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While you were all cozy at home yesterday, here's what those brave folks who ventured outdoors faced.

Memorial Day weekend is filled with block parties, barbecues, picnics and family. If you get tired of your perverted Uncle or nosy Aunt, then head over to Tower Theatre to see Rocco Deluca and the Burden opening for Keane. Rocco Deluca and the Burden hail from Long Beach, CA and just released their debut album I Trust You To Kill Me. "Colorful," their new hit single, has wowed critics in both the magazine and...

I must admit, I'm usually wary of early Beethoven. For me, it lacks the drive and passion of his middle and late periods. I was pleasantly surprised last night, however, by Miklós Perényi (cello) and András Schiff (piano) in their all-Beethoven program presented by the Philadelphia Chamber Music Society at the Independence Seaport Museum.

Bands I Caught: Public Record, Feather Mills, Phil Moore Browne, Hail Social

, I stopped at the light at 11th Street. There were two men across the street from me, who looked like they'd been in the same place for a while. One seemed considerably happier about this than the other.

It was a urban photographer's dream.

Having seen my Comcast Center construction documentation page, one of the men working on the skyscraper's construction invited me on site and up the elevators to improve the collection. So on January 2nd, this Phillyist was on the very raw 43rd floor of the Comcast Center for an ironworker's view of the construction progress and amazing views of Philadelphia.



We began by climbing a few staircases and ladders to the third floor to catch the lift that carries equipment and workers to the upper levels. My tour guide contacted the lift operator by intercom to tell him our current location and destination, much like someone would hail a cab: "Jim, I'm on 3, need to go to 41!" There are only two such elevators to serve the entire project, and with large loads of tools and materials that need to share the space with workers, spots on the elevators are at a premium.

It took about 20 minutes for the elevator to finally pick us up. The apparent anger of my host was the source of my entertainment during our wait. Every couple minutes he blared into the intercom, "YO JIM, WHAT THE FUCK!?" A few times, as the completely full elevator passed without picking us up, Jim got a non-electronic variant of the same question.

(This early impression made me think my guide had a pretty short temper. Then, his friendly interaction with the lift operator once we were on board made me realize this is simply the language with which Philly's union construction guys communicate. The knowledge was helpful a few days later, when I received a profanity-laden voicemail from him because my phone was off while I was on a plane. Much like the face-to-face interaction with the elevator man, the ensuing phone call was polite and friendly.)

After stopping at what seemed like every floor, we finally reached the end of the line, 41. A brief and initially tentative walk to the edges for the view had me mesmerized, but we didn't stay there long before he suggested that we go up a few more levels by ladder.

Less than twenty-four hours after Tony Romo committed one of the most embarrassing, costly blunders in football history, not much else will be talked about after the Eagles defended Lincoln Financial Field in a 23-20 Wild Card Weekend triumph. The final 137 yards of Tiki Barber’s career—now overshadowed. Brian Westbrook’s leadership, not to mention his forty-nine-yard touchdown dash despite stomach cramps—no longer headline making. Jeff Garcia continuing to lead the Eagles to an improbable six-game winning streak—already an old story.

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Phillyist is, of course, just as patriotic as all of our other Ist brethren out there. And while we might not go crazy flouting it the way we suspect our friends at Londonist will over the next few weeks, we'll still be rooting hard for the good ol' U-S-of-A. Specifically, we'll be rooting for two players on the U.S. roster who hail from Philadelphia: Bobby Convey and Chris Albright.

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Funny thing about blogs: if you don't hit the "publish" button, nothing gets published. That's what happened with Elite -ist yesterday. But to make it up to you, we're giving you a double-length edition today!

DCist helps us make more sense of the world this week. Posts like this concert review are the reason for Scott Stapp. DCist also enumerates the reasons for playing ultimate frisbee, Condi's tight buns, their love of a local convenience store, and their jealousy of a person in Seattle calling the city.

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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