Peace Sells…but Who’s Buying?: A Conversation on “Woodstock 99: Peace, Love & Rage”
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Peace Sells…but Who’s Buying?: A Conversation on “Woodstock 99: Peace, Love & Rage”

HBO’s documentary Woodstock 99: Peace, Love, and Rage, directed by Garret Price as a part of their Music Box series, seems to pose Woodstock ’99 as a seminal concert shitshow, like 1969’s Altamont, that somehow, in its dissolution into hormone-driven madness, which included chucking $4 water bottles at Wyclef Jean and The Offspring, rolling around … Continue reading

The Closest Some of Us Will Ever Get to Heaven: The 9/11 Museum is the Greatest American Museum
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The Closest Some of Us Will Ever Get to Heaven: The 9/11 Museum is the Greatest American Museum

That’s all folks! This is what a disarmingly cheery sign, battered and mangled and a little bit dusty, reads—or approximately reads as it is missing a few pieces that were presumably blasted off—in the exhibition galleries depicting the aftermath of September 11th in the 9/11 Memorial Museum. Placed above a singed file cabinet, melted into … Continue reading

We’ll Have A Party, We’ll Dance Till Dawn: Lana Del Rey’s “Norman Fucking Rockwell!” Escapes America
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We’ll Have A Party, We’ll Dance Till Dawn: Lana Del Rey’s “Norman Fucking Rockwell!” Escapes America

“I was one thing, now I’m being another,” sings Our Lady of the Beaches, Driving Fast and Ruined Peaches Lana Del Rey in the song “Happiness is a butterfly,” off of her new blessed album Norman Fucking Rockwell!. And indeed, Lana is being another. Though certainly not a complete transition away from the rest of … Continue reading

5 Videos To Yeehaw Your Way Through A Startled 4th of July BBQ
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5 Videos To Yeehaw Your Way Through A Startled 4th of July BBQ

Yeeeeeeeeeeeeehaw!! *spins cowboy hat around* Ahem…*cough* whoa! What’s that? What’s with my fringed and rhinestone-studded jacket, bolo tie and boots? Well, I want to be a cowboy, baby! Here, grab some whiskey, preferably from a dusty and potentially dangerous saloon, while we celebrate the birth of our country by diving headfirst into fanatical cowboy mania. … Continue reading