“I thought he was already dead.”
The internet response to the passing of singer Scott Weiland has been somewhat disheartening to observe. Instead of focusing on the fact that a human being has died, one who had a tremendous impact on an entire generation of music fans, the choice has been made to focus on the fact that Weiland did drugs. Scott Weiland’s dead? It must have been an overdose.
Welcome to the latest podcast in the Popshifter family, The International Title Podcast.
This weekly podcast covers the WWE, both presently and historically. Hosts Jeffery X Martin and Paul Casey also take a look at the larger questions involved with the business, such as how it impacts popular culture.
Around noon, on this date in 1979, a small crowd of music lovers gathered outside the doors of Riverfront Coliseum in Cincinnati, Ohio. They were smart fans. There was a concert that night. The ticket-holders had gotten there early because of a practice called “festival seating,” which laid out the promise of excellent seats on the floor, if you could get them. First come, first served. Think of it as fighting over a baseball which has popped up into the stands, except on a larger level.
The band playing that night was a small British outfit called The Who.
As Autumn gives way rapidly to Winter, a question enters the seasonal zeitgeist.
Has Britney Spears’ birthday become too commercialized? Are we seeing too much of it, too soon?
Picture this.
You’re a television talk show host, what they call in Britain a “presenter.” It’s a good gig if you can get it. You’re a celebrity. You get recognized on the street. Pretty girls want your phone number. Life is good.
Pop quiz, hot shots.
Who was the biggest selling musical artist of the twentieth century? We’ll make this multiple choice, just to make it easier.
A) Elvis Presley
B) Madonna
C) Perry Como
D) Bachman-Turner Overdrive
If you guessed Bachman-Turner Overdrive, bless your heart.
Welcome to Episode 4 of The Official Popshifter Podcast. This one is titled “Texas Gators, Violent Pornography, and Tales from the Pit.”
Already, you should be enticed. It’s another fascinating discussion of American pop culture with Less Lee and X! Please enjoy. Preferably with a nice glass of cold Bosco.
DVD Review: The Farmer’s Daughters
Blu-Ray Review: The Beast (from Dirge Magazine)
One of the glorious things about living in a college town is getting to listen to college radio. Flexible playlists, fresh new music, and DJs who haven’t quite learned to read out loud are only a few of the entertainment benefits. In fact, the first time I heard Protomartyr was on our local college station (WUTK – Volunteer Radio, baby). I thought the announcer said the name of the band was “Robo-Margaret.” I searched for that non-existent band for two days!
Roughie—A specific movie genre featuring explicit hardcore sex mixed with vicious violence. Mainly 1960s and 1970s. [Source: Urban Dictionary]
Hello, and welcome to my first professional review of a pornographic film. It’s my first amateur review of a porn, for that matter. I’m not even sure if there are any hard and fast rules for such an undertaking.
Heh. “Hard and fast.”
It’s impossible to avoid innuendo in an article like this.
We provide many public services here at Popshifter, and we do our level best to be fair, accurate, and rigorous when testing entertainment products. We also try to anticipate the needs of our readers. For example, one morning during a high-powered meeting at the round table in the glass corner office of Popshifter International Headquarters, the question was posited: “Which movie about a demon-possessed sentient severed hand should we recommend to our readers, whom we love and cherish?”
