Technically speaking, I was a late bloomer. I didn’t go out on a date until I was in college and I didn’t have my first real boyfriend until I was 23. But from the time I was, oh, eight years old, my fictional romantic life flourished. In my mind, I cultivated rich, deep and emotionally complex relationships with a small handful of celebrities I thought to be my soul mates. Let’s take a walk down memory lane to meet the men I’ve never actually met who have been my Valentines over the years.
Last night, a whole mess of iconic musicians got together for the epic “12-12-12″ Hurricane Sandy Relief Concert, which aired on a number of different TV networks and lasted nearly six hours. While the show was definitely lacking in female performers — where were New York City legends like Patti Smith or Bette Midler?! — it was chock full of big name acts like Bruce Springsteen, Bon Jovi, Alicia Keys (holdin’ it down for the ladies), Kanye West (wearing a controversial leather skirt), Paul McCartney, the remaining members of Nirvana, Billy Joel, and The Who. I couldn’t clip the whole show, obviously, but here are seven performances that I especially enjoyed!
Super awesome news, kids! “Portlandia” returns to IFC for its second season this Friday, but if that sounds like too long to wait for your favorite hipster satire, no worries! The second episode from this coming season is available early on the show’s Facebook page — and above. This episode — titled “One Moore Episode” — is chock full of awesome: “Battlestar Galactica”! Artisan knots! Backyard fire pits! Guest appearances by Eddie Vedder, Jeff Goldblum, and Edward James Olmos! Shit. I need more. Please post just one more episode, Carrie and Fred? I need it. Just one more. [Facebook: Portlandia]
On Tuesday night, I went, by myself, all the way up to Harlem to watch Eddie Vedder perform solo. No one would come with me because of the distance and because, I suspect, they didn’t want to be seen with me, knowing I would act like a looney. And act like a looney I did! I was reminded why almost missing Pearl Jam in 1993 nearly sent me to suicide — because Eddie is just a phenomenal singer and performer. I even overlooked the fact that he appeared to be wearing white jeans, especially when he used a loop sampler to layer his own vocals to sound like a ridiculously awful but horny R&B slow jam. Keep reading »
I’ve been majorly crushing on Pearl Jam’s Eddie Vedder since I was 13, lived in San Diego, and made my mom drive past this house I swore he probably lived in when he was a resident of my fair city before becoming famous. Even though I’ve matured past doing drive-by’s (I don’t have a car, anyway), my love for the lusciously maned singer has not waned (ooh, rhyme!). Which is why I am seriously pissed that the tour he just announced in support of his solo effort, the soundtrack to Sean Penn’s Into The Wild, is only hitting the West Coast. Umm, Eddie, where is the love for the Midwest, South, and East Coast? Nevertheless, he is such an eternal Hot Piece of Ass, I had to celebrate him today and take this opportunity to let my bosses know I will be out of the office for a few days in April. [MSNBC] Keep reading »