Recordings: The week belonged to Earl Sweatshirt, who singlehandedly released the best Odd Future album since Goblin and the most popular since Channel Orange. PS: Earl was on Channel Orange‘s best track as well. From Travis to Blue October, everybody else was various degrees of sensitive with the exception of A$AP Fergie… who wasn’t.
Live: When the VMA’s were at Radio City Music Hall in the 1990s, the actual concert hall was one big party and everybody hung in the lobby. At Barclay’s they kept the proles away from the one percenters in private clubs where Jay Z and Bey presided. Did you take your binoculars for star gazing? I sure did. Meanwhile on the West Coast, ALyson Camus continued her attepts to see every band on earth at the FYF Fest.
Music News: Linda Ronstadt announced she has Parkinson Disease and was retiring from the music business.
Movies: We previewed “Morrissey25” and Helen, Mary and I offered our honest drooling appraisal.
Sports: After winning five in a row, the Yanks got their heads handed to them by the Rays and in Football, Jets QB Sanchez got injured while their other QB Geno Smith threw five interceptions. The good news, I bet the spread and the Jets beat the Giants any way.
Local News: Chris Quin picked up the Daily News And the New York Post for Mayor and Scott Stringer for City Controller, thereby making the world a scarier place for chronic masturbators.
National News: I have several Egyptian friends and what I hear from my middle class friends and relations is his: whatever it takes to squash the Islamic Brotherhood must be done. Meanwhile, that piece of trash Bashar Assad, whose father stole all of my father’s money, is gassing children while they sleep. In their thousands.