The Whigs have had a busy year. After releasing their major-label debut Mission Control in January, they’ve toured relentlessly, and are planning on some well-deserved rest after a year of talk shows, truckstops and tours.
November 13
1974: An imposter posing as Deep Purple guitarist Ritchie Blackmore crashes a borrowed Porsche in Iowa City, after conning fans and receiving celebrity treatment.
1990: Rod Stewart sued by a fan who claimed that a soccer ball kicked into the crowd at a concert damaged a tendon in her middle finger.
Newsies
1992
Let’s face it: musicals are the ultimate guilty pleasure. The dialogue is always cheesy and the plot is generally sacrificed for campy song-and-dance numbers every 15 to 20 minutes.
The Cutting Edge
1992
If it were possible to distill the essence of the early ’90s to its purest form, the result would be a VHS copy of The Cutting Edge, the tale of two zamboni-crossed lovers set against the backdrop of the decade’s ice skating craze.
Nirvana
Bleach
1989
In sixth grade I developed a massive crush on a boy named Gus. He was the better half of a pair of twins and played the clarinet next to me in jazz band.
I've got to start off by admitting that I hate Coldplay. I think that the peak of Chris Martin’s creative ability came when he named his first child Apple.
Street: You were previously known as Leviathan and now you go by Satellite Heights. What is the significance of this name change?
Zach Williamson: We didn’t get enough girls with Leviathan.
Street: Since you’ve done this before, we’re gonna ask you to step it up.
The joy of Of Montreal used to be found in the fact that they didn’t take themselves seriously. Their unashamedly upbeat, poppy style was complemented by inane lyrics and simple song constructs, forming the ultimate peppy guilty pleasure music.
Brown Recluse Sings
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If the members of Belle and Sebastian dropped acid with the guys from Elephant 6 somewhere before the turn of the century, the result would be the music of Brown Recluse Sings.
Election
1999
Alright, technically Election isn’t a guilty pleasure. With a 93% freshness rating on Rotten Tomatoes, this brilliant satire is nothing if not a cult classic and critical darling.