Month: October 2007

And don’t forget: the clocks get turned back this Saturday, which means that we get an extra hour’s worth of party!

The choice of talking heads of FOX News has always left me wondering what journalism school would generate such a sorry lot; they seem to have been picked for less for their ability to ask the Five Ws and more for their ability to cheerlead for President W.

Even stranger is the choice of anchors for the spin-off channel FOX Business, who seem to have been picked for their Debbie Does Dallas (don’t worry, the link is safe for work) looks rather than j-skills. Even the design of the FOX Business site — gold on gold — makes it look more like a porn site than a news site. RADAR magazine noticed this and created a little game called FOX Business Anchor or Porn Star? The game is simple: you’ll be shown a picture of a woman and you must guess whether she’s an anchor on the FOX Business channel or a star from an adult entertainment film.

Photo courtesy of Miss Fipi Lele.

I probably shouldn’t admit this, but this ad with a faux date of 1965 (it’s actually brand new) makes me proud to be a rye and whiskey drinker (although I prefer Crown Royal to Canadian Club).

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I thought I’d give a quick bloggy salute to Paul Raven, who died from a heart attack on October 20th in Switzerland.

Raven played with Killing Joke during their most successful period, contributing low notes to the albums Fire Dances, Brighter than a Thousand Suns and Night Time, on which the classic 80’s alt-rock/goth anthem Love Like Blood appears. I remember when my buddy George heard this tune at a Toronto dance club for the first time; he was so taken with it that he bought Night Time the very next day. Here’s the video:

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Here’s another track from Night Time: Eighties. Many rock pundits believe that Nirvana borrowed its guitar riff and incorporated it into their song, Come as You Are:

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I wore out two Night Time cassettes in the ’80s and finally bought the CD. It’s that good.

Raven later joined Prong, playing on the albums Rude Awakening and Cleansing, which featured the closest thing they had to a hit: the woefully underappreciated single Snap Your Fingers, Snap Your Neck. During my DJ days at Clark Hall Pub, as soon as Raven’s opening bass notes from this song came on, the moshing would begin in earnest. Here’s the video:

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Rest in peace, Mr. Raven, and thanks for the great tunes.

…for your ability to add kinky weirdness to anything, including Pokemon:

[found via David Janes who found it here.]

So whom does this guy work for? And did they get to the Toronto Star?

The Toronto Star has yanked both the pieces about the parking lot scheme I wrote about in this entry, replacing it with a cryptic correction that leaves only questions. More here.

The Star are either fools (for getting such a simple fact-check wrong) or spineless (for caving). Which is it?