On August 9th, 1995, Jerry Garcia died, and I was on vacation with my new stepfamily in Provincetown, Cape Cod. It was the summer before eighth grade, probably the apex of my awkward period: oversize t-shirts, assorted yin-yang jewelry, a relentlessly troublesome T-zone.
The mourning Deadhead vibes were surely low-key in P-Town that August when compared to, say, San Francisco or Burlington, VT, but I nonetheless found the avalanche of dead-Jerry merch overwhelming. His lion’s mane silhouette was everywhere, along with the drugged-out anthropomorphic rainbow animals and threadbare lyrics about the long strange trip. I had only the vaguest notion of the music itself, but I was certain, thanks to [...]
Hey there, all you cats and kittens out in Radioland, do we have a treat for you! It's a Pitchfork-verified collaboration between Daft Punk and Jay-Z that was never released, probably because it is terrible!
In this unfinished rough cut, apparently meant for the Tron: Legacy soundtrack, Jay and his French robot pals take a bold stance against the following:
- texting abbreviations, especially x's and o's
- kids these days
Also includes some high-quality grunts and a crescendo of panicked shouting.
I never saw Tron, was it about how millennials are ruining a perfectly good society what with all their FaceSpaces and Tweeters?
The “American Horror Story” episode was called “The Magical World of Stevie Nicks.” Have magical things happened to you?
The Times calls up Stevie Nicks on the occasion of her In Your Dreams documentary (out now). Also from the interview:
You must be furious with that doctor. If I was driving a car and he was crossing the street I might run over him.
If afterward you feel like more, there's Jada Yuan's profile from last year. Also, who are the 37 people who have thumbs'd this video down on YouTube?