Encounter #54: Je veux te voir. (More Yelle-ing)

You're right, girl, I do take the subway all the time. I don't want know no Hummer. And the only "video pornographique" you get to see me in, girl, is the one we make "ensemble." (Where T-Pain talks money, she talks dirty. Read along! Get big!) --RWK

Encounter #53: À Cause Des Garçons!

Okay, these boys know what's up. And this TEPR remix is the version I like of the song. (Good lookin' out, Melo. This satisfy you?) I'll reiterate: I need to practice my jump style/tecktonik moves. Also, I need some more sneakers. --RWK

What community? # 13: Next level (underage) French jump style dance moves. UPDATED.

The Husky Boys need to work on their moves if they're going to compete with these young'ins. We'd murder them on the court, tho: that's where we throw down on the real. Still, I'm going to work on my jump style. That shit is tight. --RWK [via Willie, again]

UPDATE: an mp3 for the fanatics:
Axwell - I Found U (High Contrast Old Skool Revenge Mix) [Mediafire]

Encounter #52: Her daily routine.

My friend Willie just sent me the link. I think it's best you simply watch this, without me explaining much. All you need to know is this is a short film that played at Slamdance (among other Festivals) about a 60-something grandmother who works as a sex phone operator. She has many voices, and, yes, a dirty mouth. I don't blame you for turning it off but do yourself a favor and try to stick it out. Its length works in its favor, as a matter of fact. But I'll shut up and let you WATCH. --RWK

Sorry to bump Kanye down a spot, but, shit, man.

Encounter #51: Kanye's Flashing Lights

pretty strange actually, good for him
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Encounter #50: Grammy's '88

just standing there alone, half-dancing at some points,
so alive as a performer, ahhh, its really satisfying to watch.
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Encounter #49: Creep into the Red Light Special

Cuz I found out I still had these two on my hard drive. I dig the first one more but, sheeeeeit, "Take a good look" is the first line in the second one. I know: I'm predictable. Who cares? These ladies were pretty sexy once upon a time. --RWK

RE: Encounter 47 (#48) Amy Killed it- This Formula is just too Perfect

about time they performed together, too bad the forum was the Grammys. quite a jacket that is, that is.

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Encounter #47: Your Big Winner, Back From "Rehab" -- UPDATED (TWO THREE TIMES)

I just don't pay attention to music anymore. Or, I don't pay attention to anything but what's currently en vogue among my friend group, like this French Touch/French Club/Italodisco/Aussie Party tip I've been on. How come I never heard this when it came out? It's, like, a big deal, right? How come I only heard it now, after her trip to rehab? Oh well. I salute you, Amy. May you stay crazy, and productive, and clean. (We don't need no more of this.) I'm sure it's been said before but, wait, this girl is white? --RWK

UPDATE: Grammy performance. Dig those dancers, those facial expressions, the 'hive. Don't dig that terrible directing or the sound mix (disregarding the TV quality, those dancer/singers sound mixed way down, and flat). Way to go, girl. Nice horseshoe tat. SECOND UPDATE: First, A better quality Grammy performance. Second, the song that best exemplifies what I dig (what a ton of people dig, I imagine) about her almost-mod, almost-soul, almost-sexy, almost-60s, all-love, all-pathos, all-awesome schtick. THIRD UPDATE: How did I forget the winning speech? Her stunned face is priceless.

Encounter #46: Pony

One among many antecedents to The Dream's "Falsetto." Still, I'm apt to agree with Cam: it's the best. (Also, The Dream wishes he could be this cut, dance this well, and exude one sixteenth the sex appeal that Ginuwine does here, or always.) --RWK

Encounter #45: Falsetto

Universal Music Group has disabled embedding the video on YouTube so I can only link to it. Or simply link to an mp3 for you to download. This isn't too big a problem, though, because The Dream is gross. Somehow the video is still sexy but, surprisingly, it has more to do with the song than with the hot girl in the video. Or, wait. Here's the video after all. So, you tell me: is the video worth it? Or is it, like, way better (sexier) when you're just listening, imagining? I vote for the latter. --RWK

The Odd Couple. April 15th

Encounter #44: Going Nowhere

It's no Beau Travail but it's pretty good, pretty odd, pretty pretty. And, you know, the song is good. That whole fucking album is good. Gonna test it: a top five favorite. Take that, Discovery! Prompted, as expected, by an evening of little productivity on the homework front. Off to bed. --RWK

Encounter #43: Er, Eyelines.

That's The Wire's Snoop staring hard at video/magazine hottie (some say "ho") Angel Lola Luv's knockers. You can't really blame home girl, can you? (Can you fault me for calling Snoop home girl? We play for the same team, so to speak.) I'll believe Angel that those rumors are fake. I want to believe. --RWK [Via]

Encounter #42: Missy Needs You!to Wear some Glasses

New video from the new album, and you! You just might be able to name that shit, so get on it. What would I name it you ask? _Felony Elliot in 3D, son_

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Genius Marketing #6: Versace packaging.

Yup. --RWK

Encounter #41: That defining play.

Good job, son. Probably the only time you'll encounter me promoting (American) football. Oh, yeah, this is cool, and funny, too; wait til the end. --RWK

Encounter #40: I say, "Hello. Hello, how are you?"

I hope I never wind up like Zelmo, but I sure hope I can live as immediately as Zelmo, as anybody in a Cassavetes picture. A Cassavetes "character" isn't really a character, though. Just like Cassavetes himself isn't really an actor, or director, or writer. He's a liver, and a lover. Yes, I'm getting into some hero worship. And, yes, I mean two things when I say "liver" -- he lives a life well (yes, again, present tense) and he drinks a ton of alcohol. For all the fun I had this weekend, I evacuated myself from myself a little too much. My immanence was inhibited. (And yesterday I ate too much meat.) The greatest moments in a Cassavetes picture are those moments of clarity when the booze dries up. Yet, part of the reason I adore Love Streams so much is because, at the end, during that Noah's Ark rainstorm madness, it's finally a liquid version of the previously gaseous (yet, over time, ever more blocky) pictures Cassavetes made. To use my friend's phrase, he exceeds me. He's way too cool. For more proof, here he is talking about what he wants from movies, from directors, from audiences, from life. Too cool. --RWK

Genius Marketing #5 Encounter #39: It's mine

Actually, this one is pretty great, too. It looks pretty fantastic. And Charlie Brown's head popping up behind a water tower made me beam, if not actually chuckle. But, you know, that was nothing compared to that game-winning TD catch. That shit was tight. Not so tight? Eli's mud-thick accent. --RWK

Genius Marketing #4 Encounter #38: A talking stain

Probably the best ad I saw during the Super Bowl. Oh, yeah, the game was awesome. As was all the meat we/Willie grilled. --RWK