Motorcyclist Magazine turned 100 this month, making it the world’s oldest continuously-published biker rag (it’s a few years older than Italy’s Motociclista). Not only did the magazine do a great job of naming the Honda CB750 its “Motorcycle of the Century,” but they’ve published an archive of every single cover going back to 1912. Continue reading
Botswana Meat Commission FC
Is there anything worse than showing up to the beach or the pool party and not having some good choons to listen to? Here are five new(ish) releases I’m digging this week. Continue reading
In honor of the Super Moonwalk, I’ve put together a dance music mix for you kids. Tonight’s mix has a bit of everything — electro, bass, dubstep, house and plenty of mash-ups. We got a little crazy on the bath salts while putting this one together, so I apologize well in advance for the many, many fuckups! Continue reading
I have no idea what the hell is happening here, but it would appear to be a shirtless fellow in skinny jeans performing the most bizarre moonwalk of all time. It looks like it was shot in Belgium or somewhere rainy/Caucasian. The video was uploaded to YouTube yesterday by “onelovecandyman,” who has a Twitter feed here.
You’re gonna be star some day, kid. Straight to the top!
If you saw this LP sitting in a milk crate with a yard sale price tag on it, you’d probably get a good laugh at its awfulness. And depending on your personal level of irony-laced hipsterness, you might even buy the record and bring it home thinking it’s going to be so-awful-it’s-funny.
But fuck your irony! Because Donnie & Joe Emerson not only make for a fascinating personal story, but their 1979 home-recorded album “Dreamin’ Wild” was recently reissued and is worth checking out. These long-forgotten brothers are actually amazing songwriters and musicians. Continue reading
I may not be all up to date on the latest male grooming habits but I feel pretty confident in saying that circumcising baby boys is really not a big deal.
Germany, however, has a different view of things. That country, which is best known for producing its own homegrown not-at-all-disgusting flavor of pornography, has declared war on Poland circumcision. A German court this week managed to make Europeans look like the same radical assholes that Rush Limbaugh always makes them out to be. Continue reading
This time I didn’t make a fresh mix for you kids. Instead, tonight we’re going to hit you with the perfect mix to usher in the summertime. Psychemagik is a duo out of England (aka The Cosmic Forest), and they combine a psychedelic, Balearic vibe with 70s-flavored funk and rare grooves. Continue reading
Warning: This post is possibly NSFW.
I was recently out with friends having frozen dranks (no, not in a hott tubb, unfortunately) when the talk somehow turned to manscaping. One of my friends, a straight (and not particularly metrosexual) dude, mentioned that he trims the hair down below. “It’s one of the little things I do that I know women appreciate,” he said. And the women we were with (all in their late 20s or early 30s) all gave the thumbs up. Continue reading
I’ve always thought of Sweden as sort of like a window into the future of human life. It’s a bizarre place where poverty is virtually non-existent, the pop music is scarily well-produced and the furniture is appropriately minimalistic.
Which is why I was so surprised recently to watch Sweden collectively lose its fucking shit. This week has made me reconsider the fact that maybe the Swedes are just as crazy, arrogant and insipid as the rest of us. Maybe they don’t have it all figured out after all. Continue reading
Everyone knows that what’s holding back the sport of badminton from greater international acceptance is that the players aren’t sexier.
Sure, the world’s number one-ranked badmintress, Wang Yihan, is rather fetching, but other than her they are easily only the third-sexiest of all raquet sports, after tennis and full-nude Bangkok ping pong.
So you can’t blame the Badminton World Federation for trying to pass a rule requiring that the top-flight badminton biddies put on skirts and tart up the game a bit. Continue reading