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Britney and Kevin Weekend Wedding Rumor Mongering #
Oh, forget those silly protests: the MTV Video Music Awards have cast a shadow over our Sunday, ensuring that tonight will be spent throwing our drinks at images of screaming tweens and red-carpet arrivals. We'd be seriously remiss if we didn't point out a flurry of chatter surrounding the show's surprises, none more important than the life-altering news that Britney Spears and Kevin Federline may enter into matrimonial trailer-park bliss on stage tonight.
Can this possibly be true? Well, we don't know for a fact, but we sure as hell find it plausible -- after everything our princess Brit Brit has been through, marrying her little chew toy for the VMAs hardly makes one bat an eye. As such, we will watch with our breath held and fingers crossed with the hope that maybe, just maybe, our pop-cultural paradigm will shift closer towards armageddon with one tiny "I do."
Britney And Kevin To Wed On VMA Stage [Contact Music]
Britney Spears May Wed Kevin Federline On MTV VMAs [Adrants]
FRI
27
The Week In Buzz: Vincent Gallo And The Cracktress #
↑ Vincent Gallo reveals his past in gay prostitution. We are so not surprised.
↑ We bribe Ted Leo, Sasha Frere-Jones, Eric Gillin, Jardine Libaire, and Adam Perry Lang into talking to us.
↑ Crack is so very, very back!
↑ The New York Times can barely control itself when it comes to popular porn books.
↑ Time reporter Matthew Cooper escapes orders of being in contempt of court, thanks to a man named "Scooter."
↑ New York mag takes the guesswork out of comprehending the convention with their special issue.
↑ Charles Isherwood and Steve Reddicliffe are hired at the Times for theater and television, respectively.
↑ Michael Musto shows us a thing or two.
↑ Not only is Captain Morgan running for president, but he'll also give you a ride to the Hamptons!
↓ The New York Times declares Williamsburg to be dead, because the Times always knows what's in and out.
↓ Everyone's writing books about Star's darling Bonnie Fuller.
↓ We don't just hate Philippe Starck because he's eurotrash; he's bad for unions, too!
↓ Holly Dunlap is still alive and kicking -- but, at the rate she's drinking, we figure she'll fall and get a concussion any day now.
↓ The Republicans are coming to our sex clubs. Is nothing sacred?!
↓ 'WaPo' managing editor Steve Coll has fled the building.
↓ Maxim starts its own date-rape service.
↓ Donald Trump's online business school can make a mockery out of you, too!
↓ Stroke Julian Casablancas has a deluded admirer! Surprising, indeed!
↓ Paris Hilton gets fucked, again, but this time it's Burger King.
To Do, This Weekend: World Music And Republican Sex #
Friday
· Gay NYC bloggers unite for happy hour at Therapy at 6pm. So totally niche, we love it.
· Get your world beat on with the Putamayo CD release party at Le Souk. Wear something brightly-colored, m'kay?
·Whooo! The buzz on the new Vincent Gallo flick is that it's a total doozy! Go check it out! Just kidding.
· It's not the politics that bother us; we just hate being seen with fat, ugly protesters. Get the first without the second at the Clemente Soto Velez Cultural Center tonight, which will feature "short films for the new democracy." Added bonuns: I bet more than a few people there will have really kickass weed.
Saturday
· Check out buzz band of the week The Bravery at the Mercury Lounge. Beware the dirty converse, they'll be in abundance.
· Ugly stepsister Wonkette has a far more comprehensive RNC party list than we could ever care to assemble. Crash and tell, people! At least all three of you left in the city.
· Who are we kidding? We know you're going to the Magnum Republican Sex Party at 13 Little Devils.
Sunday
· We could suggest a billion kick-off protests, but seriously, just start drinking now. New York has a long week ahead of itself.
The 5X5 Interview: Adam Perry Lang, Chef #
Adam Perry Lang has been on the foodie circuit for quite some time, with stints at Le Cirque, Daniel, and Chanterelle. Finally having had enough of serving socialities who'd merely pick at their food, Adam opened Daisy May's BBQ. After the jump, Adam tells us about his food, originating in some place called "the South." How very quaint!
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FRI
27
'Maxim' Lad Dave Itzkoff: A Man After Our Heart
Former 'Maxim' editor Dave Itzkoff's memoir Lads gets the standard reviews, but we don't really care about much after the first paragraph, which might as well be an introduction to New York media:
In the years following his 1998 college graduation, Dave Itzkoff got high at work, snorted cocaine, attempted to smoke a substance that may or may not have been crack cocaine, took Ecstasy at a co-worker's wedding and groped his boss' wife on the dance floor, watched a substantial amount of porn, had sex with a prostitute, attended a boozy bachelor weekend in New Orleans, crashed a golf cart during an equally alcohol-infused week in Jamaica, and called a woman a truly horrible four letter word when she confronted him about the damaged golf cart.
Seriously? Okay, maybe we'll read the book.
The Company Of Lads [Newsday]
Burger King Doesn't Want Paris Hilton's Baggage
It's been at least 36 hours since we've pointed out the absurdity of either of the Hilton sisters, so let us point you in the direction of big sis Paris' latest pitfall: her talks to hawk Burger King have come to halt. But why would anyone not want skeletal Paris to pitch their fatty food? "Given the extreme baggage she carries, it was killed," said one Burger King marketing exec. Wait, certain elements of that baggage are exactly why Paris can shove Whoppers in her mouth and never gain a pound -- isn't that what Burger King wants?
Burger King Backs Away From Paris Hilton Talks [AdAge (reg. req'd)]
Best Press Release Ever: Captain Morgan's Convention Carpool
Every once in a while, we like to sift through the heap of press releases flooding our inbox and treat you to the diamonds in the rough. This week, alcoholic beverage and presidential candidate Captain Morgan wants to help all Manhattanites escape the island before the Republicans officially invade, and he's even giving out free rides to the Hamptons. We can't imagine anything better than being driven to Jet East with the imaginary mascot of cheap spiced rum, can you?
[more...]*-- MEDIA ALERT --*
PRESIDENTIAL HOPEFUL CAPTAIN MORGAN OFFERS NEW YORKERS FREE RIDE TO THE HAMPTONS TO ESCAPE THE REPUBLICAN NATIONAL CONVENTION
Ask The Expert: Michael Musto
We don't claim to know little more 'round here than where to get a cheap drink or a quick lay. That's why we hold people like Michael Musto in such high regard -- not only has been around the media scene for, like, 40 years or something, but he's become an indispensible gossip source, knows his ass from his elbow, and rides his bike everywhere. Flamingly awesome, Musto tells fills us in on a few burning issues that we can't quite figure out.
[Photo from NY Social Diary]
[more...]Julian Casablancas' Fake Girlfriend's Fake Blog?
It's Friday, so you'll know we'll post just about anything. Today, it's a fine little 'blog we've come across belonging to some lovely girl claiming to be lead Stroke Julian Casablancas' love-receptacle. We find this website a little hard to believe (and we still haven't verified earlier rumors of a breakup between Julian and his fiance, Juliet Joslin), but true or not, it's pretty damn funny:
I stumbled to the bathroom and managed to get to the toilet and threw up until I was puking bile. Jules standing there in the shower looking down at me and looking dead said "if only I could hide it as well as you do." Then for different reasons I came close to a breakdown and suddenly hated him more than I'd ever hated anything, but he said head up, baby, this shit isn't new to you anymore, you never do anything you don't intend to. So I got over it, as one does, then a smile and a kiss and a fuck and a song and back to normal.
Ah, yes, puking and fucking. Back to normal in Strokeville!
What I Was Thinking When We Said Hello
UPDATE: Oops. We killed her. She's deleted her naughty little livejournal!
Related:
Strokes' Singer's Girlfriend Blogs [witz.org]
Band-Aid Blog Blair Busted [Lindsayism.com]
Advertiser Cuddle Party
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· ItTakes2 -- Sex Gossip & Dating
· Suspect Zero from Paramount -- Only in theatres August 27: Click to watch the trailer.
Jack Shafer: Not The Next A.J. Liebling?
Earlier this week, Slate's Jack Shafer unleashed a virtual love-fest on the late A.J. Liebling, prolific journalist and press critic for the New Yorker. Jay Rosen, of weblog Pressthink, wonders why Shafer hasn't come close to matching Liebling's legacy:
A.J. Liebling wrote the Wayward Press column for the New Yorker. Shafer writes the Press Box column for Slate. Those are roughly similar activities. Shafer tells us that Liebling did 82 press columns over 18 years at the New Yorker. Judging by the Press Box archive, Shafer has written 200+ columns over four and a half years. Is it fair to ask: why has Shafer himself not emerged as the "next" Liebling? After all, he has the most interest in the question. The opportunity has been there for him, week to week. He had motive, means. Is it the anxiety of influence? Other priorities at the time? Lack of competition, perhaps?
Somehow, this strikes us as a media-journalism version of a "Just Asking" item in Page Six.
Why Isn't Shafer This Century's Liebling? [Romenesko]
Discomforting Image Of The Morning
Don't get us wrong: we love to get our art on around here, and what better inspiration for New York artists than the combat zone over on 7th Avenue? Politically-charged pieces are flooding the NYC art scene and we think it's great.
Nevertheless, something about this piece that makes our eyes burn and legs twitch. The always-obvious New York Times points out that, "At the moment, President Bush and the G.O.P. are the chief art-world targets: no one seems to have a critical word to say about the failings of the Democrats." Okay, yeah, but we'd still rather see the statue done with John Edwards.
Gossip Roundup: The Quiet Before The Republican Storm
· Clash of the titans: actress/singer Jennifer Lopez and Vogue editrix Anna Wintour scuffle over who's to do J.Lo's makeup for the January cover. Anna may be tiny, but her frigid touch totally tamed J.Lo on this one. [NYDN (2nd item)]
· We know you can't enough of former Access Hollywood grinning head Pat O'Brien, right? While Patty has moved on to host the upcoming The Insider (same kind of show, different title), he's still stuck in his '60s glory days and reuniting with his old garage band for five shows. Um, rock. [Page Six]
· Alexandra and Vanessa Kerry, daughters of some presidential candidate or something, have cancelled their RSVPs to the parties surrounding MTV's Video Music Awards because the events will be too much of a swagfest. The sisters have been instructed not to stock up on the free stuff until after the election -- as if free Louboutin pumps would make a difference to these girls. [Page Six]
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