Miscellaneous Debris

First, I was supposed to see Dead Meadow last night here in B'ton, but missed it due to a sudden torrent of activity and, partially, because I wasted two hours seeing this. Why I keep giving this guy a chance is beyond me, but Ladywater or whatever was his worst yet, beating even the repugnant Signs and the deadly boring Village. Anyway.

Second, in response to this NYT article about the disappearance of record stores, Sasha Frere-Jones issued an open call for personal tales of clerk smarminess of the highest order, with no High Fidelity-ing around, please. A lot of smart EMP types took him up, and some of my favorites included those from Mr. Barthel (here), Mr. Robbins (here), Mr. Perpetua (here), Mr. Considine and Ms. Shepherd (here), and, right before the deadline when he allowed the unwashed amateur in to sweep up after the party, um, me (here).

Third, some new-ness you should check out under the heading of music, then blog, then mp3: Lovely Party (via), which is all duded up with elegant Flash-y schematics and assorted hoo-ha, but not nearly enough to disguise some impeccable taste in musique. Check out Tree Wave's "May Banners."

Fourth, apropos of absolutely nothing, this is hands-down the greatest NBA dunk ever by a guy not named Jordan, Kemp, Wilkins or Carter.