By the time you read this, dear reader, it will be Monday morning and if the rumors are true there will be a new Radiohead EP waiting on your doorstep for you to take in and love. That is, unless nothing happens at all and the wild rumors flying around the internet are false. But when are internet rumors ever false? Rhetorical question, don’t answer that.

All this uncertainty is pretty rough on us reviewers. Here at Radio Exile we pride ourselves on getting our reviews out the day albums come out. As such we have prepared a review for this new hypothetical Radiohead release. True, we haven’t heard the release yet, or even know what it is if it even exists, but that shouldn’t stop us. Reviewers review albums without listening to them all the time.

So we did what we had to. We wrote the framework of the outline and provided options for all the unknowns. Think of this almost as a Choose-Your-Own-Adventure Book, Radiohead style. …read full article…

It’s official; mashups are the fan fiction of pop music. First, disband the notion that the genre of the mashup has been ruined by late night modern rock radio DJs posing as mix masters and producers. Ignore the fact that the internet can now be blamed for ruining the triumvirate of great human pleasures (music, sex, the written word). Let your passionate arguments for Tool’s superiority relax.

This is sort of good. …read full article…

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Let’s use my trip into work today as an example. I get on the train at the second stop on the N or W line in Astoria, so when I take my seat in the morning, I usually get a prime spot. Somewhere along the way, a woman and her two children sat down next to me and the youngest child took a liking to the color of my hair and decided to climb all over me.

When I screamed like the frightened little bitch that I was, it had more to do with the fact that I am getting shoulder surgery next week, and it happened that the Jungle Gym the little girl was using happened to be the arm in question. Mom jumped back and stared in horror and disbelief as her daughter started crying. Obviously, she must not have seen what was going on, with two children, I am sure that happens, but she must have thought I did something to elicit the tears from her kid, which I didn’t. I merely yelled because it hurt, which is why I was stunned when she slugged me in my bad arm.

I probably deserved it for all the times I nudged a pregnant woman or elderly man out of the way of a seat when my feet hurt or my arm ached. Karma is funny that way, and it is also the focus of this week’s Dustinland, so go read and enjoy!

Dustinland!

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Dustinland is a little crazy this week because Dustin and I live in the same neighborhood, and I know where this tiny little Asian place is! They rubbed my shoulders during the haircut and it made me feel pretty. Dustinland focuses on the positive side of his change in coif, now all we need to do is find out how BIG of a change it was. Arigato, Dustinland!