From the daily archives:

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

P Doggie 2 Do

by Frank Paynter on July 11, 2007

Boss balletJust back from a visit with Ace Pearls. Ace is doing DJ work for some youngsters.  He plays the analog wooka-wooka, aka the turn-table mixer. Nobody has hands like Ace. He’s the acknowledged king of both the upfader and the crossfader and he can manually reverse a vinyl lp and never leave a scratch… wooka-wooka. He’s telling me it’s all about having a fresh Shure Mix turntable cartridge, but it also takes a steady hand. Ace is too modest.

P Doggy Tutu (or Toot Dog as his fans have named him) leads the group P Doggy 2 Do (aka “the 2Do”).  I think they’re named for something a beloved pet left on your lawn.  Toot Dog shows his edgy side with fishnet crinoline and pounds of bling.  He also pounds a four/four drum beat behind everything the (P Doggie) 2 Do do.  It’s that steady beat that gives Ace the framework for his mix.

The 2 Do is opening for Punk-wave nostalgia rockers, 9 Inch Press-ons this Friday at the Wharf-rat Room.  Put them on your d0ggi3 do0-do0 to do list.

Post to Twitter  Post to Plurk  Post to Yahoo Buzz  Post to Delicious  Post to Digg  Post to Facebook  Post to MySpace  Post to Ping.fm  Post to Reddit  Post to StumbleUpon

{ Comments on this entry are closed }

Bad Sinatra II

by Frank Paynter on July 11, 2007

The reviews are in and it’s unanimous.  Bad Sinatra II will be better than Bad Sinatra I.  That’s a mathematical certainty.  My only consolation after watching the first one all the way through was that it cost Gillmor more time to shoot it than it cost me to watch it — granted, not much more time, but some.

High points:

1.  Quick pan around conference table past Yoda who is sitting there but not saying much.

2.  I was hoping for a “Blackberry on vibrate circle jerk” scene, where Arrington, Scoble, Searls, Farber, Gillmor, and Benioff would each place his or her own Blackberry on his or her most sensitive erogenous zone and, well… it didn’t happen.  It would have provided another high point though.  Maybe next time.

3.  There was no three.  There was no two, how could there be a three?

Production advice:  More cowbell.

[tags]tedious bullshit[/tags]

Post to Twitter  Post to Plurk  Post to Yahoo Buzz  Post to Delicious  Post to Digg  Post to Facebook  Post to MySpace  Post to Ping.fm  Post to Reddit  Post to StumbleUpon

{ Comments on this entry are closed }