Minor League baseball is great. The guys play of the love of the game and the dream of one day making it big. The ticket prices are cheap, the concessions are reasonable and the home team usual has plenty of family activities going on throughout the game.
Another thing great about the minor leagues are the manager ejections. There have been some great manager and umpire disputes in the minor leagues over the years that have led to the managers being ejected. Some managers go back to the clubhouse quietly, some don’t. That’s when things get real entertaining.
The latest minor league manager to lose his cool after being ejected is Gary Robinson. Robinson is the manager of the of Pittsburgh Pirates Class A affiliate, State College (PA) Spikes. Robinson disputed the home plate umpires umpire on a call involving a hit batter, then left the field. He didn’t go quietly though, he continued yelling at the umpire from the dugout and was quickly ejected. This brought Robinson back out onto the field for what is one of the most unusual manager tantrums in recent time.
What’s the only thing worse than an actor with musical aspirations? A pretentious arty-farty actor with musical aspirations.
Ryan Gosling, one of the better young actors of his generation, likes to also occasionally play music. So he has this band on the side called Dead Man’s Bones. The band has approximately 257 members. They like to dress up in “meaningful” costumes and pose deliberately in order to make statements. Here is a group photo:
Dead Man's Bones ... now with 10% more ART!
You can just see these guys living in a loft somewhere, their hemp backpacks slung over their shoulders, sipping herbal green tea while they shuffle around in their Birkenstocks, can’t you? So artsy!
When not posing and/or discussing the meaning of their art, they go out and actually perform live. As you might imagine, it’s a “creative” affair, filled with pointless dance moves and lots of cheap junk positioned as art. You keep waiting for a Beat poet to show up and recite something. Here’s a video of a recent performance of their song Pa Pa Power (horrible title, by the way, but so meaningful!):
Stone Temple Pilots are back out on tour and Scott Weiland is supposed to be clean. I say supposed, because I don’t think Scott Weiland has been clean for years. In fact, if I was playing in a death pool, he’d be the one I would want.
The tour itself is expected to be successful. STP have a very dedicated fan base and they want to see the guys get their shit together and succeed. There are also the people who like the music, but are only going to see what sort of trainwreck it will be.
The people at the band Cincinnati show this week, got a glimpse of the train beginning to jump the tracks. As the band performed “Crackerman”, Weiland fell off the stage. He just walked right off the stage, like he didn’t know the edge was there. The interesting thing here is that he didn’t miss a beat vocally, despite the fact that he appeared to hit his face on something on the way down. That leads to the question, is Scott Weiland singing at all? Is he lip synching to a vocal track, because he’s to fucked up to sing and remember the words.
The band sounds great there and I hope they cash in on this tour, because Scott’s not going to be able to do many more.
The Republican party must be a joke. It’s filled with religious Nazis who think the Constitution is a chapter in the Bible, homophobic loudmouths who invariably end up fucking dudes, and women who cannot comprehend the English language. It needs someone to stand up and lead them to the final distillation of their craziness. That someone is Christopher F. Young.
Young is the Mayoral candidate for Providence, Rhode Island. To promote his candidacy, Young stopped in on a local television show called The Rhode Show (clever!). Once on live television, he proceeded to disembowel himself so spectacularly that, if he happens to win, it will only be by the grace of God in order to bring about Armageddon.
Meanwhile, host Elizbeth Hopkins showed steely reserve as she somehow managed to not laugh directly into his fat face. She clearly needs a job on a major network after her performance here. Or perhaps she should run for Mayor. Not only did she keep a straight face, but she also proved to be genial under pressure when she flatly turned down his offer to come back and sing for her again later in the week! WHAT A PRO!
I think this guy should team up with Basil Marceaux to form a new party. We’ll call it the Retard Party. It’s very much like the Republican Party, except just slightly less intelligible. They’d be UNSTOPPABLE!
Even though I do like some of Lady Gaga’s music, her ascension underscores what’s wrong with American music – it’s far too often driven by looks, camp, and visual style. Can’t sing or play an instrument? WHO CARES! Just have an interesting look!
Even though America’s Got Talent is supposed to be searching for the next big star, the show has been taken over by some deranged freak who calls himself Prince Poppycock. Granted, the guy has a pretty nice, operatic voice when he actually sings. But, as it is made painfully clear in this video, the guy’s look and the camp aspects of his performance vastly overmatch his vocals.
Sharon Osbourne is completely wrong about this “guy” being the next superstar. NO WAY. What kind of music can this guy produce that doesn’t come across like a made-up Tiny Tim?? He might have a fine future haunting gay bathhouses, but a pop superstar on the order of Lady Gaga? It will never, ever happen.
Minor League baseball is great. The guys play of the love of the game and the dream of one day making it big. The ticket prices are cheap, the concessions are reasonable and the home team usual has plenty of family activities going on throughout the game.
