CBGBs is Back, Maybe. Gothamist says they have it on good authority that the legendary club, which closed in 2006 and became an NYU gift shop (I think), may be opening soon, with more information coming out in the next few weeks. Where will the new CBs be? Is the East Village of yesterday the same East Village? Will the Community Board let it pass?
La Beluga Whale Ya No Puedo Caminar… That’s a beluga whale being serenaded by a mariachi band, and I find it comforting that whales nod along to music the exact same way people like me do. I think we should serenade animals more often. We feed them and we pet them and we do all that, but do we really go the extra mile and present them with little extra happy moments like this? No, we do not.
I love music so much and I had such ambition that I was willing to go way beyond what the hell they paid me for. I wanted people to look at the artwork and hear the music.
Rappin’ Reporter. Reporting the news, online or on TV, is hard work, and it’s about time somebody dropped a couple rhymes about such hardships over a beat. We now have “Camera Tricks”, a song about the long hours, low pay, and often minimal rewards of being a small-town TV reporter.
Rapper/reporter Matt Johnson told Media Bistro that he recorded the song after “becoming disillusioned from all the robbery, shooting, and other crime stories” he covered working in stations across the country, most recently in Little Rock, Ark. And while some of the biting lyrics are all-too real for anybody working in journalism (“Still deep in debt and the job don’t put a dent in it”), his reasons for loving the job in the first place ring true, too.
“You meet some good people and some of the worst/but there’s nothing like exposing the scum of the earth,” he raps towards the end of his last verse. “Most days are irrelevant is the worst way/ Til I’m reminded why I fell in love in the first place.”
Rebecca Black Is Your New YouTube Star. Truth: I had no idea who this girl was until yesterday. It was a slow internet usage week for me, I guess. I listened to the song last night and at first I swore it was an SNL Digital Short—turns out it isn’t. It’s real. She’s 13 and she tweets straight poetry. I have no right to judge a teen pop youtube sensation considering my first concert was *NSYNC at Jones Beach, but I just can’t wrap my head around why this girl’s song has had so many views. Maybe I’ll watch it one more time to figure it out.