When DGSF Lindsay dropped a few Fleetwood Mac albums in my iTunes on Monday, I was prepared to dismiss this ubiquitous hit band as standard bourgeois fare. And you know what, I was exactly right. There’s a reason Bill Clinton used “Don’t Stop Thinking About Tomorrow” for his campaign song in ‘92. Stevie Nicks reminds me of nothing so much as a suburban housewife who’s “into the arts.”

However, I wasn’t prepared for was how perfect this music is for the daily grind—the band practically invented the “music to get you through the working day” genre. It blends into the background, chugs along, occasionally inspires, and never wavers from its mission of being, above all, listenable. There’s a reason Lindstrom & Prins Thomas dropped “You Make Lovin Fun” in the middle of their set for BBC radio (skip over to the 1:08 mark), and why there’s a whole Fleetwood contingent in the yacht rock scene. So if you find yourself, in the dead of winter and angry, and like me, never listened to the Mac before, Amaatje has more than enough to get your fill. “Never Forget,” from Tusk is probably my favorite. Also recommended: Bob Sinclair’s Africanism.

One day it’s our intention here at DG to introduce you (slowly) to a world of humor 4chan helped spawn. In the meantime get some LULZ!!1! over at Failblog.
Failblog explains itself in under a minute. Blogging is easy, until you FAIL!

Thanks to DG superfriend James for the link

Erotic Falconry  is one of those ideas you wish you’d though of first.

DG does not read Perez Hilton, but sometimes our worlds collide. Via DGSF Elizabeth comes the sordid tale of twin gay porn stars who got busted for [update: allegedly] cutting holes in the roof of a Rite Aid and stealing the 3 C’s every working boy needs: cigarettes, cash, and condoms. Their aol journal is here. Modeling site here. Background here. NSFW here.

Image courtesy of the Guggenheim, Ken and Tyler, 1985, copyright Robert Mapplethorpe.

Perhaps the team here at DG are late on this, perhaps not, but what appears to be an ongoing list over at stuff white people like is genius and embarrassingly accurate.

Big enough to bite a car. And mean enough to hate that car:

The fossil of a 15 meter (50 ft) long “sea monster” found in Arctic Norway was the biggest of its kind known to science with dagger-like teeth in a mouth large enough to bite a small car, researchers said on Wednesday… “The pliosaur is not the biggest sea monster but it’s probably the most fierce,” Hurum said, adding the fossil has jagged teeth the size of cucumbers.

Image: Tor Sponga/BT

Palazzo’s much more the street-style guy than me, but Boico gives notice that Sixpack, the French streewear label, has new t-shirts on their site. Designed by people like Laurent Fetis and Akroe and Gaspard from Justice who have made Paris the place you gotta be if wanna get serious about having a band & designing shirts & appearing on Facehunter. Image above from Gaspard’s design for Sixpack.

Awesome story via New Shelton (def click story link; there’s a pic of the robot):

Rufus Terrill has had it with the drug dealers, petty thieves and vandals he says roam the streets outside his downtown Atlanta bar, O’Terrills.

But instead of calling the police or hiring private security guards, Terrill reached for his toolbox.

He mounted an old meat smoker atop a three-wheel scooter and attached a spotlight, an infrared camera, water cannon and a loudspeaker. He covered the contraption with impact-resistant rubber and painted the whole thing jet black.

And so was born what surely must be Atlanta’s first remote-controlled, robotic vigilante.

Just another testament to how awful the Garfield comic strip is: Take out the cat, and you end up with an acute testament to the existential modern man, Jon Arbuckle. Pretty brill.

Zak Smith charmed the pants off a few people with his drawings in the 2004 Whitney Biennial, which illustrated every page from Gravity’s Rainbow. According to his website he’s gonna be finishing up soon with a series based on his time in porno movies done for Burning Angel (which happens to be where DG-super-friend Alex “works”). Looking forward. Above, a drawing from 100 Girls and 100 Octopuses, which is exactly what it sounds like. The octopus drawings make Smith’s link with Egon Schiele pretty strong.