Sure you’ve all heard that Sarah Palin will be resigning as the Governor of Alaska at the end of July.  She will be handing over the task of watching Russia to Lt. Governor Sean Parnell at a picnic in 3 weeks.  Now, given that the announcement comes on the eve of the 4th of July not only is this reason to celebrate even harder, but it is also reason to suspect this is, as Palin says it’s not, “politics as usual.”  Yep, according to the press conference she gave to confirm the speculation, she is doing this for the best interest of all of Alaska AND America.  What a swell patriot she is. Continue Reading

Schick doesn’t beat around the bush.  They just send out obvious hints that maybe you ladies should, you know, trim it.  After all, this isn’t the carefree sixties and seventies anymore.  Big, fluffy genital fros are no longer in style.  Germs and terrorists are our greatest enemies and hair, especially pubic hair, is a breeding ground for germs–evil, nasty, cell-destroying germs.  Besides, nobody likes getting hair in their mouth when they perform oral, which really should be the motivation behind trimming the hair around your twat or sack.  Now you don’t have to napalm the entire forest, but just cut the canopy off to make it easier to spot any unpleasant surprises that might be hidden within.  And if you’re wondering, yes, I am milking this tit for all it’s worth.  I mean, this commercial actually aired on television, which isn’t a bad thing.  But in this politically correct era of phony righteousness I’m just surprised that Schick followed through. Continue Reading

Every so often something special comes along and it brings great joy to those who are privileged to witness it.  Between Two Ferns, an awkward-as-fuck talk show hosted by Zach Galifianakis (the chubby, bearded fellow from The Hangover) is one of those special somethings.  Whether it’s asking if he can smell Natalie Portman’s dog’s penis, insisting that Michael Cera tickles his inner thigh, or calling out Bradley Cooper and Jon Hamm for not feeling guilty for being attractive Between Two Ferns is a web series that I personally hope never goes away. Continue Reading

RoneBreak will be in Rothbury, Michigan for Rothbury Festival. I’ll be on site taking photos, grabbing some interviews and enjoying some brews. Follow me on Twitter for up to the minute updates at www.twitter.com/cleanslates, or keep checking RoneBreak for more comprehensive updates.

Anything you specifically want to see covered? Maybe one of the think tank speakers or a band you want us to talk to? Send in your questions, comments, or hate mail to will@ronebreak.com! Continue Reading

When we were trying to plan various festival coverage for the summer it appeared that Bonnaroo was out of the question.  And it wasn’t because it’s hard to gain access to the event, but more due to the fact that we slept on a making a definitive decision for too long, causing us to miss the press application deadline.  Fortunately, I was able to work out a deal that would send me to Bonnaroo as a vendor.  I also managed to get a media wristband on short notice and post-deadline, but as I would learn over the course of the weekend, solid festival coverage starts with solid planning.  Instead, I had known I would definitely be heading to Manchester for about a week and a half beforehand. Continue Reading

Wilco’s seventh studio album, Wilco (the album), is a well-paced, well-produced, and well-composed record. In fact, for a band that has gone through a few lineup changes it is remarkable how consistently good Wilco continues to be. That might be the best thing about the group, which started more than a decade ago in 1995 with the still-awesome album, A.M.  The entire Wilco discography can be put on shuffle and enjoyed just the same; a truly remarkable thing considering many bands in this musically saturated time period often drop a dud on their third full length release.  But that’s not the case with Wilco.  Their consistency is something any music fan has got to respect and appreciate. Continue Reading

Answer me this: Why do we care about non-human characters who exhibit racial stereotypes?

The latest uproar involves two Autobots — the good guys — in Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen. These twin robots allow Transformers to traffic in pretty obvious black stereotypes: illiteracy, gold teeth and even an obsession over the status of one’s “rims.” The bots are just one of many stereotypes in Transformers, which is less about solid character development and more about, well, big robots that fight each other and do cool stuff.

Immediately, of course, Jar Jar Binks is whom everyone thinks of first. Continue Reading

We first introduced BetterThanTheVan.com to our readers back in July 2008. Since then, BTTV has grown a loyal fan/band online community. However, in order to continue providing a quality service for it’s users, BTTV will be adding some neat features to the website. Since web design and development isn’t cheap, BTTV is running a campaign to raise $3,000 to help pay for a programmer and designer. Check out their fund raising page over at Kickstarter, make a pledge and receive some sweet BTTV goodies!

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Well, it’s official. Cable has won summer.

Breakout hits are all over the place. Royal Pains is the most surprising of all, a sparsely promoted show that hit the escapist’s sweet spot: money and babes with some hospital drama thrown in for good measure. It’s so hot its ratings are actually growing week-to-week, which never happens anymore. USA Network has done a brilliant job making solid, pulpy shows using character actors and forgotten TV stars: Debra Messing, Mary McCormack (”West Wing”), Jeffrey Donovan (a.k.a. “that douchebag” in Hitch and other stuff), and now Royal Pains‘ sexy Mark Feuerstein (a.k.a. that guy from all those shows you forgot about). I had my reservations about Feuerstein in a leading role, and it’s definitely rough-going half the time, but he’s doing just fine. Royal Pains is good boobs-and-cars fun.

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Katzenjammer from Oslo, Norway consists of 4 ladies, 29 instruments, and a seemingly infinite amount of energy and mojo. Songs like “Demon Kitty Rag” conjure up the image of a mustached villain tying a helpless gal to the train tracks, which is probably a fitting song to mention as most of Katzenjammer’s songs remind me of some kind of frantic yet comical silent movie or a day at the carnival or amusement park. Maybe that’s just me being a weirdo, but the girls in Katzenjammer manage to produce a healthy helping of musical fun, which is to be expected. After all, their promotional photo shows them all laughing and enjoying themselves as they hold their respected instruments, the most notable one being the kitty-adorned balalaika bass. Nevertheless, Turid, Solveig, Marianne and Anne Marit are self-taught on nearly all of the 29 instruments, which must be quite a pain to travel with, but hey, without them Katzenjammer would not be able to produce those energizing and mood-lifting ditties for our enjoyment. Continue Reading