Rapper Suge Knight was arrested early this morning on suspicion of a hit-and-run that killed a man.
The aggravated assault case against George Zimmerman (who was acquitted for the killing of unarmed teen Trayvon Martin) was dropped after his girlfriend recanted her story.
As gay rights acceptance is becoming de rigeuer in modern America, religious conservatives believe they're being persecuted. As Wayne Campbell would say, “yeah, and monkeys might fly out of my butt.”
Blogger Brandon Stanton started an Indiegogo campaign that raised over $1 million to send Brooklyn students on field trips to Harvard.
The Two Eagles balloon flying over the Pacific (carrying Burqueño Troy Bradley) has beaten a duration record!
We are living in the iGeneration, and the American Academy of Pediatrics wants government-issued guidelines on how to manage children and social media.
Juan Galindo was found guilty of sexually assaulting and murdering a 4-week-old baby.
For the first time ever, Spaceport America will host a Private Pilots Fly-in on Valentine's Day in Las Cruces. Road trip!
A man who has been dead for over two years was recently reappointed to a county industrial authority board in Uniontown, Pa.
Another rad artist I "know" via Facebook is Emil Amos. When I heard Lilacs & Champagne, my mind was blown. I messaged him to that effect and he kindly requested my friendship. Amos, of Om, Grails and Holy Sons, is extremely talented and hella gracious, and I'm psyched to high-five him this evening. Transcendent drone-metal duo Om performs tonight at Sister (409 Central NW), along with guitar virtuoso Sir Richard Bishop and Jeremy Barnes. I'll see you there. Read all about Bishop in Siring Superlative Sound. Check out related A/V below. Sister • Om • Sir Richard Bishop • Jeremy Barnes • Thurs Feb 14 • 10 pm • $10-13 • 21+ • sisterthebar.com
Jonathon Coulton loves his monsters. Whether he's singing about zombies trying to find an acceptable compromise with their intended victims ("we're not unreasonable, no one's going to eat your eyes") or a kraken's wistful desire to befriend the ships it inevitably crushes with its massive tentacles, he approaches these subjects from an unexpected and often surprisingly tender perspective.
No surprise then to find that he offers a similar take on the evil genius who is the subject of the song "Skullcrusher Mountain." Yes, he's twisted. Yes, he's murderous. But he also feels the pangs of love and the heartbreak of being rebuffed.
For anyone who has ever given their crush a heartfelt gift and wondered "What's with all the screaming?"
St. Michael's high school in Santa Fe may institute a random drug-testing policy.
A purple squirrel in Pennsylvania.
1930's musicians' reaction to the demise of live musical accompaniment in movie theatres.
The Falkland Islands are experiencing a food shortage.
These Marine snipers employed an SS symbol nearly identical to the Nazi SS runes as their own, but apparently it's all a big misunderstanding....
Take your Valentine on a date... to an NYC sewage treatment plant.
Check out this nifty Gene Vincent tour documentary from 1969.
On this day in 1980 Christina Ricci was born.
The Treehouse is an always different open mic and poetry performance held the second Saturday of each month at 516 ARTS. There's an hour or so of first-come, first-read writers, followed by the featured poet; in the past, Jennifer Pontzer and Bob Reeves, among others, have headlined.
This past weekend's performance was an "erotic" version (see our mention of it in Culture Shock). Dinah Frank, the alter ego of a local writer who bears a striking resemblance to Lisa Gill, presented a love story to French filmmaker Jean Cocteau. Really, though, it was an unflinching recollection of the madness of youth and love and obsession, as well as a look at what terrible lengths people to go to figure out who we are. Plus, there was audience interaction.
As a first performance, there were some kinks (of the non-erotic kind) to be sure, but it was a welcome alternative to an evening filled with poems about blind love.
So, what did you do to mark (or erase) Valentine's Day?