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Monday, March 31, 2008

Dodgers at the Coliseum



115,000 people can't be wrong...

This weekend I took in the Dodgers/Red Sox game at the Coliseum down at the Unviersity of Southern California. While I had heard USC's Coliseum was basically one giant party, I had no idea what they meant.

Luckily it was a bit tamer than a giant frat party. There were more families, everyone was maybe a little bit more sober than a group of college drunks. Anyway, I had three issues with that place that will hopefully make it run a bit smoother next time.

50 bucks to park?

Fark that noise. I'll pay fifty dollars to park when it's my own driveway and my kid has been out shoveling show off it all day. Even then, I'd tell him he should go out and get a job if he wants fifty bucks. What does a 10 year old need with fifty bucks anyway? Is my child a drug addict? Where's this supposed 'wife' I have, and why did she help me procreate a drug addict child?

These are just some of the questions that come to mind when I see a sign that says "Cheap Parking here- $50!" Yeah, right. What got me was all the hood rats standing in their yards saying, park in my yard- 10 bucks. Yeah, so my car can get stripped and sold for spare parts while I half enjoy wading through 100 thousand people? No thanks.

Could I get a tinier beer?

I'm not sure how they get away with charging 10 dollars a beer ANYWHERE, unless it's in Germany and you get one of those Giant boots. That could be worth it. But 10 bucks for a 14 oz cup of flat MGD? Who the funk n' wagnalls do they think they're fooling? Mind you, I did have a few beers, but it became very clear very quickly that I wasn't going to get drunk at this game. And it made me sad.

No cash, no service

Since when does everywhere in the world not take credit? They were like, "no credit, but we have ATMs all over the stadium." Really? Then why not put a credit card machine in the fucking food area? Couldn't hurt. Unless you don't want a paper trail...maybe the Coliseum is just a drug ring. And maybe all the guys that work the parking lots are the drug lords that were put out of work by an off season sporting event in their fine neighborhood.

Either way, I had fun. And I know you wish you were there. But you weren't. SUCKERS!

Thursday, March 27, 2008

March 24th, 2008: Mark this day



Well...it happened. So long cell phone, so long Missouri area code. Although, I guess on the plus side, now when Ja Rule says he's got ho's in different area codes, I finally get what he means. He means that people should hold onto their phone numbers even when they move far far away from that area that prompted the area code.

So I say goodbye to the old 636 and hello to the 323. Los Angeles, I'm yours.

As for you St. Louis...we had a good run, but it's time to say goodbye. Take it, Charlie Brown...

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Paste follow up



What a response I've gotten to this whole Paste magazine debacle. Aside from hearing back from their editor again, I've also stumbled upon another battle waged against Paste Magazine through my buddy Sean Russell. Read it by clicking here.

The through line of it revolves around them not wanting to publish the advertisement I pasted above (get it, Paste, I pasted). What did Matador records have to say exactly?

"[W]e'd like to offer a shout-out (ie. "fuck you") to the cowards and thought-cops at the Ad Dept at Paste Magazine who have deemed our proposed advertisement for 'Face The Truth' to be beyond the bounds of "good taste." God forbid that anything might challenge the sensibilities of Paste's Yep Roc-loving, Starbucks-guzzling, Wes Anderson-worshipping readership. Seriously, if there's anything we or SM have done that is a poor fit with Paste's Ad Dept's narrow worldview, that is the highest compliment we've been paid since the last time Spin refused to run one of our ads."

wow. Paste...what's the deal?

Anyway, thought you all might enjoy this one! Have a wonderful day!

Great Scott!



Today, my lovely words grace another page over at Passion of the Weiss. That's why I included that nifty picture of a passion fruit. See how deep I am?

wow!

Anyway, give it a read by clicking the link above, or find Passion in your own life by looking in the link list to the right.

good dog.

Monday, March 17, 2008

Paste Magazine vs. Scott Towler



In this month's paste magazine, a silly review about the band moe. was written that got me going. The column, 'Dischord,' runs almost every month. Maybe's it does run every month. I'm not sure. I don't subscribe to the magazine, but I read it from time to time (most notably when my roommate gives me a copy he is done with). Anyway, in this section they launched a debate about moe's newest studio record Sticks and Stones (shown below) which really got me mad. Essentially, two critics write 200 word peices about the album. Maybe 20 people do. Then they pick 2 of them: 1 nice, and 1 not so nice, and run them side by side in the magazine.



In my tenure as a musician and music listener, I have never seen a more ridiculously written piece in my life. To be honest, it was so bad, I had to write to the editors of the magazine themselves to fully vent my frustration:

To: letters@pastemagazine.com
From: me (duh, ya jerk offs)
Subject: Issue #40, March 08

"In response to Dischord: 1 album, 2 opinions : moe. - Sticks and Stones by Kate Kiefer

I'm not sure who you let write 'No Mo' moe.' but they seem too ignorant to be a writer. Then again, I know how pompous most music writers are to begin with, so maybe this is an exercise in futility. But it's like they're the same as acting coaches: they couldn't act themselves, so they take time telling people what good acting is. In this case though, it's some failed musician who insists that moe. sucks because they can't be in the band themselves.

PASTE- you're a magazine. It's your job to hire writer's that aren't complete buffoons; ones that actually know how to write, not just bitch. Sure, maybe moe.'s lyrics aren't Shakespeare, and maybe they spell their name all funny lookin' (creating an editor's nightmare I'm sure), but you've got to give them better coverage than some intern/assistant's opinion about jam bands and how much they hate that their Microsoft word program always capitalizes the next letter after 'moe.'

I guess I'm just peeved cause this magazine always seems to present level-headed reviews (whether good or bad) of almost every artist under the sun. Why you let this blurb pass as 'acceptable' writing blows my mind. I encourage you to find one bit of writing Kate Kiefer has done that's better than this. Please. For me. For humanity. Cause the fact that she's made it as a writer and I haven't really makes me feel like this life is complete bull shit."

I closed with my name, so don't think I'm a total prick. Anyway, lo and behold, this afternoon I got an email back! And not just from anyone, but Kate herself! Read on while I sip this cognac...

"Hi Scott,

The purpose of the Dischord is to show two very different opinions--it's the part of the reviews section where we actually ask our writers to go a little over the top, and it probably wouldn't be very entertaining if one writer didn't love the record and the other didn't hate it. Jeff Leven certainly made some good points about moe.'s strengths. But I've listened to moe.'s studio recordings, and I've seen them perform live (they even played Paste's SXSW showcase last year), and I stand by my opinion that the band's name is ridiculous, its lyrics are cliched and trite, and its music is better live.

I'm sorry that the fact that I've made it as a writer makes you feel like this life is complete bullshit. That's very sad--for both of us. But I assign and edit the reviews section, so I'm going to take the part about the usually level-headed reviews of almost every artist under the sun as a compliment.

moe. is lucky to have a passionate fan like you.

Thanks for reading,

Kate"

Anyway, I thought that was pretty bold of her. Good show. What I don't like, however, is that somehow this letter got into her hands, along with my email address. Now I understand if she's the editor in chief of this magazine. And if she is, bravo. But then are we to consider that this magazine is such a two bit operation that the EIC is reading letters to the editor? Or did someone simply pass this along to her, knowing she's as bull headed as I was, so that she'd write back? If that's the case, then what magazine allows their readers to pass along my info to someone so that they can then fire back/hunt me down and kill me?

So I implore you, Kate, please consider it a simple letter to the editor and don't come to my house and kill me! I mean, you can come over if you want, but it's not going to be all apples and merry-go-rounds. Cause while I may like apples, I get motion sickness.

Cheers!

Tuesday, March 04, 2008

Passion Post

While this blog is collecting dust like a granny's candy dish, I've been writing somewhere's else, I promise. New guest post over at Passion of the Weiss.

Read it by clicking here!

Then you can come back and shower me with praisens. Mmm...praise raisins...

smooches!