Archive for November, 2005
Monday, November 21st, 2005
>>> Silk City to become The Death Row Diner? Mmm, Tupacalicious! [NorthernLiberties.org]
>>> Reader writes: “It seems†the DJ turned Realtor is the new trend! Deep C (aka Chris Clark) was just hired as a realtor at Coldwell Banker Preferred in Old City.”
>>> Dr. Dog on Dr. Dog critics: “Oh, the bassline sounds like a bassline from [...]
Monday, November 21st, 2005
Flickr: Angelo Yap Snaps The Haps [Slideshow]
Monday, November 21st, 2005
MC: Anthony, You Totally Fucked Up
MC: Knock Three Times If You Just Want Me To Stop Talking And Turn Up “When Doves Cry”
MC: Where Are You, My Cockfighting Friend?
Monday, November 21st, 2005
And so the Inquirer ushers in the era of buy-byes. It’s been bad enough to see the paper slide into irrelevance ‘lo these past few years, but lately, something about seeing the carnage up close has been oddly aggravating as the paper increasingly takes on an “Everything Must Go!” vibe. We’re not content (nor does [...]
Sunday, November 20th, 2005
Friday, November 18th, 2005
Friday:
>>> Time to bust out the beers, steers, queers and cheers: PalarÈ is back at Silk City and this time, it’s personal. For those who missed the smashing debut, Roy Batty, TT Creed and Julia Factorial throw a party that could equally be described as “arcadian,” “bacchanalian” and “fucking banoodles” alike. 9pm, $5.
>>> And oh [...]
Friday, November 18th, 2005
dr. philebrity,
perhaps you can help ease our concerns.
my wife and i have been awakened 4 times in as many months by the sound of gunshots outside our apartment. sometimes they appear to be small caliber weapons (pop! pop! pop!); other times, like last night - BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
we realize that we’re not the intended [...]
Friday, November 18th, 2005
Alright, yon teenagers, it’s about time to do the dance again. Making Time is back this Saturday at Transit, and like whoa on this one, because here is the deal: It’s all the usual players ó Dave P, Adam Sparkles, Mike Z, etc., etc. ó but with two very notable additions. One is the one [...]
Friday, November 18th, 2005
Considering TO’s arbitration hearing is today, I figured I would assist you with some visual entertainment.
†Now that he has aligned himself with the Reverend, turned this into a racial fight, and even referred to himself as Rosa Parks, I offer you:
†”Tosa Parks”
Friday, November 18th, 2005
They say that the greatest art is born under duress. Actually, nobody really says that. We say that, I guess. Anyway, when The Capitol Years read anonymous reader Non D. Plume’s bilous screed-rant against all things Philebritic yesterday ó which ran, in part, “The Capitol Years are not a good band. Unchain yourselves, gang.” ó [...]
Friday, November 18th, 2005
CBS 3 IS proud to admit it’s responsible for the Saturday-night shutdown of Club Kama Sutra (712 South St.) by the Department of Licenses and Inspections.
The station secretly taped sex parties at the swingers club and showed its footage to L&I. On Wednesday, it aired a gotcha-style piece, claiming the club doesn’t want you to [...]
Friday, November 18th, 2005
Not that we here in our fine city have enough celebrity sightings to fill an annual “gawker stalker” type of space on philebrity, but since everyone seems to be catching on to our greatness the stars can’t be far behind, right? Here’s some B-list fun just in case … Horatio Sanz was randomly at Khyber [...]
Thursday, November 17th, 2005
Thursday, November 17th, 2005
>>> Lo and behold, for it is the return of Bottom Of The Hudson at The Khyber. See Doyle, Coello and the gang jingle jangle to and fro as they deflect compliments regarding how they really shouldn’t be the opening act for the well-past-their-prime American Snoozyblog Set and that new band from the Pedro The [...]
Thursday, November 17th, 2005
We here at the Phileb take all things New Weird with a grain of salt the size of a basketball. And then we like to play basketball with that grain of salt, preferably with the Fishtown Parade kids, skins versus shirts, and they always get really pissy when we give them giant salt owies. They’re [...]
Thursday, November 17th, 2005
Usually, when you write to us, dear reader, your letters fall into three categories: Missives commenting on an item we’ve already run, an actual tip or an email asking for tickets to whatever. So whenever that rarest of beasts comes in ó the looney lone-gunman letter-to-the-editor ó we get really, really psyched. And yesterday, we [...]
Thursday, November 17th, 2005
>>> NBC10 takes a break from the Homework Helpline to ask viewers, “Hey, how hard would you like strippers to spank you?” Unfortunately, “Until my megadoppler is totally engorged” is not a response option. [PhiladelphiaWillDo]
>>> Hey, like, wouldn’t it be funny if, like, that tool who manages T.O. suddenly became Alito’s handler? Wouldn’t that be [...]
Thursday, November 17th, 2005
The club, which from the outside appears to be a restaurant called SeÒor Rattler’s Cantina, initially welcomed only couples, but recently began allowing single adults to party there, too.
“Club Kama Sutra has been operating for five years with the full knowledge and approval of all governmental authorities,” owner Alan Tizer told us yesterday.
Nevertheless, they’re not [...]
Wednesday, November 16th, 2005
>>> Have you forgotten the magic of “Disco Infiltrator”? What about the charisma behind “Daft Punk Is Playing At My House”? Oh, you! LCD Soundsystem plays at the The Troc tonight, with The Juan McLean and Shit Robot. Afterparty? Yes, please! Town Jewelrz in the Balcony and that, my friends, is that. Need some remindin’?
LCD [...]
Wednesday, November 16th, 2005
>>> Some days you eat the bar, some days the bar eats you: Susanna Goihman waives preliminary hearing, hands in passport, license. [Inky]
>>> Blind-item shuffle: What very, very long-standing NoLibs landmark could be switching hands and going from egg creams and DJ nights to, uh, garlic spinach and cosmos?
>>> Attn. PNI staffers contemplating the buyout: [...]
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