Shit. We had a feeling this would happen. Now that Xmas is upon us in its most Xmas of Xmasness, the tip line is dryer than the sweet, dry wit of Bob Newhart. Send us your Cute Boy Alerts, your Damaged Goods Patrols, your last-minute shopping tips and incriminating party pics at: tips@philebrity.com
Together, we [...]

That’s right, it’s time for their annual reader’s poll. Weeeee! Democracy: It ain’t over yet.
PhillyStyle: Please Don’t Realize How Lame And Dorky/Dockers-With-Tight-Black-T-Shirt We Are

Huh. How about that! In rod we trust! Who knew that our belief in T.O.’s recovery shared anything, anything in common at all, with crop circles?

Ö Speaking of bad Christmases, in separate e-mail missives, Cordalene and its bassist Jim McGuinn are admitting that the band fired McGuinn — right after all their gear got stolen. “It was a unilateral decision by one member without consulting the others,” says a source close to Cordalene. “Itís weird [Jim] would no longer be [...]

About us. Shit. That stings.
NYT: Why Philadelphians Are Such A Bunch Of Chokey Douchebags

That’s right. They’re your Philly reps on this year’s Bitchfork top 50 list. Which is awesome, radtacular, et al., except when you realize that Arcade Fire rocked the No. 1 position. Lameassindieboyssaywhaaaat?
Pitchfork: The Toppermost Of The Poppermost

Thanks to Nicholas Hans at GhettoCrown for this one.

Long before The Continental was The Continental (and probably about the same time it was just some ol’ greasy spoon), There was The Continental IV. (That’s as in the number four, not like an IV drip, although that would have been alright, too.) The Number One Songs In Heaven takes us back for this little [...]

We don’t even know where to begin with this one.
Daily News: First The ‘Scream’ Mask, Now This. Is Nothing Sacred?

Hey, hey, hey. You’ve got one more day to send us an email (promos@philebrity.com) for the chance to win an early dinner on New Year’s Eve at Valanni. C’mon…you like free stuff, right?
Winner will be announced on Thursday, live on this station…..
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Join us at VALANNI for B A S H 2005!
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Terrell Owens is dead! And much like the Jesus man, he will rise on Super Bowl Sunday, ready to suit up for the big game that his football team won’t be appearing in. But we kid — Mr. O. just has a nasty ankle sprain. We don’t kid about the Eagles being totally fucked. The [...]

>>> Ah, yes, it’s that time again! That’s right, you This American Life-lovin’ mofo, it’s Lit And Whimsy time! This month’s topic: Music, the food of love! Says Erik Bader:
“This will go down in history as the weirdest thing I have ever done. I’m going to read this kinda okay essay about these really horrific [...]

In what we are sure they consider to be ball-crushing display of cultural currency, PhillyMag has struck up a deal with our local CBS affilliate to, uh, Gerald Kolpan-ize their style and culture content. This is kind of like letting your uncle with the fanny pack go all Queer Eye on your aunt with the [...]

We’re glad it’s not just us that are all like itchy and tetchy about the first wave of Big Indie Rock nostalgia-sendoffs. Pixies? Meh. GBV? Whyfor? Mission of Burma? You’re pushing it, buddy. And Luna? No way, Jose.
CP/Scene And Heard: Don’t Let The Door Hit You In The Ass

Thanks to everyone who came to the big Philebrity Vs. BewitchedBy Xmas Bash. We all had a great time: massive displays of inappropriate behavior, several first-time hook-ups, minimal weirdness, aching bodies and heads the next day. Here’s a shout out to our sponsors: Miller High Life and HurryDate, we couldnae a dunnit wifout cha. And [...]

Drum roll, please……..! And our winner for free shows for all of 2005 is:
Cathy Zabroski
When we showed up at her doorstep with a huge, oversized Khyber V.I.P. lanyard, she exclaimed:
“When I entered the Philebrity contest, I hoped I would win because I had never won anything in my life and now maybe I will [...]

>>> Check out two of the city’s finest (yet least Google-able) musical outfits, Hi Soft and Beat Jams at Silk City. Hi Soft, led by Gehardt Koerner, is essentially the Lilys minus the crazy guy, and far, far more German. Precise. You know how they roll. Beat Jams, otherwise known as BJ, is all-female party [...]

Ah, year’s end! All that list-making! It’s like scattergories! In the Inky’s round-up of Books That Have Little Or No Connection To Philadelphians And May Not Even Be Any Good, one thing is clear: none of these sound interesting. Oh, and then there is this bit of straight-up battiness.
Bigpox by Archer Swift (AuthorHouse, $27.95). What [...]

No way! Not even close! It’s a place called right here. And you said we wasn’t classy.
AP: Philly Rules In Tipness; Still Fat As Hell, Though

On the other hand, just think of all the grandma footage they had to scroll through probably to get to one decent looking chick. Haven’t these guys ever heard of the internet?
New Jersey casino regulators have fined Caesars Atlantic City $80,000 for using surveillance cameras to spy on women wearing revealing clothing, the state’s Casino [...]