Gang of Five

Today we are going to learn about the Strokes. We are going to learn who the Strokes are—or at least who they are supposed to be. But this will not be easy: There will be holes. There will be misdirection. And it will be up to you to fill in the gaps.
Today we are going to learn about the Strokes. We are going to learn who the Strokes are—or at least who they are supposed to be. But this will not be easy: There will be holes. There will be misdirection. And it will be up to you to fill in the gaps.

Today we are going to learn about the Strokes. We are going to learn who the Strokes are—or at least who they are supposed to be. But this will not be easy: There will be holes. There will be misdirection. And it will be up to you to fill in the gaps.

Spike TV

Before he was the acclaimed director of the mind-bending comedies Being John Malkovich and Adaptation, Spike Jonze was the acclaimed director of mind-blowing videos for such artists as Weezer, Bjork, and Fatboy Slim. A new DVD, The Work of Director Spike Jonze, due out this month, crams 16 of his videos into a single disc but offers no commentary from the 34-year-old boy genius himself. To make up for this omission, Jonze provided us with his thoughts and reflections on some of his early efforts--and then commented on his own commentary.

Brody to the Max

For the Distillers, life on the road isn't all about gulping moonshine, kicking fans in the head, and slapping one another silly. There's also barfing, pissing in public, and passing out. To promote their brand-new third album, Coral Fang, the L.A. punk rockers joined the traveling circus that is Lollapalooza. Here's what went down, straight from the band themselves

JULY 5: INDIANAPOLIS

Artists to Watch: Obie Trice

Unless you skipped dinner, you probably didn't see Detroit native Obie Trice on this summer's Rock the Mic tour--Eminem's latest protege opened the shows at 6:30 P.M. "It's either this or the 'hood," says former drug dealer Trice, stoically, minutes before his ten-minute set in Baltimore. Most people in the arena are still looking for their seats, but Trice, 25, hits the stage hard, barking his CD's release date every 20 seconds. After watching labelmate 50 Cent's album explode, he's ready. "It's time to go," he says. "It's my time."
Unless you skipped dinner, you probably didn't see Detroit native Obie Trice on this summer's Rock the Mic tour--Eminem's latest protege opened the shows at 6:30 P.M. "It's either this or the 'hood," says former drug dealer Trice, stoically, minutes before his ten-minute set in Baltimore. Most people in the arena are still looking for their seats, but Trice, 25, hits the stage hard, barking his CD's release date every 20 seconds. After watching labelmate 50 Cent's album explode, he's ready. "It's time to go," he says. "It's my time."

Intimate Portrait: Triumph the Insult Comic Dog

Triumph the Insult Comic Dog has appeared on Late Night With Conan O'Brien, Hollywood Squares, and, infamously, on past MTV Video Music Awards, where he begged to sniff J.Lo's butt and nearly came to blows with Eminem. This month, the trash-talking rubber puppet (voiced by Saturday Night Live writer Robert Smigel) releases his debut CD, Come Poop With Me, which features such ditties as "Underage Bichon" and "Lick Myself." We took him out to a nearby dog run and got the straight poop.
Triumph the Insult Comic Dog has appeared on Late Night With Conan O'Brien, Hollywood Squares, and, infamously, on past MTV Video Music Awards, where he begged to sniff J.Lo's butt and nearly came to blows with Eminem. This month, the trash-talking rubber puppet (voiced by Saturday Night Live writer Robert Smigel) releases his debut CD, Come Poop With Me, which features such ditties as "Underage Bichon" and "Lick Myself." We took him out to a nearby dog run and got the straight poop.

For Those About to "Rock"

It's all about context. Genuine Jersey Shore hair-metal bands are kind of sad. But a group of New York City wiseacres pretending to be a Jersey Shore hair-metal band? That's comedy gold. Or at least comedy bronze. In August, Satanicide--whose over-the-top songs and dim-witted stage demeanor flawlessly evoke heavy metal's heyday--opened for Mr. Brownstone, a Guns N' Roses cover band, at Manhattan's Tribeca Rock Club. Here's how they rocked.
It's all about context. Genuine Jersey Shore hair-metal bands are kind of sad. But a group of New York City wiseacres pretending to be a Jersey Shore hair-metal band? That's comedy gold. Or at least comedy bronze. In August, Satanicide--whose over-the-top songs and dim-witted stage demeanor flawlessly evoke heavy metal's heyday--opened for Mr. Brownstone, a Guns N' Roses cover band, at Manhattan's Tribeca Rock Club. Here's how they rocked.
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