The brilliant poet unspooled ADVENTURE over the course of eight days in April, via Twitter.
After making stops in London and New York, the banana stand comes home to LA.
The album has all the positivity of an intense but disappearing, possibly meaningless, summer romance.
Two hardcore dudes earn scorn even from their own fans and buddies.
I’ve decided manual labor is better than being a production assistant for the following reasons.
“One Man Pizza Party 3″ finally comes out this Friday.
I decided I’d rebut some of the newest scathing Doug-Ellin-Mad-Lib accusations of my home.
Ernest Hemingway’s directive “Write drunk, edit sober” is total bullshit. Unless you are Hemingway. Are you Hemingway?
The spinning sign, with a happy side and a sad side, has been written about by David Foster Wallace and Jonathem Lethem and according to lore which side you see first determines the fate of your day. I kept track for 5 days to see how accurate it is.
I did one of the most anxiety-inducing things possible for me and spoke to my father about politics and Mitt Romney.
Last night I ventured into the abysmal depths of The Echoplex, The Echo’s sluttier sister basement venue, to see Andrew WK play the two year anniversary of Check Yo Ponytail 2.
The cultural distaste for this particular hat is fierce. So I decided to give it a try.
Get amped for Halloween with this masterful Halloween mix.