- Holy crap! Nalgene bottles are bad for you! Fitness nuts call bullshit. I love me some bisphenol A. Even the act of saying it aloud sounds like it will give you cancer.
- So ‘innit’ has become this sort of universal rhetorical tag on the end of sentences in the UK, a smarter, classier version of our overuse of the word ‘like.’ It is confusing. Try reading some of these aloud at your cube, or try integrating it into your speech in meetings:
”We need to decide what to do about that now innit.” (don’t we?)
“Now I can start calling you that, INNIT!” (can’t I?)
“I can see where my REAL friends are, elsewhere innit!!” (aren’t they?)
“I’ll show young Miss Hanna round to all the shops, innit.” (won’t I?)
“I heard he was good in TNA when he was there so he can still wrestle good innit?” (can’t he?)
- Ben Gibbard is a) awesome, b) confused about Death Cab’s place in music, c) pretentious, d) name dropping dead writers faster than Colin Meloy, d) all of the above. Of course the answer is d.
- This poor masshole lady hit Sandra Bullock. Romantic comedy fans are still reeling. Thankfully, everyone is okay.
- Conor Oberst cuts a solo album and pretends its different than recording as Bright Eyes.
- Uh oh. In news from the beginning of the month, Beirut is going through some stuff. From Zach Condon:
The responsibilities of gathering people around your vision, working with great people like those who work directly for the band and those at the label, wanting to insure that every show is as good as humanly possible so that every single person in the audience sees that we put in a real effort, all of that leads to a lot of issues in terms of doing right by people who have done you right.
Hope to see you back in some form, Zach. Read the full quote on Pitchfork.
- Tuch’s MacBook crashed. Again. When he needed it most. Send your condolences.
[Image of T.S. Eliot confirms that April is, in fact, the cruellest month. Thanks, Syracuse.]
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