vacation, I saw a killer El Ten Eleven show over at Cafe Nine. For a duo, the band put on one full gig. It's been a killer last couple weeks for concerts in the Nutmeg State, just so you know. And that will continue. But, of course, any discussion of shows must begin with Parts + Labor's amazing and too short gig at BAR a bit over a week ago. I still can't get it out of my mind, so I put a video of the band performing on the top of this entry.

I guess that's about it for now since I should start, you know, working. Good luck recovering for those turkey hangovers. I wish Advil made a pill or something ...

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