Here’s a little note to gourmands and lovers of WTF and irony alike: There is nothing so strange and beguiling as reading about the Inky’s bankruptcy hearings in the Inky. In fact, if we may paraphrase the Inky’s old sales pitch, it’s best to read it every day. Take today’s amuse-bouche: The federal judge presiding [...]

Owch. Join us next Monday night when we liveblog the first night of Late Night With Jimmy Fallon. Previously: Dept. Of Dystopian Nightmares: In The (Very Immediate) Future, NBC Will Own Black Thought’s Rhymes

· You Heard It Here First: Restaurant Week in Fishtown/Port Richmond/East Kensington · Will The Real El Camino Real Review Please Stand Up? · Readers Write: “Why Does Philly Suck At Bagels?” · And specials, out the wazoo. All this and more — plus the Phoodie Restaurant Guide and Phoodie Calendar on Phoodie.info, the new [...]

>>> Philadelphia’s got nothing but noise for you tonight. Oh, but what a noise it is: It is a deepy, heady sludge — marked by passages of unbearable lightness and relief — aged in the fine basement showplay and abstract truth of no less than two decades of Philly underground music. What am I going [...]

It means nothing, we tell you, nothing.

So, the Spinto Band did one of those Daytrotter Sessions recently, and they recorded a pretty spirited medley of The Foundations’ “Give Me Just A Little More Time” and “The Boys Are Back In Town” by Thin Lizzy — a tall order, and easily two of the greatest songs of the 20th Century. (Don’t look [...]

With the news being so bad all the time, there is more of a need for GOOD NEWS now than any time in recent memory. I mean, you know it’s bad if we’re saying this: We’re complete sociopaths! Fuck yoooooooooooooou! Anyway, we mentioned this in passing this morning, and damned if you didn’t come through. [...]

Talk about a big hunk of bling! Acrylic mirror necklaces have such an unbearable lightness to them that no matter how big they are, they’re nearly weightless. Super shiny and incredibly unique, these beauties will make you president of the Cool Kids in no time. This one in particular is made by Sugar Mafia. You [...]

This is all we’re going to say about this. Well, that, and this: Chris Matthews, we tivo’ed the shit out of this and watched it on a loop for 10 minutes, cackling in delight. We LOVE you, man.

Glenn Kotche (pictured) is a drummer’s drummer — the kind of guy who pulls off high-minded concepts so effortlessly that he kind of accounts for everything annoying that lesser drummers (like, say, the one in your band) do. But that’s not his fault, just like it’s not Jaco Pastorius’ fault for everything that happened to [...]

OK, much to contemplate here: Dead Davidson was in Britny Fox. And we have no idea where the Velvet Lounge was. (Do you?) And, is that — no, it couldn’t be — Helen Leicht intro-ing the band? Gosh. Sometimes we actually miss the 1990s.

As you may know, at 1:05PM, the Phillies will be taking the field in their first spring training game against the Pittsburgh Pirates. Yes, it’s only spring training, but we have missed these Phillies so as the winter has been long and chokey. So here’s the deal: A decent amount of spring training games will [...]

A big part of Joe Biden‘s job as veep, unfortunately, is probably going to wind up being talking to all the dickhurt rubes and racists who still can’t deal with the fact that Barack Obama is President. This is going to be hateful, awful, thankless work to be sure, but as Barry said last night, [...]

Marty Moss-Coane is now in her 46th minute of talking about Facebook. That is all.

Well, hello, Great Depression 2.0 Entertainment! It’s… weird to meet you.

I was going to send this yesterday but decided not too …. but it’s out there now so i’m sure you know. The Philadelphia Museum of Art let go of 30 jobs yesterday. About half of them were unfilled so it meant about 15 people got laid off. I work there, it’s been a sad [...]

Hat tip to The Clog for digging up this clip of a Fat Tuesday of yore. Related, breaking: Six shot along Mardi Gras route. Sigh. Previously: Wishing You Nothing But The Finest Mardi Gras, The Holiday For Assholes

Yes, New Jersey still has a long way to go what with the jughandles and the circles, but on the other hand, you could say the same for us with our Fumos and our leg shots. But every once in a while — late at night when you’re on mushrooms in Cape May, or even [...]

As proudly lapsed Catholics, we can tell you this much: No amount of money is going to make your gays ungayed, your condoms and birth control un-refuted, your God unvengeful (or even in like a fucking slightly good mood), or your unclean cleaned. The Pope just doesn’t roll that way. But still, after being wrecked [...]

It is a smog-grey day in Los Angeles. As the defeated sky gives way to palm trees, the intro to the FM radio classic “Jet” by Wings plays, and we see Bernadette Cuvalo on a rooftop in some forlorn, lonely section of the city. And then, suddenly, everything changes: Color bars flash across the sky, [...]