Introducing... Movie Box!

Are you losing your mind in anger over this Netflix debacle? Have you looked into Redbox and decided it seems much more complicated and expensive than you thought it would be? Well, I have the solution for you: Movie Box!

It's fun and easy to participate! Here's what you do:

1. Find a box

2. Fill it with the DVDs, video games and even VHS tapes (why not?!) that you never watch/don't remember buying and are cluttering your home.

3. Put these games and movies in the box.

4. Put box at the curb with a sign that says, "Movie Box!"

5. People can come paw through your box at their convenience and take moves and games that may interest them.

6. Take as many as you want and keep as long as you want. There are no late fees!

7. Instead of returning them, the borrower should start their OWN "Movie Box" at THEIR curb and place the movies in it when they're done.

8. Pretty soon, there will be Movie Boxes EVERYWHERE!

9. Congratulations! You are now part of a media revolution.

10. VIVA MOVIE BOX! PEOPLE HAVE THE POWER!

Wild Country

I am not sure what I'm more excited about - that today is the release day of the Wild Flag record, or that Wild Flag's Rebecca Cole created a Spotify playlist of her favorite country duets to celebrate the occasion. I think it's a tie. Yup. Total tie.

Breaking news for girls who love horses...

... Tori Amos has a new record coming out! Though I assumed the title would be, The Fairy She-Goddess Breathes on the City of Static Dreams and All the Men Die in a Volcano, it appears to be titled Night of Hunters. As somebody who went though a serious love-affair with Ms. Amos during the Under the Pink/Boys For Pele era, I take a special pride in ignoring any and all of her musical output over the last decade. But since the new record is currently being featured on NPR's First Listen, I thought I would go ahead and give it a go. For kicks. For old time sake. And then I heard the first line of the first song: "That is not my blood on the bedroom floor..." Ok, no. You know what? I'm done. Somebody give Tori a mop and tell her to clean up that mess...

If you're braver, or more dumb or more patient than I am, feel free to check it out yourself. You can also read what Ann Powers has to say about the record. Which, I'm fairly certain, is actually more pretentious than the record itself.

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YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES

Spanish can't hurt you

Are you totally in the mood to listen to the Magnetic Fields today, yet aware that Stephin Merritt's lyrics could very well be the death of you should you give in to this temptation considering your current emotional state? Well have I got the answer for you: Alvy, Nacho y Rubin interpretan a Los Campos Magneticos.

It's dudes playing Stephin Merritt songs, but in Spanish. And Spanish can't hurt you. Unless you like, speak it. If you do, here's a little paragraph about them that, once you read it, will make you more of an authority on the subject than I because I can't:

Alvy, Nacho y Rubin interpretan a los Campos Magnéticos es el resultado de un singular proceso de investigación y traducción sobre las formas y los modos con que Stephin Merritt construyó un repertorio de canciones de amor universales desde una plataforma musical sorprendente, que sumerge tanto la pluma en ABBA como en Gershwin.

Go listen to it.