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My favorite part about about being a Phillyist writer is the late-night orgies checking out all sorts of music I never would have heard albums of the year. There are some selections on this list (okay, one in particular) that are indefensible. But read on, and watch my credibility melt away before your very eyes...

In the last few weeks, the Eagles have looked absolutely anemic against the Giants, snatched defeat from the jaws of victory against da' Bears, and unimpressively beaten a couple hopeless teams in the Jets and the Vikings by a mere touchdown apiece. So forgive me for not being that optimistic about Sunday night's game against the Cowboys. Sure, our defense has been fairly solid... if we forget that last 1:57 of the Bears game, where we managed to make Brian Griese look like Jon Elway. But the Cowboys are the best offense not wearing New England Patriots uniforms that we'll see this year. I've resigned myself to getting beaten, probably badly, by our arch-rivals. So much so, in fact, that I won't be watching Sunday night's game. Instead, I'll be spending Sunday night with another rival: Paper Rival.

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When we sat down to write a preview for tonight's Bad Religion show at the Electric Factory, we got a serious case of writers' block. That's probably because we figure everyone reading this knows who Bad Religion is and what they sound like. So this is really to call your attention to the fact that Bad Religion is in town, in case you didn't know and might want to rearrange your schedule to catch the show.

Phillyist is a huge Eagles fan, despite having to go on blood pressure meds after Monday night. We're also fans of the 1933 gear they have out this year for their anniversary, and have already acquired several items to clothe our couch-team. The Birds will be wearing throwback jerseys during Sunday's game versus the Lions, and tonight, you'll have a chance to acquire one for yourself. It's Midnight Madness at the Eagles Pro Shop at the Linc, with doors opening at 10 pm and the sale starting at midnight; you can enter through the Pepsi gate. The jerseys will take center stage, but we're assuming you'll be able to buy any booty you can get your hands on. SWOOP will also be there, along with some cheerleaders (whom we hope will not be wearing Vera Wang, unless it's from the new Kohl's line – it's supposed to be chilly tonight). Pepsi will be handing out samples. And there will be raffles for three pairs of tickets to Sunday's game and an autographed throwback jersey.

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It is true. We have a love of fiddle-playing, banjo-picking bluegrass music. (Not country - that's a whole different story.) This week, Philadelphia has the privilege of hosting two of bluegrass' biggest acts: Alison Krauss (tonight) and Nickel Creek (Saturday night). Alison Krauss is known for basically transforming bluegrass music back into popular music. It's no doubt you have heard her Grammy-nominated tunes on movies such as O, Brother Where Art Thou? or Cold Mountain....

Londonist are starting to think their city is getting just a little bit too expensive, when even Christian Slater can't afford to go out there. And there's no escaping, as local singer Lily Allen discovered when she was barred entry to the US. The British mapping agency caused further bad karma, by blocking a 3-D representation of London in Google Earth. But the smiles returned to Londonist's faces as they interviewed Baroness von Reichardt, who has completely covered her house in mosaic tiles.

We love when we get the opportunity to see a ton of bands in one shot. We love it even more when a couple of the bands are old favorites of ours and others are bands we've never heard of, because it gives us the chance to check out some new music, and if we don't like what we hear, we can always go back to the stuff we know and be completely satisfied. That's why we're pumped up for tomorrow's Vans Warped Tour at the Tweeter Center.

Phillyist has always been a big fan of Guillermo Pernot, and with good reason. All of his endeavors have been, in our opinion, palate-worthy if not concept-worthy. He has won awards, written a book and Pasion has always been a consistently great dining mainstay. His standards precede his reputation, which is probably why he has such a good one.

The 2007 Sunoco Welcome America! Festival launched yesterday (complete with live map to tell you where the festivities are, or, if you're like us, what parts of the city to avoid over the next few days). Between now and Wednesday, there's a ton of celebratin' to do, as part of Welcome America! or otherwise. We know that at some point, we'll be barbecuing some burgers and dogs, and watching fireworks are an absolute must, but otherwise, everything is really up in the air. So what we want to know is how like to celebrate Independence Day. Do you go in for the parades? Pay homage to the Founding Fathers at Independence Hall, where this holiday got started? Do you escape the city and head down the shore? Watch the fireworks, or, perhaps, light some of your own? Leave us a comment and let us know where you'll be and what you'll be doing!

Holy smokes! Giant fish on the MTA, Paris Hilton in jail, then out, then in again, Al Gore, goatses, blumpkins, Matt Damon, and baby art critics! It's been a busy week across the Ist-A-Verse, and here's a smattering of what's been going on.

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Seattlest has a talk with the photographer from last week's "Segway Mom" and then experiences some dissension in the ranks over the question of wine vs. beer. It's not West Side Story, but about as close as they'll get. They're also still waiting on some inbox relief after a spammer is arrested.

The Graduate's debut CD entitled Anhedonia is definitely not lacking what the CD's title refers to. Anhedonia is the loss of capacity to experience pleasure. It usually occurs in people with depression and schizophrenia. This is not what we felt as we listened to their new CD. Again, Philly's music scene is rockin' and this is a show you should run to before The Graduate becomes so big you'll have to buy lawn tickets at...

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Implosions are awesome.

Just ask the thousands of people who crowded into South Philly's streets, and eventually, onto Interstate 76 to watch the implosion of Veterans Stadium at 7:00 AM on March 21, 2004. Some kept their Saturday night parties raging until morning. Others got an early start to their Sundays. Both groups had their drinks to keep them going: beer in paper bags or Wawa coffee in paper cups.

Phillyist was part of the sober set and somehow found a street parking spot on Broad Street near Oregon Ave. The surprising number of onlookers there didn't prepare us for the size of the crowd gathered on the north shoulder of I76. People were packed into every spot with a view including rooftops, bleachers, and to the dismay of the Philadelphia Police, the lanes of the interstate while traffic was still trying to pass through the area. The cops were barely able to clear the highway long enough to let these cars through. Then they just gave up.



After a few moments of giddy anticipation, we heard - and - a low rumble. Then... HOLY SHIT.



We bring this up now because this weekend offers another Sunday morning filled with noise and dust. Pennsylvania Hall, located near the intersection of Civic Center Blvd and S. University Ave, is being imploded to make way for an expansion of the Children's Hospital of Philadelphia. It won't be as impressive as the fall of the Vet, since Pennsylvania Hall is only a four-story building. But we're going to try to make it, and only police barricades or an extremely soft, warm bed will keep us from bringing you the photos.

Kiss Kiss bassist Pat happens to be the brother of my good friend and house-mate Chris and, while I have yet to see them perform live, Chris tells me it is an event that no one should miss. I heard the new album via ITunes and their music is fucking brilliant. They go from near-System of a Down intensity to sweeping, epic interludes and back again in minutes. It's the most original stuff you'll hear this year.

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As the world holds its breath, teetering precariously on the cusp of the Super Bowl (well, at least in America), the wheels of the -ists keep on turning.

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We've been totally grooving to the Robbers on High Street all week. We have their EP, The Fatalist and Friends, at home. We created a Pandora station focused on them. We're doing our best not to dance to them at our desk right now. They're the kind of high-energy, bass-driven, indiepop that we find pretty irresistible. And we've pretty much only just heard of them. (They did a very brief cameo on should not have been canceled by the way, and we remember liking them then. Clip embedded above. Also, Editor Star totally dug them when she reviewed them a year ago.) So we're excited to hear more than the four songs we've had on repeat, tomorrow night at Johnny Brenda's, where we haven't been yet but we're super-excited to check out. (We hear their Bloody Marys are awesome.)

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The alt-punk NYC sensation the Yeah Yeah Yeahs, who were exploding out all over the place even before the release, in 2003, of their first full-length album Fever to Tell, featuring the incredible (and incredibly over-played) single "Maps," have been pretty much invisible for the past few years, but are back now and touring behind a brand new album: Show Your Bones. On the first listen, Phillyist was a little disappointed by "Gold Lion," the first single released off the disc. It sounded like maybe the Yeah Yeah Yeahs had lost the harsh, bitter edge that made them so interesting. Subsequent listens have warmed us to the song a bit more, and we've come to rather enjoy its catchy indie pop sound. Still, it doesn't seem anywhere near as sexy and powerful as anything on their last album.

Since its opening, Phillyist has now been to Amada six or seven times and feel the need to go back many more to eat our entire way through the extensive tapas menu.... Must haves include the patatas bravas (not exactly authentic as we have been to Barcelona and tasted many variations, but delicious nonetheless), the ham croquetas (trust us, you will be dreaming about them), the garlic shrimp (now THAT was authentic and made us feel we were actually on Las Ramblas) and the OH-MY-GOD mixto cheeseplate.... Last but not least, would be the ramao with truffled lavender honey (we plan on duplicating this cheeseplate for our guests at our next dinner party and will no doubt impress them).

The concept, developed by Aldo Lamberti who owns and operates a number of Italian restaurants, brings the Amalfi Coast to Walnut Street through décor, cuisine and pleasant hospitality. Upon entering the restaurant, we were warmly greeted by the General Manager who asked if we would like to sit at the bar or in the dining area – a solid, legitimate, question. After a very long career and countless meals in the hospitality and restaurant world it has been concluded the old saying “there’s no such thing as a stupid question” doesn’t apply in the restaurant world, so it is extremely appreciated when asked one that makes sense.... The décor includes mammoth, backlit images of beautiful gardens, coastlines and architecture of Positano as well as starched linen clothing (which was a bit weird because each item was outlined with a visible blue magic marker line) reminiscent of the clothes worn in the Southern Italian heat.The menu, encouraging the table to share family style, featured a variety of small plate options of starters and entrees.

Phillyist has long believed that online map services were created to give us general directions to the nearest pizza shop and to allow us to look up satellite photos of the house we grew up in, the school we went to, and the office in which we are so bored to tears that we are driven to look at satellite photos of our childhood haunts on-line. Poking around del.icio.us, however, we learned that some people put on-line maps to good use. Such as: Mapping out Septa Region Rail and Patco Lines, local historical sites and city parking facilities.

This weekend, if you're a spoilsport looking for something non-Halloween related to do, you might want to head down to the University of Pennsylvania Museum of Archaeology and Anthropology for Treasures...From the Silk Road to the Sante Fe Trail - their first annual show and sale of 18th, 19th and 20th century art and textiles culled from the world over.