Remember when Tom DeLonge made music for jackass douchebags? He’s quit that action and found true meaning in life: Aliens. Except now he might be in danger, his phones are tapped, and shit’s all fucked up.
Jack White thinks the hack dipshits posting the fake “Jack White’s Guacamole Recipe” are dipshits. So he wrote them a letter to tell them.
Thom Yorke is making tax-dodging documentaries instead of Radiohead albums. Come on, man. You could’ve headlined the hell out of every festival out there this Summer, and used the warehouses of cash to start your own political party. Think bigger.
Here’s an oddly unsatisfying video of Justin Bieber getting pelted with eggs in his Comedy Central Roast preview. Next time let’s go for the face, people. Stop wasting our time. Need some inspiration? How about his arrests for DUI, reckless driving, terrible skateboarding, crazy racist songs, vandalism, assault, smuggling monkeys, faking a bulge in Calvin Klein ads… and oh yeah, making an unfuckingbelievable shit-ton of money on top of it all?
Afroman punched a woman in the face during a show. He’s a total dick for it, and hitting a girl is never ok, but she was twerking on him during a guitar solo, for Christ’s sake. That’s never going to end well.
Weird Al is going to be the guest editor at MAD Magazine, a first for the company. How the hell has this not happened yet? This is the good kind of stupid.
Moscow’s liberationist punk protest duo Pussy Riot enter the police brutality debate in America with “I Can’t Breathe,” their first English-language song. But why? We’ve got this protest covered, ladies. Your opportunistic ambition is getting ugly. No Americans can name a single song you’ve ever written, and you’re not about to co-opt the most powerful phrase of the year.
Kanye/Beck mashups. You’ve heard them all. Or have you? Arcade Fire’s Win Butler doesn’t think so.
Iggy Azalea talks a world of shit, the world talks back, and she can’t handle it.
