<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091357</id><updated>2009-01-06T16:54:56.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sutherland Manifesto Daily Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/atom.xml'/><author><name>su-tang 3000</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05402075107993300262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>550</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091357.post-7733550350623003741</id><published>2009-01-06T16:49:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T16:54:56.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Woes of the 20+ Pound Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/uploaded_images/curty_fat-793461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/uploaded_images/curty_fat-793457.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this kid wants is to crawl. The problem is that his belly is so big that when he gets on all fours, he gets high centered. He keeps moving his arms and legs, but they're not on the ground so he just ends up air-swimming.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/7733550350623003741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8091357&amp;postID=7733550350623003741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/7733550350623003741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/7733550350623003741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/2009/01/woes-of-20-pound-boy.html' title='The Woes of the 20+ Pound Boy'/><author><name>su-tang 3000</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05402075107993300262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091357.post-4236984337471683060</id><published>2008-12-30T14:18:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T13:36:44.783-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paige'/><title type='text'>Paigey's Top Vids of '08 (part II)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_ZSbC09qgLI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_ZSbC09qgLI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_ZSbC09qgLI"&gt;I Are Cute Kitten&lt;/a&gt; - Sure, kittens are cute. But do we have to pretend that if they were to speak in English, they'd use bad grammar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8r23cm7bL9E"&gt;The Ting Tings - Shut Up and Let Me Go&lt;/a&gt; - Sooner or later, Paige is going to learn to use the phrase "shut up." Traci and I are both wondering how we are going to teach her not to say it, when this is one of her favorite songs and she shouts lyrics at the top of her lungs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UjXi6X-moxE"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Laughing&lt;/a&gt; - This is a newcomer to Paige's list of favs. There's not a lot going on here that isn't explained in the title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eAev1ZjE3dI"&gt;Hot Chip - One Pure Thought&lt;/a&gt; - Thank you, Hot Chip, for teaching my daughter to use her leg as a guitar. The chubby band member has also taught Paige some sweet dance moves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/4236984337471683060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8091357&amp;postID=4236984337471683060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/4236984337471683060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/4236984337471683060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/2008/12/paigeys-top-vids-of-08-part-ii.html' title='Paigey&apos;s Top Vids of &apos;08 (part II)'/><author><name>su-tang 3000</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05402075107993300262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091357.post-3987233919979194429</id><published>2008-12-28T22:39:00.026-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T23:03:59.356-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paige'/><title type='text'>Paigey's Top Vids of '08 (part I)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C9F8d4U8jpQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C9F8d4U8jpQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Because I'm a good parent, Paige and I spend a lot of time watching YouTube together. Here's some of her favs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4Yg-CgIwaHs"&gt;Matt &amp;amp; Kim - Yea Yeah&lt;/a&gt; This video's great if you like identifying food items. PAIGE: Oh, there's a banana! Oh, there's a pizza! CRASH!!! Now they're cleaning up! Matt and Kim are great role models, teaching kids you always clean up after having a food fight with friends in food costumes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wrrdlFc9VxQ"&gt;Matt &amp;amp; Kim - Lightspeed&lt;/a&gt; Paige calls this "Clap Clap," for obvious reasons. This is my favorite Matt &amp;amp; Kim song, and somehow after watching the video 18 million times (literally) I still like it. Paige sings along with every word. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C9F8d4U8jpQ"&gt;Nathaniel Rave&lt;/a&gt; Take the dancing kid from Yo Gabba Gabba (via The Soup), mix it with a cat head and BLAMO!!! YouTube gold! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZJNHNTs7Gbs"&gt;Patches the Horse&lt;/a&gt; If there's one thing I know, it's that a talking horse really appeals to a three-year-old. A horse that can fetch a beer from the fridge really appeals to its redneck owners. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MoyaoIxEgQM"&gt;Dancing with Little Einsteins&lt;/a&gt; Paige doesn't like watching videos of the actual Little Einsteins show. She only wants to watch this crappy home video of a restaurant appearance by the mascot version of the characters. She affectionately refers to them as "The 'Steins." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More to come...&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/3987233919979194429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8091357&amp;postID=3987233919979194429' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/3987233919979194429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/3987233919979194429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/2008/12/paigeys-top-vids-of-08-part-i.html' title='Paigey&apos;s Top Vids of &apos;08 (part I)'/><author><name>su-tang 3000</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05402075107993300262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091357.post-1923180948794602714</id><published>2008-12-28T22:05:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T22:07:36.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoy the Off Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://assets.espn.go.com/photo/2008/1228/nfl_a_tomlinson02_412.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a lifetime Denver Broncos fan (go ahead and scoff), I should feel saddened by the team missing the playoffs. Instead, I'm just amazed by the year of utter suckiness. So incredibly sucky. &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/1923180948794602714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8091357&amp;postID=1923180948794602714' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/1923180948794602714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/1923180948794602714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/2008/12/enjoy-off-season.html' title='Enjoy the Off Season'/><author><name>su-tang 3000</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05402075107993300262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091357.post-6932801037904730788</id><published>2008-12-27T21:58:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T22:22:14.716-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><title type='text'>Review: She &amp; Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/26290000/26297362.jpg" /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;She &amp;amp; Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Volume I&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I fell in love with Zooey Deschanel the second I heard her sing “Baby it’s Cold Outside” in the movie Elf. Who knew a few years later she’d team up with M. Ward, record a bunch of songs she’d been hiding under her bed and become an indie sensation?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Volume I” is a strange blend of everything from ‘50s country to ‘70s pop. “I Was Made for You” wouldn’t be out of place on the “Grease” soundtrack, “Got Me” is classic Nashville, and “I Thought I Saw&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Your Face Today” is reminiscent of The Carpenters. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Deschanel’s voice is gorgeous, her lyrics are simple, and Ward’s accompaniment is refrained. This album certainly isn’t for everyone, but it’s a rare album that may appeal as much to indie hipsters as their great grandmothers. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; It's a pleasant enough listen--and will appeal to both indie hipsters &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; their great grandmothers--but overall, it's just a bit boring for me. Nevertheless, I can't get enough of "Sentimental Heart." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://awmusic.ca/files/She%20and%20Him%20-%20Sentimental%20Heart.mp3"&gt;Sentimental Heart&lt;/a&gt; [MP3]&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/6932801037904730788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8091357&amp;postID=6932801037904730788' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/6932801037904730788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/6932801037904730788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/2008/12/review-she-him.html' title='Review: She &amp; Him'/><author><name>su-tang 3000</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05402075107993300262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091357.post-2604273710662340853</id><published>2008-12-24T11:55:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T22:41:05.275-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><title type='text'>Best Music of 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;I casually mentioned I was making my best of '08 music list and my sister-and-law immediately shouted "Chris Brown! Chris Brown!" Though Chris Brown didn't actually release in a new album in 2008, I got the point. You like what you like. Here are the new albums that were in heavy rotation in my car this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/33160000/33165306.jpg" align="left" hspace="5" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;The Streets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is Borrowed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;After 2006's crap-tacular release, "The Hardest Way to Make an Easy Living," my confidence in The Streets was shaken a bit. Oh, me of little faith. Mike Skinner totally redeemed himself. "Everything is Borrowed" is a great comeback.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;img src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/26600000/26607713.jpg" align="left" hspace="5" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Does It Offend You, Yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;You Have No Idea What You're Getting Yourself Into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;When I checked out the band, I thought I was just going to get some spastic dance music. The band with the horrible name certainly delivered on that front, but also squeezed in the best neo-new wave track of the year, "Dawn of the Dead."&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;img src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/26700000/26702518.jpg" align="left" hspace="5" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Millencolin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Machine 15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even punks have to grow up sometime. These Swedes are aging gracefully, slowing things down a bit without losing too much steam. "Vicious Cycle" is one of the best songs in the band's catalog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/30200000/30200575.jpg" align="left" hspace="5" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;The Academy Is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Fast Times at Barrington High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Looking at these skinny boys in their v-neck tees and tight girl jeans makes me throw up in my mouth a little. But "Fast Times at Barrington High" is a pure pop delight. I just close my eyes, think about relaxed-fit jeans, and enjoy the music. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;img src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/28880000/28889388.jpg" align="left" hspace="5" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Matt Pryor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confidence Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Get Up Kids and New Amsterdams leader Matt Pryor sure knows how to make a beautiful solo album. The line "You don't have to worry/Baby, I'm your confidence man" has been stuck in my head for five months. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/33610000/33611192.jpg" align="left" hspace="5" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Kanye West&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;808s and Heartbreak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hands down the best not-really-hip-hop, hip hop record of the year. Kanye makes a bold move by trading big samples for small production and lots of auto-tuned singing. It's a love it or hate it affair. I choose the former.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/26770000/26773211.jpg" align="left" hspace="5" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tokyo Police Club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elephant Shell&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love those fuzzy bassline and bouncy beats. This band was a joyous new discovery for me this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/2604273710662340853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8091357&amp;postID=2604273710662340853' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/2604273710662340853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/2604273710662340853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/2008/12/best-music-of-2008.html' title='Best Music of 2008'/><author><name>su-tang 3000</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05402075107993300262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091357.post-8983970960420557104</id><published>2008-12-16T22:26:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T13:24:35.760-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mormon'/><title type='text'>Even Better than the Jonas Brothers' Hair</title><content type='html'>We went to the holiday sing-in at Energy Solutions Arena last night with our friends the Bawdens. We were standing in line for our free hotdogs when Janeen leaned over to me and said, "Is that Shawn Bradley?" When I turned my head, I noticed I was looking right at a navel. Whose navel? Seven-foot-six-inch &lt;a href="http://www.nba.com/playerfile/shawn_bradley/index.html"&gt;Shawn Bradley&lt;/a&gt;'s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kK2QxSiL4ZM/Rcv5hU7_3BI/AAAAAAAACLE/V6ijUllm2u4/s320/AAB+ShawnBradley02.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kK2QxSiL4ZM/Rcv5hU7_3BI/AAAAAAAACLE/V6ijUllm2u4/s320/AAB+ShawnBradley02.bmp" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As we sat there eating our hotdogs, we were of course excitedly talking about our celebrity sighting. That's when something even more exciting happened. "Guys, where'd you get the ketchup?" What? Shawn Bradley is talking to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;us&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brett kept his cool and said calmly, "Right over there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawn Bradley: "Thanks."&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;According to &lt;a href="http://tallestbasketballplayers2.blogspot.com/"&gt;this site&lt;/a&gt;, Shawn Bradley is also known as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Stormin' Mormon," "The Deathstick," "Missionary Impossible," "The Mormon Mantis," "The Praying Mantis," and "Siggi."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to choose a favorite, but I think I'm going to have to go with "The Deathstick."</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/8983970960420557104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8091357&amp;postID=8983970960420557104' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/8983970960420557104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/8983970960420557104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/2008/12/even-better-than-jonas-brothers-hair.html' title='Even Better than the Jonas Brothers&apos; Hair'/><author><name>su-tang 3000</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05402075107993300262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kK2QxSiL4ZM/Rcv5hU7_3BI/AAAAAAAACLE/V6ijUllm2u4/s72-c/AAB+ShawnBradley02.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091357.post-3911756972349616491</id><published>2008-12-16T22:13:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T12:40:20.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And That's How I Saved Christmas</title><content type='html'>We didn't put Christmas lights up last year. We'd only been in our house for a few months and things were still pretty out of sorts. I don't know what everyone else's excuse was--not one person on our street put up lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I braved the cold to adorn our little house with a single strand of color lights. (Classy in its simplicity, I say.) Within a week or so, our next door neighbors put up lights, followed by the folks across the street. It's a regular Christmas town around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty I was the motivating factor for this Christmas miracle. Traci doesn't seem convinced.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/3911756972349616491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8091357&amp;postID=3911756972349616491' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/3911756972349616491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/3911756972349616491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/2008/12/and-thats-how-i-saved-christmas.html' title='And That&apos;s How I Saved Christmas'/><author><name>su-tang 3000</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05402075107993300262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091357.post-8168749548621958592</id><published>2008-12-11T12:44:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T13:04:14.661-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>DVD Review: Bazan Alone at the Mic</title><content type='html'>It's no secret that I heart Pedro the Lion and Pedro The Lion-related projects (I've written about it at least &lt;a href="http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/2006/01/pedro-lion-breaks-up.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/2005/03/dry-your-eyes-mate.html"&gt;here,&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/Pedro%20the%20Lion%20Live.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/2004/12/what-uneventful-year.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/2007/12/new-music.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/reviews_july.htm#headphones"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;). So I was pretty excited about David Bazan's new DVD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://davidbazan.com/wp-content/uploads/bazan-dvd-cover-final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 250px;" src="http://davidbazan.com/wp-content/uploads/bazan-dvd-cover-final.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;avi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;d&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; Bazan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="nfakPe"&gt;Alone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="nfakPe"&gt;at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="nfakPe"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="nfakPe"&gt;Mic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;To tide fans over until his first full-length solo release, former Pedro &lt;span class="nfakPe"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; Lion leader David Bazan offers up an intimate live collection of songs spanning his 11-year career.  It is impossible not to be drawn in by &lt;span class="nfakPe"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; tales of conflict, betrayal, and waning faith. Backed by just a piano, electric, or acoustic guitar, Bazan shows he is just as talented a singer as he is a storyteller.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Between songs, Bazan fields questions about songwriting, touring, and cutting ties with his Evangelical Christian background. Though he is no stranger to such questions--&lt;span class="nfakPe"&gt;at&lt;/span&gt; nearly every performance he allows &lt;span class="nfakPe"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; audience to ask him anything they want--on camera he seems a bit shy. He brushes by a question about his changing views on religion and, when asked when he'll finally write a long song, he insists that his tragic tune "Slow Car Crash" technically qualifies.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="nfakPe"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; performances are amazing. Pedro &lt;span class="nfakPe"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; Lion classics "1976" and "When They Really Get to Know You" are as beautiful as expected, but &lt;span class="nfakPe"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; real surprise is &lt;span class="nfakPe"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; piano version of &lt;span class="nfakPe"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; Headphones song "Never Wanted To."  &lt;span class="nfakPe"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; heartbreaking "Please Baby Please," from Bazan's upcoming album, show there is still plenty to look forward to.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.davidbazan.com/" target="_blank"&gt;www.davidbazan.com&lt;/a&gt;. $13.99 + shipping.&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/8168749548621958592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8091357&amp;postID=8168749548621958592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/8168749548621958592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/8168749548621958592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/2008/12/dvd-review-bazan-alone-at-mic.html' title='DVD Review: Bazan Alone at the Mic'/><author><name>su-tang 3000</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05402075107993300262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091357.post-4783493969828057275</id><published>2008-12-11T10:06:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:14:18.322-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>DVD Review: The Up Beat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://theupbeatmovie.com/images/logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 92px;" src="http://theupbeatmovie.com/images/logo.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a ska fan ever since I went to my first Stretch Armstrong show at UVSC when I was 14. By the time I was 17, we'd morphed our grunge band, The Twelfth of Never, into the ska band Left Foot Forward. Thus making us one of the 8 million high school ska bands at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Local dude Brandon Smith recently made a documentary of Utah ska's golden age. Buy a copy or come over to my house and we can watch it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a review I wrote for &lt;a href="http://www.inthisweek.com"&gt;IN&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Up Beat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If you grew up in Utah in the '90s, whether you'll now admit it or not, you likely spent at least one weekend skanking in Provo. Thanks to the combination of great local bands, great promotion, and a lot of high school and college kids with nothing better to do, Utah was once the ska music mecca. Lest we forget, Salt Lake City filmmaker (and trombonist for the Upstarts) Brandon Smith, gives documentary treatment to the scene's heyday.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The Up Beat follows the history of ska from its roots in Jamaica to its export to England, as told by pivotal players Toots Hibbert of the Maytals and Buster Bloodvessel of Bad Manners. From there, the genre eventually made it to the States, with Utah at the forefront in the movement.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Local bands like Swim Herschel Swim and Stretch Armstrong weigh in on how they helped make Utah one of the largest ska scenes in the country. Corey Fox, owner of the Velour club in Provo, comments that at the height of it all, Stretch Armstrong played a CD release show to a crowd of more than 2,000 and every national ska act made Utah a touring destination. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Though the scene peaked in the late '90s, this film helps the memory live on for anyone who has a soft spot in their heart for a good horn section or just wants an excuse to bust out those two-toned shoes. &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theupbeatmovie.com/" target="_blank"&gt;www.theupbeatmovie.com&lt;/a&gt;. $12 + shipping.&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/4783493969828057275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8091357&amp;postID=4783493969828057275' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/4783493969828057275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/4783493969828057275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/2008/12/dvd-review-up-beat.html' title='DVD Review: The Up Beat'/><author><name>su-tang 3000</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05402075107993300262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091357.post-4253642430756446153</id><published>2008-12-11T08:48:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:53:39.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Up Down Up Down Circle Circle Rinse</title><content type='html'>I was stopped at a red light this morning on my way into work. I noticed that in the car ahead of me, the dude's head suddenly started bobbing side to side really quickly. This wasn't a rockin-to-the-beat type motion (unless the beat was sideways). Was he having a seizure? I watch a lot of House and Grey's Anatomy so I figured I could probably save him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon closer inspection, I discovered he was brushing his teeth. Well, that's all fine and good. But one question remains. What was he going to do with all that spit?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/4253642430756446153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8091357&amp;postID=4253642430756446153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/4253642430756446153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/4253642430756446153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/2008/12/up-down-up-down-circle-circle-rinse.html' title='Up Down Up Down Circle Circle Rinse'/><author><name>su-tang 3000</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05402075107993300262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091357.post-6282559886814811296</id><published>2008-12-08T13:20:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:25:21.686-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MP3'/><title type='text'>Review: The Killers Day &amp; Age</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/34080000/34089909.jpg" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The &lt;span class="nfakPe"&gt;Killers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Day &amp;amp; Age&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;On the album's lead single, "Human," Brandon Flowers asks life's most pressing question, "Are we human/Or are we dancer?" I'm pretty sure the &lt;span class="nfakPe"&gt;Killers&lt;/span&gt; are both. Their beloved first album, "Hot Fuss," was definitely dancer, with all of its bubbly '80s synths. Their generally behated (except my me) second album, "Sam's Town," tried to be human, in a we-think-we're-Bruce-&lt;wbr&gt;Springsteen sort of way. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;On "Day &amp;amp; Age," the Las Vegas quartet tries to strike a balance between the two. While the songs definitely skew dance-y, they are less produced and calculated than their debut. This works marvelously on the first three tracks, but is then absolutely derailed by the hideous "Joy Ride" and its accompanying saxophone solo. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;The rest of the record is pretty uneven. While "The World We Live In" is quite endearing, "This is Your Life" sounds like an outtake from the Peter Gabriel catalog, and that awful saxophone reappears in "I Can't Stay." Equal parts hit and miss, "Day &amp;amp; Age" shows the poor &lt;span class="nfakPe"&gt;Killers&lt;/span&gt; are still trying to figure out who they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whaleinacubicle.com/files/TheKillers_Spaceman.mp3"&gt;The Killers - Spaceman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt; [MP3]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For fans of:&lt;/span&gt; The Bravery, Hot Hot Heat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating:&lt;/span&gt; 2.5 of 4&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/6282559886814811296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8091357&amp;postID=6282559886814811296' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/6282559886814811296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/6282559886814811296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/2008/12/review-killers-day-age.html' title='Review: The Killers Day &amp; Age'/><author><name>su-tang 3000</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05402075107993300262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091357.post-7276373264343526654</id><published>2008-12-05T11:17:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T22:47:19.492-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paige'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pics'/><title type='text'>Celebrity Sighting: The Jonas Brothers' Hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/uploaded_images/Picture-434-758917.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/uploaded_images/Picture-434-758445.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Outside of the Winnie the Pooh ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disneyland must have been a success because about every other day Paige will say, "Was that fun to go to Disneyland?" (She only speaks in question form.) Then she'll rattle off every ride that we went on and every Disney character we met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These reminders made me realize that I neglected to write about the most exciting part of our trip--seeing the Jonas Brothers' hair. Yep, those big-haired, teen faux rockers were recording their Disney Christmas special while we were there. The crowd of 12-year-old girls was so big and shriek-y that I could only get close enough to see her hair. But that's all I needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looked a bit like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/uploaded_images/jonas_hair-737714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 56px;" src="http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/uploaded_images/jonas_hair-737706.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, as an added bonus, we later got trapped in a foot-traffic jam thanks to a Corbin Bleu performance. I saw his hair as well.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/7276373264343526654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8091357&amp;postID=7276373264343526654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/7276373264343526654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/7276373264343526654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/2008/12/outside-of-winnie-pooh-ride-disneyland.html' title='Celebrity Sighting: The Jonas Brothers&apos; Hair'/><author><name>su-tang 3000</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05402075107993300262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091357.post-523305642756694207</id><published>2008-12-02T10:55:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T10:58:00.267-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MP3'/><title type='text'>Review: Kanye West 808s &amp; Heartbreak</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://thetapeisnotsticky.com/uploads/2008/11/775359.jpg" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kanye West&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;808s and Heartbreak&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Kanye West has a big mouth, a big ego, and has always wanted to be bigger than hip hop itself. With his fourth album, he finally transcends the genre, ironically enough, by keeping things small. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;"808s and Heartbreak" is the rap equivalent of an acoustic rock album. There are no "Gold Digger"-esque samples here, no "Jesus Walks" grandiosity. Just tribal 808 drum machine beats, auto-tuned vocals and poor Kanye's broken heart. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;It works beautifully. West trades bravado for insecurity, and money-makin' for personal loss. The majority of the tracks are incredibly somber, including album opener "Say You Will" and closer "Coldest Winter." For a hint of variety, Kanye throws in a couple of upbeat (yet still lo-fi) numbers, including the string-driven "RoboCop" and very French-dance-club "Paranoid." Nearly every track is a winner, especially "Heartless" and "Street Lights." This is definitely one of the best records of the year.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://thetapeisnotsticky.com/uploads/2008/11/08-street-lights-1.mp3"&gt;Street Lights&lt;/a&gt; [MP3]&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For fans of&lt;/span&gt;: Lupe Fiasco, Bloc Party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating:&lt;/span&gt; 3.5 of 4&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/523305642756694207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8091357&amp;postID=523305642756694207' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/523305642756694207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/523305642756694207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/2008/12/review-kanye-west-808s-heartbreak.html' title='Review: Kanye West 808s &amp; Heartbreak'/><author><name>su-tang 3000</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05402075107993300262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091357.post-2185732136663447647</id><published>2008-12-02T10:36:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T10:41:46.097-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><title type='text'>Review: Guns n' Roses Chinese Democracy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/uploaded_images/chinese-775488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/uploaded_images/chinese-775483.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Guns n' Roses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="nfakPe"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; Democracy&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It really happened. . It just took 17 years—or the entire life of a high school senior—for "&lt;span class="nfakPe"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; Democracy" to finally make it to the shelves. The big question is 'was it worth it the wait?'&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Those who love(d) Guns n' Roses for all of its complementary parts—Slash's blazing solos, Izzy's blues, Duff's basslines—will likely be disappointed. But those who love Axl Rose and his megalomania get everything they could hope for. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;There is nothing organic about this album. It is filled with millions of guitar parts, billions of vocal tracks, strings, synths, and production credits longer than most feature films. Each track is a mini-opera, stuffed with all of Rose's tricks--the low voice, the falsetto voice, the guitar solo, the big climax. But in spite of all of the drama, they are just rock songs. Axl Rose is a crazy, reclusive perfectionist who spent $13 millio n dollars and more than a decade recording just 14 songs. But he still rocks. Does anything else matter?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;For fans of: Axl Rose&lt;br /&gt;Rating: 3 of 4&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/2185732136663447647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8091357&amp;postID=2185732136663447647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/2185732136663447647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/2185732136663447647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/2008/12/review-guns-n-roses-chinese-democracy.html' title='Review: Guns n&apos; Roses Chinese Democracy'/><author><name>su-tang 3000</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05402075107993300262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091357.post-63952627174989287</id><published>2008-12-01T13:23:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:27:53.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Famous?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/uploaded_images/in_christmas-714862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/uploaded_images/in_christmas-714775.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[click for larger view]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all of the writing I do, I sure never get my picture in the paper. This last month, however, everything's been turning up Milhouse. I got to submit my Christmas list to &lt;a href="http://www.inthisweek.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;IN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (accompanied by a lovely self portrait) and there was a really fuzzy picture of me pretended to walk on the trail behind the SelectHealth building in &lt;a href="http://utahbusiness.com"&gt;Utah Business Magazine&lt;/a&gt;. (Pretty lousy for a guy who's been writing for the magazine for three years.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I'm pretty much a big deal.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/63952627174989287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8091357&amp;postID=63952627174989287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/63952627174989287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/63952627174989287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/2008/12/famous.html' title='Famous?!'/><author><name>su-tang 3000</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05402075107993300262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091357.post-4790184427712697350</id><published>2008-11-25T16:50:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T17:03:49.804-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><title type='text'>Review: Candlebox Into the Sun</title><content type='html'>Candlebox was kind of bunch of grunge imposters in the early '90s. They didn't move to Seattle until well after grunge was becoming "the thing" and they were really more of a hair metal band at heart. That said, their first album sure was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even know they were still together, but I recently ran into their new album. I wrote up this little review for this week's issue of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.inthisweek.com/"&gt;IN&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/28740000/28743167.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Candle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nto t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;e Sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You know what's been missing from 2008? Nineties rock. Luckily &lt;span class="nfakPe"&gt;Candlebox&lt;/span&gt;, ever the opportunists, have reunited to fill the void. Eight years after their disbandment, the second-wave grungers are back with their forth studio album.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;"Into the Sun" begins with the same reverb-y riffs that made the band popular in 1993. Unfortunately, the hooky choruses that helped the band stand out are noticeably absent. Singer Kevin Martin's arena-sized voice works best on the album's closing three tracks. The bluesy ballad "Breathe Me In" builds slowly before kicking into high gear and allowing Martin's vocals to soar, "Lover – Come Back to Me" is enjoyable despite its cheesy lyrics, and "Consider Us" is a heartfelt ending to the record.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Though this is no return to form, it should be enough to tide you over until you dig out your old Soundgarden CDs.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;For fans of: Bush, Fuel&lt;br /&gt;Rating: 2.5 of 4&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/4790184427712697350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8091357&amp;postID=4790184427712697350' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/4790184427712697350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/4790184427712697350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/2008/11/review-candlebox-into-sun.html' title='Review: Candlebox Into the Sun'/><author><name>su-tang 3000</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05402075107993300262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091357.post-6940398146785289128</id><published>2008-11-25T15:59:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T16:53:21.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-Disney Letdown</title><content type='html'>After returning from our little trip to &lt;a href="http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/2008/11/happiest-place-on-earth-sure-made-me.html"&gt;Disneyland&lt;/a&gt;, we headed over to Traci's parents' houses to pick up Curtis. Traci's family was still at church so we hung out and waited for them. When we opened the garage door we saw that Traci's mom Cathie  had a new Nissan Murano, a pretty sweet ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Cathie showed up, Traci congratulated her on the new car, but she didn't say much about it. A minute or two later, Cathie walked over to her and said, "Dad got you something while you were gone," and dangled a pair of keys over Traci's head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart stopped for a minute. Did Traci's parents really buy her that car? She &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; the golden child, but really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Not really . We had left our car at their house while we were out of town. Our car key is broken and no longer hooks onto a key ring. Traci's dad got new copies made for us. No new Murano, but still a nice gesture.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/6940398146785289128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8091357&amp;postID=6940398146785289128' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/6940398146785289128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/6940398146785289128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/2008/11/post-disney-letdown.html' title='Post-Disney Letdown'/><author><name>su-tang 3000</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05402075107993300262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091357.post-8561876349416442513</id><published>2008-11-19T11:52:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T11:56:35.752-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heard It on the Internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MP3'/><title type='text'>Heard It on the Internet: The Killers - Human (Ocelot Remix)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2RFwEiNYd0/SSAb07LVW6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/m0mirhwAQ_E/s400/the_killers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That wife of mine sure hates the Killers. She hates Brandon Flowers. She hates "Human." And she really hates the line "Are we human/Or are we dancer?" I'm pretty found of the band. I like the new song. And I really like robots. All of those things combined make this remix great for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://werunfl.com/Penned/MP3/Melissa/The%20Killers%20-%20Human%20%28Ocelot%20Remix%29.mp3"&gt;The Killers - Human (Ocelot Remix)&lt;/a&gt; [MP3]</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/8561876349416442513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8091357&amp;postID=8561876349416442513' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/8561876349416442513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/8561876349416442513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/2008/11/heard-it-on-internet-killers-human.html' title='Heard It on the Internet: The Killers - Human (Ocelot Remix)'/><author><name>su-tang 3000</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05402075107993300262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2RFwEiNYd0/SSAb07LVW6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/m0mirhwAQ_E/s72-c/the_killers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091357.post-35365553021162116</id><published>2008-11-19T11:10:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T11:19:52.941-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><title type='text'>Review: David Archuleta</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51JNQoExQLL._SL500_AA240_.jpg" align="left" hspace="10" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;David Archuleta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;S/T&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It's not easy to take an American Idol winner and make them into a believable recording artist, especially when you're working with a little Muppet like Utah's own David Archuleta. Surprisingly enough, Archuleta's first album isn't half bad.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Fortunately, the producers don't try to push Davey too far out of his comfort zone. The tracks alternate between mid-tempo bubble gum pop numbers and ballads and the lyrics never stray from PG-rated boy-meets-girl fare. While the pop numbers work well, including the album's first single "Crush" and "Touch My Hand," the ballads are real snoozers. The worst is the sleepy "You Can," where the 17-year-old ends up sounding like John Denver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The album closes with a straightforward cover of Robbie Williams' "Angels." Though it was the safe bet, it sure would have been more fun to hear Archuleta take a shot at "Rock DJ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For fans of: Clay Aiken, Elliot Yamin&lt;br /&gt;Rating: 2 of 4&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On a related note, I now wake up to classical music. No matter what station I put the alarm to, I always ended up waking up to "Crush." What a horrible way to start a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yff9nCctMkg"&gt;David Archuleta - Crush&lt;/a&gt; [YouTube]&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/35365553021162116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8091357&amp;postID=35365553021162116' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/35365553021162116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/35365553021162116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/2008/11/review-david-archuleta.html' title='Review: David Archuleta'/><author><name>su-tang 3000</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05402075107993300262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091357.post-1977448378245257645</id><published>2008-11-19T09:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T10:02:38.250-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heard It on the Internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MP3'/><title type='text'>Heard It on the Internet: Jesus Walks D'NB REMIX</title><content type='html'>I decided this morning that I needed to listen to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jesus Walks&lt;/span&gt; this morning, but didn't have it on my iPod. I found a very cool drum 'n bass version by DJ Zinc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/6/18/1965818/Kanye%20West-Jesus%20Walks%20Dj%20Zinc%20DrumBass%20remix.mp3"&gt;Kanye West - Jesus Walks (DJ Zinc D'N B Mix)&lt;/a&gt; [Mp3]</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/1977448378245257645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8091357&amp;postID=1977448378245257645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/1977448378245257645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/1977448378245257645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/2008/11/heard-it-on-internet-jesus-walks-dnb.html' title='Heard It on the Internet: Jesus Walks D&apos;NB REMIX'/><author><name>su-tang 3000</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05402075107993300262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091357.post-5103446896896950996</id><published>2008-11-13T22:21:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:33:46.772-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paige'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pics'/><title type='text'>The Happiest Place on Earth Sure Made Me Tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/uploaded_images/minnie-775764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/uploaded_images/minnie-775748.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minnie is so photogenic. Paige is pretty cute, too. Surprisingly, I don't have too much to say about our Disneyland adventure. It was a 50/50 tossup of whether it would be the best trip ever or the worst four days of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, it skewed much more toward the former. It took Paige a little bit to get used to the idea of going on rides but once she caught on, she couldn't have been happier. Meeting Minnie was a definite highlight for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got ready to leave for the airport I said, "Come on, Paige, let's go get on the airplane."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, how 'bout go to Disneyland?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, we need to go home and see Curtis."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How 'bout see Mickey?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How 'bout yes?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess she had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we made it to the airport, her fun meter had run out. Trying to persuade her to keep walking to the security check, I said, "Come on, Paige, we need to go to the line?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"See a lion? Okay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No. We need to go to that liiine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where's the lion?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrrgh.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/5103446896896950996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8091357&amp;postID=5103446896896950996' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/5103446896896950996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/5103446896896950996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/2008/11/happiest-place-on-earth-sure-made-me.html' title='The Happiest Place on Earth Sure Made Me Tired'/><author><name>su-tang 3000</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05402075107993300262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091357.post-5181171595644366434</id><published>2008-11-12T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T23:33:05.554-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><title type='text'>The Streets Everything is Borrowed</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j8BHL5SWX0Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j8BHL5SWX0Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Streets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is Borrowed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There couldn't be a more unlikely rap star. Mike Skinner, aka The Streets is skinny, white, and extremely British. With the release of his 2002 debut album, however, the London suburbanite gave hip hop an entirely new—and decidedly squeakier—voice. (You know a guy's good when he can rhyme about having tea with his mum and still make it interesting.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the disappointing 2006 "The Hardest Way to Make an Easy Living," Skinner is back on track with his fourth album. The childish humor of past records has largely given way to reflection, but Skinner shows his wit is a sharp as ever when he sings "I want to go to heaven for the weather/But hell for the company." Though the usual off-key singing remains, the songs are more restrained and have a definite world-weary vibe. The simplest tracks are the best, including the guitar vamp "The Way of the Dodo" and the soft-hearted title track. Even the super sappy "The Strongest Person I Know" comes off as lovable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: 3.5 of 4&lt;br /&gt;For fans of: MIA, The Futureheads</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/5181171595644366434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8091357&amp;postID=5181171595644366434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/5181171595644366434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/5181171595644366434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/2008/11/streets-everything-is-borrowed.html' title='The Streets Everything is Borrowed'/><author><name>su-tang 3000</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05402075107993300262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091357.post-2685313468271195770</id><published>2008-11-12T23:23:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T23:29:43.051-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><title type='text'>Okkervil River The Stand Ins</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZKmZRO8XzyY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZKmZRO8XzyY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="nfakPe"&gt;Okkervil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;span class="nfakPe"&gt;River&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;The Stand Ins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For whatever reason, I have avoided &lt;span class="nfakPe"&gt;Okkervil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="nfakPe"&gt;River&lt;/span&gt; for the past few years. When I heard "Lost Coastlines," with its banjo accents, mariachi trumpets, and Jonathan Meiburg's baritone croon, I had to the give the band a second chance.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;Though the majority of the album is not as light-hearted as "Lost Coastlines," the downtrodden tracks are equally as enjoyable. "Blue Tulip" is a lovely slowburner and "Bruce Wayne Campbell" perfectly fills every second of the six minute track. "Calling and Not Calling My Ex" and "Pop Lie" are standouts as well.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;So I'm now a converted Okkervil fan and am currently going through their back catalog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rating: 3.5 of 4&lt;br /&gt;For fans of: The National&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/2685313468271195770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8091357&amp;postID=2685313468271195770' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/2685313468271195770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/2685313468271195770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/2008/11/okkervil-river-stand-ins.html' title='Okkervil River The Stand Ins'/><author><name>su-tang 3000</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05402075107993300262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091357.post-2183439076900773576</id><published>2008-11-12T23:15:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T23:20:55.275-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paige'/><title type='text'>Toilet Troubles</title><content type='html'>Potty training is not going well at all. But it's not without it's humor. We bought a Dora the Explorer seat that fits over the regular toilet seat, hoping it would help the process. It didn't, despite the fact that Paige loves it. The other day she picked up the Dora seat, put her face in the hole, looked at me and said, smiling, "I seeee you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a similar note, when Paige was in the tub today she discovered that there's a very funny way to make bubbles in the water.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/2183439076900773576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8091357&amp;postID=2183439076900773576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/2183439076900773576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8091357/posts/default/2183439076900773576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.sutherlandmanifesto.com/blog/2008/11/toilet-troubles.html' title='Toilet Troubles'/><author><name>su-tang 3000</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05402075107993300262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>