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us to write two papers on our historical figure of choice. I wasn't cheating the system or anything.)

When we first heard Of Montreal, the song was "Mr. Edminton" and the effect was immediate. We fell for this band because the absurd lyrics and frantic half-pop, half-I-don't-know-what music sounds new, and that's a rare thing in music these days. Like a less trustworthy Beatles narrative, their songs swing violently from the simple, low-fi musings we have come to know and love from so many Elephant 6 bands, to densely produced and dangerously complex explosions.

You know that saying…"Philly is the place between NY and DC?” Well, I’m starting to think that maybe it’s true. Waiting in a sea of cotton sweaters and wavy hair at World Live Café, the overdue arrival of Chris Thile and The How to Grow a Band was announced. When the emcee declared the woes of I-95 as being the reason for the late arrival, I assumed that perhaps a treacherous accident or icy conditions were to blame. Thile quickly set things straight. No, the band simply drove by Philly without noticing it.

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This past weekend, I went to Charlottesville, VA with my parents and paternal grandfather for my cousin, "Leah’s" wedding. I don’t know most of my dad’s side of the family all that well. Leah grew up in Pittsburgh, which is easily a six-hour drive from Lambertville. Needless to say, we didn’t spend too much time together growing up. We’ve always gotten along, I just wouldn’t necessarily say I her. And I’d only met her fiancé twice. The first time was at a family dinner, where he said: "Rick Santorum is not conservative enough for me." I am a fierce bleeding-heart liberal. At that exact point in time, I was a fierce bleeding heart alcoholic, and immediately chugged three glasses of wine to stop myself from choking.

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A steaming hot pile of our favorite things from around the internets. In the last Whiz installment, a reader reprimanded us for not mentioning any of the exciting news about the Wii that came out at Nintendo's press conferences yesterday morning. Sadly, we must admit sometimes we are a bit slow getting the cool internet news to you, but we always get it to you eventually! So here's the breakdown on all the latest Wii...

What's new and/or interesting in Philly theaters this weekend.

(Karen Getz) (Future performances).

Unfortunately, they imagined out all the good parts.
Gone is the thought provoking nature of the film, the tension, the sense of mystery, the fantastic soundtrack (in fact I missed it so much in this version that I'm downloading it from the iTunes store even as I write this), Christopher Lee's insidious whimsy and, somewhat surprisingly, the emphasis on titilation and sexuality that was so prominent in the original. In its place is a misogynistic mess of a movie; which, although visually stunning, is poorly plotted, strangely edited, replete with eminently quotable B-movie grade dialog, and insistent on pushing the metaphor of "society as beehive" beyond its reasonable limits.
The breakdown, for those of you not in the know, is that Nicholas Cage's character, Edward Malus, is an officer of the law who hastens himself to a small island in response to a letter regarding a missing child. Once there, he encounters a culture both cut-off from the modern world and built around ancient religious traditions. He then struggles not only with solving what looks increasing like a murder mystery, but also with the reality that this culture exists concurrently with his own. More after the jump...

We had hope, but that hope is gone. With four minutes left, the Eagles were beating the Cowboys 20 - 7. They lost the game, 21 - 20. A soft prevent defense allowed the Cowboys to drive the field in a minute and close the gap.

This week The Cranky Cocktail will depart slightly from his traditional column formula which you have come to know and, presumably, love, in favour of discussing something slightly more abstract: The aperitif. Now, in a very technical sense, the aperitif is nothing more than a liquid appetizer -- it's something to drink before a meal to whet one's appetite, to cleanse and ready the palate for the feast to come.

Dr. Drew Pinsky is mad. About the Discovery Channel, no less.

The Phillies entered their weekend series against the Marlins hoping to take one game from the Marlins. Two games seemed to be asking a lot since the Phillies faced the two Marlins aces, Dontrelle Willis and Josh Beckett, on Saturday and Sunday.

Ali G, though, isn't driving Phillyist around in a limo, so we'll have to slum it by providing you with some concert previews for the upcoming week. href="http://dinosaurjr.com/">Dinosaur Jr. is touring this Summer
with a set that we've heard is gritty, dynamic, and just plain good.
No doubt aging hipsters will be flocking to the Electric Factory to
revisit their youth and the recently rereleased first three Dinosaur Jr. albums. In recent shows, the set list included "Chunk," "Little Fury Things," "Does It Float," and "Kracked." Joining Dinosaur Jr. are Broken Social Scene and Magik Markers. Indie darlings Broken Social Scene won a Juno award in 2003 for "Alternative Album of the Year" and have a new album, Wind-surfing Nation, due in October.. Magik Markers contribute their own brand of no-wave noise. It's a don't miss. - Nicole Wolverton Fear not. Tegan and Sara are playing the Theatre of Living Arts on July 12 at 8 PM, and they've got a lot to remind you Belinda Carlisle fans of the good ol' days. That isn't to say they're completely similar: the similarities end with the harmony (especially on songs like "Speak Slow" and "Take Me Anywhere") and the haircuts. These identical lesbian twins hail from Canada and aren't afraid to sing about their mutual love for women – or anything else that's on their minds ("When You Were Mine"). Expect playful audience banter and a little on-stage sibling rivalry. Don't expect a heroin breakdown a la the The Go-Gos, or prom-dress waterskiing. Tickets are a steal at $13 and are available online. Sounds pretty good, eh? - Jillian Ivey