Don’t Let Today’s Slate Of College Football Blowouts Allow You To Miss The Following Rick Pitino Performance

Posted in Basketball, College Spurts at 9:44 pm by

On the bright side, at least there’s a good Italian restaurant nearby for when these tense exchanges with the brutal Louisville media have concluded. And just imagine, after all he’s given to the game, how exactly did Rick Pitino end up as Public Enemy No. 1 compared to John Calipari?

Matt Barnes Resolves Not To Forgive Or Forget Derek Fisher

Posted in Basketball, Free Expression at 7:04 pm by

“Thank God For 2016! 2015 hands down was the worst year of my life! * *Lost the women I loved,the mother of my kids, my Dogg.. I had to walk away from the only thing I’ve wanted, MY OWN FAMILY! “They call that karma” *To being traded away from a team & city I love! “They call that the business” *Lied on by a pop star. Who’s lucky I stuck to the script & didn’t expose her lien ass. Funny thing about texts & pics is they DONT LIE! “I Guess” “They call that getting played”

*Last BUT NOT LEAST… Being stuck in the “triangle offense” w my ex & snitch, I mean former teammate & friend.. Who went behind my back, messed w my ex, got caught, got dealt w for being a snake, then ran & told the Police & NBA.. Instead of taken that ass whoopin like a man & kept it moving….!”

High marks for use of “triangle offense”, if nothing else.


From The Desk Of Randy L : When You Think Of Second Chances, Think Yankees

Posted in Baseball at 9:55 pm by

(EDITOR’S NOTE : From time to time, legendary Bronx baseball executive Randy L. visits CSTB to weigh in on the meaty matters of the day, sporting and otherwise. With the New York Yankees facing heavy criticism over their acquisition of All-Star reliever / accused domestic abuser Aroldis Chapman, Randy offered, no he totally insisted on having his say – GC)

Greeting and a very Happy New Year to all members of the Yankee Universe and the petty, envious, also-rans who typical hold us to standards they’d never dream of applying to a breeding ground for criminality like the one in Queens. But enough about Jeff Wilpon’s executive box, let me address some of your concerns surrounding our daring, you might even say genius move to enlist Aroldis Chapman in our effort to end a championship drought of some half-dozen years.

I realize some of the reports surrounding Chapman’s conduct in Cincinnati are deeply troubling, but are we really living in a society where a young man’s character can be judged by one isolated, albeit highly regrettable incident? If so, consider the virtual Old Timer’s Day lineup of Yankee greats who at one time or another received a first, second or third chance from the late, great George Steinbrenner, the man who frequently called me “the Jewish son I never had,” (decorum and simple human decency prevented me from recording Mr. Steinbrenner ever saying this out loud, but you could see the real sentiments in his eyes) ; Steve Howe, Darryl Strawberry, Dwight Gooden, Luis Polonia, Jose Canseco, David Cone, Chad Curtis, Jim Leyritz, Chuck Knoblauch, Joe Pepitone, Andruw Jones, C.C. Sabathia, Alex Rodriguez…need I continue?

You cannot fashion a 25 man lineup exclusively composed of choirboys. I mean, you can, but chances are very slim they’ll be any sort of a baseball team worth watching, even if their voices are fantastic and they’re quite handsome. I mean, look no further than our own General Manager, Brian Cashman, a man whose high-risk sexual escapades with dangerously delusional librarians exposed this franchise to at least as much ridicule as acquiring the game’s best closer. At least that’s what I told Cashman when ORDERING HIM to get the Chapman deal done, no matter what a bunch of social justice whiners had to say about it.

If it turns out after MLB’s extensive investigation that Mr. Chapman is guilty of serious misdeeds, I am fully confident that Commissioner Manfred will take appropriate action (even if he barely did dick about a certain contractual albatross that we’re still stuck with). But what kind of message would the World’s Greatest Professional Sports Franchise be sending if we denied an otherworldly talent like Aroldis Chapman the opportunity to make a living, while at the same time, burying Brian Cashman’s transgressions, pretending that he’s not a walking, talking trigger-warning for a large segment of our fan base (ie. every female whose spouse or significant other has internet access)?

I realize most of this blog’s readers are lonely, desperate males prone to project their predictable anxieties on others, but lucky for the Yankee Universe, I’m way more evolved. It’s out of deep respect for women that I routinely hold Cashman’s feet to the fire. And I’m not using a euphemism here. There’s an actual fire pit and I’m talking about his bare feet.

This entire matter can be resolved thru what I like to call “Goofus & Gallant” mentoring. If I simply provide Chapman with a married couple who can serve as role models (ie. Gallant), and a reprobate ex-husband who can serve as an example of what NOT TO DO (ie. Goofus), it’s gonna be smooth sailing for the 2016 New York Yankees. A weekend or two in the company of our Michael Kay and the lovely Jodi Applegate should be a behavioral blueprint. A mere hour or two watching Cashman swiping left and right on what he very hopefully calls a “smartphone” should also be a very teachable moment, if not one that is thoroughly nauseating.

Randy L.


History’s Most Questionable eBay Auctions, Pt. XVIII

Posted in Basketball, Modern Art, The Marketplace at 8:28 pm by

Atlanta pen and ink artist Nichole Epps is the creator of the one and only Jeff Teague wine glass, currently on offer via popular online auction site eBay. This spectacular, yet highly practical addition to your wine glass arsenal is described below :

The foam fingers and hands both glow in the dark. The piece was also specially made to be used as a fully functional wine glass. 25 percent of the final sale of this auction will help fund local Atlanta organization Back 2 Basics Kids Foundation, Inc.


Farewell To Lemmy Kilmister

Posted in History's Not Happening, Rock Und Roll at 9:53 pm by

a) the pic above is misleading — Motörhead were a quartet at this point (Lemmy, Wurzel, Eddie Campbell and Pete Gill) on this tour, and in the curious parking lot performance shown below.
b) supports were Exciter and Mercyful Fate. The latter dared appear in the tri-state area despite this being the height of Kickass Monthly editor Bob Muldowney’s fatwa against King Diamond.
c) perhaps due to the modest size of the venue, Motörhead’s “Bomber” lighting rig was not utilized ; instead, several members of the band’s crew ran around w/ airplane arms during the song in question.
d) there was an unfortunate incident at the Capitol Theatre’s box office when a well-known entertainer’s name could not be found on the guest list. I’ll refrain from the details because I’m pretty sure Jon Mikal Thor could still beat me up (or die trying).

Since The New York Post Can’t Afford To Edit Phil Mushnick’s Column, I’ll Do It For Free

Posted in Gridiron, Sports Journalism at 12:40 am by

Saturday, ESPN made a big deal about Virginia Tech’s Frank Beamer coaching his last game before retiring. Why not? Remarkable pair, VT and Beamer. They were able to have QBs Michael and Marcus Vick matriculate before they entered prison. – Phil Mushnick, New York Post, December 27, 2015

As of this writing, Marcus Vick has yet to enter prison. He’s been to jail, but not to prison. Surely a fair-minded person like Phil wouldn’t pretend not to know the difference? And what possible good is advanced but suggesting that Marcus Vick, for all his considerable faults, is a sure thing for prison?


Someone’s Social Media Department Is On Auto-Pilot

Posted in Gridiron at 4:12 pm by

#Patriots win the toss and elect to kick. #NEvsNYJ

— New England Patriots (@Patriots) December 27, 2015


Peyton’s New Mouthpiece In The Fight Against HGH Allegations : Ari Fleischer

Posted in Gridiron, Medical Science at 2:32 pm by

Unsurprisingly, Broncos QB Peyton Manning has dismissed charges stemming from an Al Jazeera report linking him to human growth hormone allegedly procured by his wife in 2011. As the Denver Post’s Troy E. Renck and Nicki Jhabvala report, Manning has the (paid) support of someone very accustomed to defending the indefensible :

Ari Fleischer, who heads a sports communications company and is an adviser to Manning, slammed the accusations in an interview with The Denver Post on Saturday night, calling the report “junk journalism.”

“There’s no truth to it,” Fleischer said. “What they have is a well-known con man from England who secretly recorded a former intern.”

Charles Sly was an unpaid intern at The Guyer Institute from February 2013-May 2013, according to Fleischer. This disputes information in the documentary, which says Sly worked at the institute in 2011. Sly confirmed Fleischer’s account, telling ESPN on Saturday that he worked at the institute in 2013, not in 2011 as the Al Jazeera report alleges.

According to Fleischer, Manning was a patient of The Guyer Institute in the fall of 2011 for rehabilitation from neck surgeries. Manning has not been a patient since, Fleischer said.


Mets’ Syndergaard Moves From Brushing Back Alcides Escobar To Infringing On Jason Whitlock

Posted in Baseball, Fashion, Merry Fucking Christmas at 5:35 pm by


On the bright side, at least The 7 Line haven’t figured out a way to profit from this.

(ADDENDUM : It seems these shirts are the handiwork of Barstool Sports. So there’s no bright side whatsoever)


WPRB’s Jon Solomon : The Man Behind A Holiday Tradition More Beloved Than Overpaying For Culturcide’s “Depressed Christmas”

Posted in Merry Fucking Christmas, Radio at 7:56 pm by

Jon Solomon‘s 24 annual 25 hour Xmas Marathon is in progress on WPRB. Christmasparticipants this year include a number of luminaries and rules of secrecy prevent us from mentioning exactly The Gotobeds who is taking part.


CSTB Holiday Cinema Rundown 2015

Posted in Cinema at 8:27 pm by

(EDITOR’S NOTE :  For a variety of personal reasons NONE OF WHICH ARE YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS, I only saw 3 theatrically released motion pictures in the last calendar year. It’s not that I’m uninterested in the medium nor do I subscribe to the contemporary sentiment that streaming films at home and/or watching thousands of hours of “appointment” television is a better use of time, either. When Hollywood starts making films are that are nearly as compelling as running Matt Harvey out of town, I promise you’ll have to throw me out of the multiplex. Possibly because I’ll be homeless at that point.

All of that said, there’s a number of films in wide release this Christmas season that I’m sure you’re curious about. And simply because I’ve not actually seen any of them is no reason to prevent me from weighing in — the nation’s pop critics do this stuff all the time without ever actually listening to what they’re writing about  — at least I hope that’s their excuse. – GC)

“The Big Short” (director, Adam McKay)

Supposedly this does for the housing/credit bubble of the early 2000′s what “Moneyball” did for baseball, the crucial difference being no one has to watch Philip Seymour Hoffman squeeze himself into an Oakland A’s uniform. Several of Hollywood’s most attractive actors are called upon to portray vastly overpaid jagbags, which has to be considered far less difficult than Phillip Seymour Hoffman’s task in “Moneyball”.  Nothing sounds like family fun time or sure-thing date night action quite like telling the inside story of the the credit default swap market, unless of course, you’re talking about…

“Concussion” (director,Peter Landesman)

From the looks of trailers that prominently feature Will Smith’s super fake Nigerian accent and explicit tales of chronic traumatic encephalopathy, this has Oscar-bait written all over it. Shame then, that the filmmakers have chosen to cast Luke Wilson as Roger Goodell when Aaron Eckhart has spent his entire goddamn existence preparing for this role. To say nothing of this guy!. Still, I am not without sympathy for the movie studio in this instance because lord knows the holiday results for this film would’ve been 100X better had they been allowed to re-use the title, “Brain Smashers : A Love Story”.

“Joy” (dir – David O. Russell).

This is the 3rd time Russell’s paired Jennifer Lawrence and Bradley Cooper and the 2nd time he’s combined Lawrence, Cooper and Robert De Niro (for an assault on the bank accounts of people with ferociously pedestrian tastes). Reportedly, the film chronicles the multi-decade saga of The Miracle Mop, as pioneered by Lawrence’s Joy Mangano. Given the staggering commercial and critical success of “Flash Of Genius” (in which Greg Kinnear tells the spine-tingling story of how the intermittent windshield wiper changed the automobile industry), the sky’s the limit for this. Especially if every available print is placed on a rocket ship aimed at Saturn.

“The Revenant” – (director, Alejandro G. Iñárritu)

Leo DiCaprio continues his dogged pursuit of adult male roles while playing the part of 1820′s frontiersman/fur trapper Hugh Glass. Keep in mind, this sounds an awful lot like “HUGE ASS”,  and sure enough, DiCaprio has a highly publicized encounter with a grizzly bear that the film’s producers have gone to great lengths to stress is not a rape. Regardless, 20th Century Fox didn’t get to where it is by making stupid decisions (a sister company’s hiring of Colin Cowherd aside) and they know all too well this sort of “will they or won’t they?” question will be hanging over the heads of DiCaprio and his furry co-star (above) right until Christmas Day. I can’t wait! Especially since I’m staying home.


Whitlock : I Gotta Be Me

Posted in Sports Journalism at 10:24 pm by

Jason Whitlock’s eventful but not entirely impactful return to ESPN was chronicled in detail by Deadspin’s Greg Howard, which the former is no doubt, still smarting over.  On Wednesday, Whitlock submitted to an interview with The Indianapolis Star’s Dana Hunsinger Benbow which mostly concerned Big Sexy’s most recent flame out in Bristol and subsequent resurfacing at Fox Sports 1.  “I can be more honest and transparent at Fox,” insists Whitlock, who if nothing else, can match Dino Costa stride for stride when it comes to believing his own bullshit.

Question: How did the ESPN website “The Undefeated” go from being your brainchild to you being pulled from the project?

Answer: Ha. Tough question to answer in a small space. A noncorporate, non-PC person trying to muster internal corporate support to do an ambitious, revolutionary project inside an establishment brand would make a great documentary. I just finished watching Netflix’s outstanding doc “Making a Murderer.” Mine would be called “Making a Scapegoat.” LOL. Seriously, I was the wrong fit at ESPN. Definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results.

Q: How did your departure from ESPN go down? The company statement said it was your decision. True?

A: True. I wanted to leave ESPN when control of “The Undefeated” was taken from me. “The Undefeated” was the reason for me to work at ESPN. “The Undefeated” justified the sacrifice of my voice. I considered the possibility of staying at ESPN as a columnist and fill-in host at “Pardon the Interruption.” But at the end of the day, in order for me to reach my full potential, I need an environment that allows me to be me. … The executives at Fox Sports get and embrace me. Fox Sports allows me to be real.

Q: Do you believe race in any way played a part in how things turned out for you at ESPN?

A: Uh boy. Really difficult question in this space. My race played a role in the sense that certain people want the American establishment challenged in an easy-to-dismiss, highly divisive fashion. Certain people and groups seem invested in convincing black people that black people are liberal. We’ve traditionally been conservative, church-going people. Certain people are working to keep black people and white people divided. A black voice that tries to point out the common ground between black people and white people, particularly poor and working-class black and white people, is viewed as dangerous. Martin Luther King was most dangerous when he started working to bring poor people of all colors together. I think my vision for “The Undefeated” conflicted with the goals of people invested in keeping poor people and religious people divided.


NYP’s Schwartz : Panthers’ Provocation Of Beckham Jr. Makes About As Much Sense As A Football Bat

Posted in Gridiron at 8:02 pm by

If you’re amongst those struggling to understand exactly what was behind Odell Beckham Jr.’s high profile meltdown at the Meadowlands Sunday, the New York Post’s Paul Schwartz claims to have it all figured out :

The Panthers carried a black baseball bat onto the field at MetLife Stadium for pregame warm-ups and, according to sources, one of their players swung it menacingly at Beckham and others made homophobic comments to the Giants receiver prior to the game.

On a video posted on the Giants’ Instagram account, Eli Manning is shown greeting his teammates in the pregame warm-ups, with a Panthers player not in uniform — practice squad safety Marcus Ball — in the background holding a black bat. There is also video from NFL Films showing Norman holding the bat in a pregame huddle.

Ball swung the bat menacingly at Beckham and Panthers players shouted anti-gay slurs at him, according to Giants sources.

The Panthers do not deny the existence of the bat, saying they have used it often before games as a “Bring the wood’’ sort of symbol. Cornerback Bene’ Benwikere, who was injured and did not play in the game, on Twitter explained that he carried the bat before last week’s game against the Falcons. Norman after that game said the bat symbolizes the secondary wanting to make big plays, like home runs.


Kilgore On The Giants’ “Gutless” Odell Beckham Jr.

Posted in Gridiron at 10:46 pm by

That WR Odell Beckham Jr. is one of professional football’s most electrifying players if not the best thing about watching the underachieving NY Giants has been long established. However, his behavior during Sunday’s 38-35 defeat to the still-undefeated Carolina Panthers raised the ire of the Washington Post’s Adam Kilgore, who claims CB Josh Norman,”flustered Beckham past the point of petulance and into madness”, while calling the post-whistle, helmet-first spear of Norman, “a gutless, crazed act that should have disqualified him from the remainder of the game.”

Beckham’s spineless hit on Norman unnecessarily endangered another player. He is one of the most breathtaking players in the NFL, a star who possesses the kind of athleticism that drives millions to the couch each Sunday. His spearing of Norman was unpardonable. It is a big deal. The NFL has a tendency to over-punish, but it ought to throw everything it can within the rules of the collective bargaining agreement at Beckham. He should be fined and suspended to the hilt.

Beyond next week, which in a just world Beckham will not participate in, Beckham will be looked at in a different light than before Sunday. His one-handed catches are seared into the collective memory of NFL fans. Now there is another image right next to it, and it brands him as a coward who tried to injure an opponent when the other guy wasn’t even looking. Frustration so often reveals character, and that’s who Odell Beckham is.


The Fiver : Not Quite Done Trashing The FIFA Movie No One’s Seen

Posted in Cinema, Football, Merry Fucking Christmas at 9:40 pm by

The monumental box office bomb, “United Passions”, a big budget, FIFA-sactioned, well, story of FIFA was dismissed earlier this by the Guardian’s Jordan Hoffman as “pure corporate pamphleteering”, or if you prefer, “excrement”. Fast forward 6 months later, and Guardian colleagues Jacob Steinberg, Paul Doyle and Nick Miller take the occasion of The Fiver’s 2015 Christmas Awards to present said opus with “THE MICHAEL CAINE AWARD FOR TROUSERING A FAT CHEQUE IN EXCHANGE FOR DUBIOUS ART” :

“I have never seen the film,” said Michael Caine, so the legend goes, when asked about his role in ‘Jaws 4: The Revenge’, “but by all accounts it was terrible. However, I have seen the house that it built, and it is terrific.” That certainly sprang to mind when the Fifa-funded opus United Passions emerged from the very bowels of cinematic civilisation this year, with assorted rather well-credentialed artists attached to it, including Tim Roth, Gerard Depardieu and Dr Alan Gran … sorry, Sam Neill. One hopes they were paid handsomely for their troubles, something for which only the churlish and those expecting a warts-and-all portrayal of Fifa’s history from a film it paid for could possibly begrudge them, and also that they regard the experience with a little more happiness than the film’s director, Frédéric Auburtin. “Now I’m seen as bad as the guy who brought Aids to Africa or the guy who caused the financial crisis,” he wailed. “My name is all over [this mess] and apparently I am a propaganda guy making films for corrupt people.” Sounds about right, actually.

Spoiler Alert : Mike Francesa Talking About Star Wars Will Make You Want To Put Your Head In An Oven

Posted in Cinema, Sports Radio at 9:28 pm by

A real shame Malcom Tucker wasn’t available to sort out the confusion.


From The Desk Of Randy L : What To Do With A Problem Like Martin Shkreli?

Posted in Baseball, The Marketplace at 10:07 pm by

(Editor’s Note : From time to time, Bronx baseball executive Randy L. graciously visits CSTB to weigh in on the major matters of the day, sporting or otherwise. Though Randy’s already offered his sage advice to Turing Pharmaceuticals’ Martin Shkreli (“From The Desk Of Randy L : I’ll Make A Respectable Businessman Out Of Martin Shkreli”), following the news of Shkreli’s arrest on federal fraud charges, Randy offered, no, he demanded, to take another shot – GC)

Greetings and a very happy holiday season to all members of the Yankee Universe, along with the classless, slovenly, moan-first-think-later goons who make up much of this blog’s sagging readership.  Congrats on that NL pennant, Mets fans, happy that your fluke October brought such excitement to your sad, little lives.  Where’s Daniel Murphy’s God now?  Heck, where’s Jeff Wilpon’s?

Speaking of entitled, snotfuckers with no sense of style, decorum or sophistication, you’ll remember that I did my best to steer Martin Shkreli towards a brighter path.  But rather than accept my offer of an internship, Shkreli graduated from collecting emo trinkets to overpaying for a Wu-Tang CDR and attempting to purchase Bobby Shmurda (whom I’m pretty sure ought to rename himself “Bobby Law-Abiding Citizen” if he wants to be taken seriously). The sort of false bravado exhibited by Shkreli recently can either be considered a blatant cry for help, or the greatest act of desperation since our oversexed/underworked general manager opted for multi-colored contact lenses in the hopes his librarian paramour wouldn’t recognize him.

However, most of this is the sort of overly-ambitious stuff that I can overlook.  After all, wasn’t it The Boss himself who ran afoul of authorities simply because he believed in winning at all costs? But much as I’d love to keep the door open to taking Shkreli under my wing,  he’s crossed a line this time that a reputable, successful, universally admired businessman like myself cannot possibly ignore.

If we’re to believe the reportage of a website I don’t typically peruse, Shkreli shops at Modell’s.  Yes, I know, you love their bargains on tube sox and marked down Lawrence Taylor merchandise, but for fuck’s sake, I expect a person trying to make their way in the business community to show a little more common sense.  Can you imagine Randy L. shopping at Modell’s?  Can you imagine The National’s Matt Berninger shopping at Modell’s?  Under what possible circumstances can you imagine DEREK JETER shopping at Modell’s?

I can, however, totally imagine this guy shopping at Modell’s — preferably for a size 2XL — in about 2 years after his arm falls off and there’s little to forward to besides the sort of bogus “celebrity DJ” bookings that even Rony Seikaly would turn down.  Who knows?  Maybe after Shkreli’s served a stint in country club prison he and Matt Harvey can launch a podcast together?

Have some self-respect.  Or else.

Randy L.


Never Forget Dept. : Browns’ “Bottlegate”

Posted in Gridiron, History's Not Happening at 4:09 pm by

At least one interested observer ranks the above debacle as the Worst Cleveland Browns Loss Of All-Time (or at least the worst one that didn’t feature Ernest Byner). 14 years ago today, presenting, resenting, Bottlegate :


The Year In Prerecorded (And Live) Entertainment : CSTB’s Best Of 2015 (In Non-Slideshow Form)

Posted in Internal Affairs, record collector disease, Rock Und Roll at 2:26 pm by

(Editor’s Note  : A panel of exactly one brilliant person was convened to compile the lists shown below ; perhaps CSTB’s former contributors have some opinions on these matters, but frankly, they can all go die (until I need their help with something, anyway).  Perhaps one of the national struggling outlets they’re writing for is eager to publish an essay about some grotesque festival gig or a reunion of a band that sucked from day one.

As in past years, projects from labels that either pay the CSTB bandwidth bill or directly contribute to the growing neglect of CSTB are ineligible.  A version of this list was previously published elsewhere.  If you’re seeing it for the second time today, congrats — at least you’re not reading The Hard Times – GC)

LP’s :

Sleaford Mods – Key Markets (Harbinger Sounds)
75 Dollar Bill – Wooden Bag (Other Music)
Golden Pelicans – Oldest Ride, Longest Line (Total Punk)

Dick Diver – Melbourne, Florida (Trouble In Mind)

Obnox – Wiglet (Ever/Never)

Life Stinks – You’ll Never Make It (S-S)
Institute – Catharsis (Sacred Bones)
Joan Shelley – Over & Even (No Quarter)
Spray Paint – Punters On A Barge (Homeless)
Ultimate Painting – Green Lanes (Trouble In Mind)
Stickmen With Ray Guns – Grave City (End Of An Ear)
Salad Boys – Metalmania (Trouble In Mind)
Video – The Entertainers (Third Man)
Thee Speaking Canaries – Platter Base Must Be Constructed of Moon Rock (Chunklet)
Scharpling & Wurster – The Best Of The Best Show (Numero)
Protomartyr – The Agent Intellect (Hardly Art)
Waxahatchee – Ivy Trip (Merge)
Destruction Unit – Negative Feedback Resistor (Sacred Bones)
The Lloyd Pack – A Tribute (Amish)
Mint Mile – In Season & Ripe (Comedy Minus One)
Icepick -Amaranh (Astral Spirits/Monofonus Press)

Power – Electric Glitter Boogie (Cool Death)
Diãt – Positive Energy (Iron Lung)
Motherfucker – Confetti (Sick Room)
Anthony Pasquarosa – Morning Meditations (Vin Du Select Qualitite)
The Barreracudas – Can Do Easy (Oops Baby)
Black Time – Aerial Gobs Of Love (Förbjudna Ljud)
V/A – We’re Loud (90′s Cassette Punk Unknowns) (Slovenly/Black Gladiator)


Black Panties – “Prophet Of Hate” b/w “Violence” (Total Punk)

Girls Pissing On Girls Pissing – “Nine Of Swords” b/w “Ng.” (Crane Fortune)

Savoy Motel – “Souvenir Shop Rock” b/w “Hot One” (Official Memorabilia)

Mystic Inane – “Eggs Onna Plate” 7″ (Lumpy)
Dan Melchoir & Russell Walker – “Sad Son-In-Law” b/w “I Could Sit Here Forever” (Kill Shaman)
Uranium Orchard – “Unchurched Shitheads” (Cold Vomit)

ISS – s/t (Loki)

Rik & The Pigs – s/t (Lumpy)
Homostupids – sleepy time music man tape (Outsider Tapes)

live :
Flesh Eaters, Great American Music Hall, January,
Deaf Wish, Trailer Space, Austin, October

Golden Pelicans, Will’s Pub, Orlando, March,
Xylouris White, Bowery Ballroom, February
Carl Sagan’s Skate Shoes, over and over again, various Austin locations
Wrekmeister Harmonies, The Owl, Chicago, April
Sissy Spacek, Elk’s Lodge, Cambridge, July
Mordecai, Ace Of Cups, Columbus, July
Big Zit, Mohawk, Austin, June
Watery Love, Rickshaw Stop, SF, July

Musk, Hi Tone, Memphis, September
The Grifters, Beerland, Austin, November

big screen : “The Entertainment”, “The Overnighters”
small screen : “Rick & Morty”, “The Leftovers”, “Nathan For You”

book : Richard Price – “The Whites” (Holt & Company)

2016 look out below dept : Lung Letters (Austin), Borzoi (Austin), Wet Ones (K.C.), Slimy Member (Dallas).


Deadline’s Fleming : What’s The Times’ Real Problem With “Concussion”?

Posted in Cinema, Sports Journalism at 8:21 pm by

Earlier this year, the New York Times’ Ken Belson claimed that Sony Pictures had ordered revisions to the upcoming Will Smith star vehicle, “Concussion” to appease the brain-injury merchants at the NFL. Writing for Deadline.com, Mark Fleming Jr. takes exception to Belson’s version of events while reporting the Times recently scrapped an Arts & Leisure section piece on “Concussion”, instead greenlighting more critical coverage in the sports section by Belson.

It isn’t immediately clear whether the Arts section writers who cover Hollywood as their beats were called off the story or bailed after the Sports department won a turf battle to make a second critical story the newspaper’s priority. A NYT spokeswoman said, “We don’t comment on what may or may not appear in future editions of The Times.” Sony also declined comment. I’m told this has created internal rancor within the newspaper and it raises the question of why Belson and the sports section seem so bent on discrediting a film when its first article was misguided. Concussion director Peter Landesman told Deadline on the day that first story ran that neither he nor the studio had any exchanges with the league and that any scenes cut were done so because they couldn’t be independently corroborated. What is depicted onscreen is factually accurate, he said, an assertion that might come under new scrutiny with the planned NYT piece.

Curious in all this are the underlying ties between the newspaper, the Concussion story line, and Landesman. Landesman became a screenwriter after selling screen rights to several articles he wrote for NYT Magazine, where he worked before he became a director. Many of the revelations shown in Concussion were unearthed in NYT stories written by Alan Schwarz in over 100 early stories on football concussions and CTE, many of which originated in the Sports section. While NYT isn’t involved, Schwarz sold those story rights to a rival project at New Regency, one that has 8 Mile and The Fighter scribe Scott Silver and Gone Girl and Social Network helmer David Fincher at its center, along with rights to participants in the story who didn’t align with Concussion. Beaten to the screen by Concussion, the other project is moving full-speed ahead as a miniseries that will tell a longer story about the still-evolving subject of football concussions, how the NFL is handling it, and the long-term effect on players.


Finally, Something About The Kingdome (Almost) Worth Remembering

Posted in Baseball, record collector disease, The World Of Entertainment at 6:42 pm by

Some 3 years ago, I called Seattle’s Kingdome a sporting venue, “hardly anyone misses”, a claim that raised the ire of Emerald City transplant Derek Erdman. Instead of feeding me to the wolves (I was talking about sports, Derek, not some glue-huffer’s fond memories of monster truck rallies or Van Hagar concerts), Erdman and his malicious editors would’ve been well advised to post the following song by former Mariners IF Lenny Randle, who also happens to the subject of a documentary airing on the MLB Network this very week.


AHL Hockey Is Your Best Entertainment Value (Provided Someone’s Handing You A Crusher Bobblehead_

Posted in Dogs, Hockey, Professional Wrestling at 8:09 pm by

Salutations to the Milwaukee Admirals for organizing one of the greatest marketing initiatives in major or minor league history ; on Feb 21, the Admirals are giving away Crusher bobbleheads to the first 5000 fans who attend a matinee against the Iowa Wild (I’ve been to Iowa a few times, and I can promise you that it’s extremely wild). Even better, it’s Purina Dog Day, meaning for an extra $2 you can bring your dog to the game. With the possible exception of thunder and Michael Vick, there’s nothing dogs like better than noisy ice rinks filled with people brandishing Crusher bobbleheads.


Tate George Has A Fool For A Client

Posted in Basketball, The Law at 5:22 pm by

OK, I admit the entire reason for this post is the above headline. Self high-five, etc.  Former UConn star Tate George, found guilty of fraud in a Ponzi scheme that victimized (among others) former Huskies teammate Charlie Villanueva, chose to represent himself at this week’s sentencing hearings. From The Harford Courant’s Christopher Keating :

George, who has not attended law school, was instructed at various times Wednesday about sentencing rules.

Both the judge and the prosecution questioned the relevance of some of his questions, including those related to the FBI agent’s lack of expertise in real estate.

“The relevancy is the government hasn’t done an investigation of why the money was spent the way it was,” George responded. “I’m trying to build the relevancy on why the money was spent the way it was.”

George argued that prosecutors and federal agents lacked a “complete picture” of all of the transactions in his real estate business and focused too much on Simsbury Bank records that showed money being withdrawn from various accounts after investors’ money was deposited.

At another point, the judge told George that some questions were going “far afield” and that the process was taking too long.

“Don’t argue with the witness,” the judge told George at another time. “You can argue otherwise, but not with the witness.”

George, 47, has fought his battle largely alone. No high-profile members of the UConn basketball community, including former coach Jim Calhoun, current coach Kevin Ollie or any former players, attended the trial or Wednesday’s sentencing proceedings.


DiCaro : Dusty’s Not Alone In Taking Sides

Posted in "Wife Beater" Is Not A Fashion Statement, Baseball, Sports Journalism at 10:21 pm by

While Reds closer/trade bait Adrolis Chapman — currently under MLB investigation for allegedly choking his girlfriend and firing a gun in their garage — is described as “toxic” by one observer, former skipper Dusty Baker (above, currently toiling in Washington) strongly defended the reliever (“he’s a heck of a guy”). Though Dusty’s done a bit of backpedaling since, CBS Chicago’s Julie DiCaro has grown weary of “a vocal segment of the male population who inherently question any story that pits a woman’s word against a pro athlete’s.”

When managers, teammates and organizations come out with the seemingly innocuous “we stand by our guy, he’s a great guy” statements, they (perhaps unintentionally) send the message that they doubt the accuser and that fans should, too. This almost always happens without the speaker having spoken to the accuser or having heard that side of the story.

In Baker’s case, he issued a blanket absolution of Chapman without having even read the allegations against him, which included Chapman’s own admission that he fired a gun at least seven times in anger while a toddler was in close proximity. Chapman’s friends eventually locked him in a room. In blindly absolving Chapman of any wrongdoing, Baker implied that the accuser is a liar and that he doesn’t believe her story.

Baker’s refusal to even consider that there may be another side to Chapman perfectly encapsulates the bigger problem with allegations of violence against women by pro athletes, one in which fans and teammates are quick to dismiss allegations against a player because they can’t imagine the player behaving violently. That’s not the guy “they know.” In the age of Twitter, Instagram and Vine, it’s easier than ever for fans to succumb to the illusion that the players they follow are extended parts of their family, that they really “know” them based on what they see online.


Francesa Promises At Least Another Two Years Of Giving Mushnick Steady Material

Posted in New York, New York, Sports Radio at 8:13 pm by

(above : a once crucial entertainer who in recent years has essentially been snoozing on the job. No, wait, there’s two of them!)

After announcing earlier this month a one-night-only (we pray) charity fund-raising reunion with former daytime partner Chris Russo, WFAN’s Mike Francesa today announced he’s no longer seeking an exit from his existing deal with parent company CBS. From Newsday’s Neil Best :

“I have come to the conclusion there is no way to do anything but play out my contract,” he said. “I’ve come to the conclusion, and the company has made it clear, that that’s what they want to happen, and there really is no other way to deal with it.”

Francesa said “a lot of the disputes that we had have been rectified in one way or another, so we don’t have anything hanging over our heads right now.”

Francesa said he has not considered his next step beyond Dec. 31, 2017. “I’m not looking one day past that,” he said. “Time goes very fast. Two years is a very short time in our business. As you get older you find out how fast time goes.”