Archive for November, 2008 Friday, November 28th, 2008FRIDAY: >>> Question: Is the Friday after Thanksgiving the second biggest drinking night of the year? Only your barkeep knows for sure. There’s a heap of good shows and stuff going on tonight, but even if you don’t want to indulge in rockism or waiting for the B-more club sound to, like, fucking evolve already (lest [...] Friday, November 28th, 2008· Ah, yes, Black Friday: That relic of olden tymes, when people had disposable income, bought things in meatspace and then started drinking at 3pm. Holy shit, you know what? After weekend picks, we’re getting out of here and doing just that. It’s, like, retro. First stop: Matthew Izzo, who’s having a pretty huge sale, [...] Friday, November 28th, 2008The utterly flabbergasting opening number from yesterday’s Philadelphia Thanksgiving Day Parade. Fail. Friday, November 28th, 2008This Stella show on Sunday night at the Keswick Theater could well be a primer in the past, present and future of the alt-comedy genre. David Wain, Michael Showalter and Michael Ian Black, of course, got their start in MTV’s late, great The State. But since then, they’ve appeared individually on too many TV shows [...] Friday, November 28th, 2008>>> ‘Tis a most lonely, desolate time of the season for book lovers. For one, you’ve got this libraries thing. And as frustrating as it is to watch Siobahn Reardon and Bizarro Nutter put their hands over their ears and go “LALALALALALALA I CAN’T HEAR YOU!” each time someone tries to come up with a [...] Friday, November 28th, 2008Tonight at the Barbary, The Turnaround Vs. Immediate celebrates its one-year anniversary, and to mark the occasion, the first 200 to enter get a CD of their anniversary mixtape (listen to a snippet above and download the mix in part here). If you’ve never been, TVI is one of those great parties that just about [...] Friday, November 28th, 2008Well, Fishtown, you won’t have Avram Hornik to kick around — maybe ever! On the heels of F-town’s noble working poor chanting down his Babylon (read: what would have probably been a very civilized World Cafe Live type venue controversial only to those who relish Fishtown’s ongoing, profound un-worldliness), the restauranteur has pulled out of [...] Wednesday, November 26th, 2008Philebrity will be back on Friday posting almost entirely dumb holiday-related shit. Everybody have a safe holiday, and send us your horror stories on Friday and Monday! Wednesday, November 26th, 2008Gamble & Huff will be on Fresh Air on WHYY today at 3pm to remind baby boomers of a time when, perhaps, the world was not so confusing and awful. Play along with us the Terry Gross drinking game: Do a shot every time Gross makes an awkward sexual reference her guests want no part [...] Wednesday, November 26th, 2008[Ed.: Note, this is yesterday's post, just bumped up top for convenience. Previous comments remain in tact.] Maybe it’s the thought of having to deal with a good portion of the extended family… all Goddamn day. Maybe it’s because you know Grampa doesn’t have too many of these left in him. Maybe it’s because you’re [...] Wednesday, November 26th, 2008Consider it the yin to Groundhog Day’s yang: Out picking up lunch earlier today, we spied our first sighting this season of that perennial Philly street style mystery, The Asshole Wearing Shorts In Sub-50-Degree Weather. Much like its cousin, Jackass Wearing Sweatpants With One Leg Rolled Up, Shorts In The Winter Guy is a living, [...] Wednesday, November 26th, 2008>>>In addition to Santa’s weeks-long crawl across West Philadelphia on the bus (and we hope that he will be just as filthy, drunk, and salmon-eating as Dan Ackroyd in Trading Places), tomorrow SEPTA will bring its Santa Express trains on a collision course to The Gallery, to kick off what every store therein desperately hopes [...] Wednesday, November 26th, 2008It’s cool, Tokio Hotel. God has his reasons. Wednesday, November 26th, 2008Jeff Jarvis is a fairly interesting guy, even if he’s often criticized as jumping on every single new media bandwagon. Former TV critic, founder of Entertainment Weekly, chief drumbeater of blogging and new journalism models for what feels like forever (hey everybody, can we find some other media experts to quote? There must be [...] Wednesday, November 26th, 2008Think the recession isn’t hitting everybody? Think again: We just came across this press release from SEPTAdetailing Santa’s upcoming travel routes through West Philadelphia in the coming weeks. Worst part? It’s going to take him about three weeks to get from 52nd to 60th Street. I know Santa doesn’t like to complain, but on a [...] Wednesday, November 26th, 2008When the history books are written, no doubt there will be some sort of mention of how Ed Rendell didn’t dwell too much on how his horse, Hillary Clinton, didn’t quite make it and how it was pretty big of him to do everything he could to help hammer home a victory for both his [...] Wednesday, November 26th, 2008Before we get to the wishbone today, let us pause and ponder the rich irony of Comcast’s holiday light show thingy that is essentially just a new way of getting people to watch TV (which is kind of offensive when you think about it but whatever) juxtaposed with the fact that even the cable giant [...] Wednesday, November 26th, 2008In the spirit of the nauseating “End of the Year Retrospectives” run on all the news channels, you guys could give out annual awards for “Outstanding Achievements in Douchebaggery”. To the distinguished list comprised of the Oscars, Tonys, and Grammys, add “The Doucheys”. Philebrity readers or writers could suggest nominees, then readers and/or the editors [...] Tuesday, November 25th, 2008The Cutest Boy In The World, Sondre Lerche, plays at World Café Live. We’ve seen him before, and he’s great. You should go. Tuesday, November 25th, 2008Yes, the Philadelphia Thanksgiving Parade is often a hollow sham, an open, festering sore that anyone from New York can rightly pick at any given time, and for once, be totally justified; year in, year out, it’s a fucking shitshow that’s more twisted than the corners of Cathy Gandolfo’s mouth. And on the surface, this [...] | | |