This album is apparently just some form of a leak at the moment, but as it stands, it’s my favorite of the short year so far, and probably will be for a while. The whole album is a clusterf*ck of indie power jams, like Arcade Fire from the hood. It’s dense, tense, fast, sassed, slick, tricked, and lots of other words. Ahhh, if another version of this album comes out, my brain asplode.

Here’s possibly the final tracklist:
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01. Wolf Like Me 5:08
02. I Was A Lover 4:23
03. Province 4:38
04. Hours 4:25
05. Playhouses 5:17
06. Let The Devil In 4:29
07. Dirty Whirl Wind 4:19
08. Tonight 6:57
09. A Method 4:33
10. Blues From Down Here 5:21
11. Wash The Day Away 6:01

After listening to about 3,000 of of Montreal’s songs and missing them live thrice, I finally saw these guys last night. They met my anticipation with a show as fun as anything I’ve been to in a while. Kevin Barnes was funny between songs, the band was feelin’ it (esp. Dottie smiling the whole time), and the crowd was lovin’ it.

Barnes, in wedding gown, pronounced the marriage between the crowd the band, and things got started. From there, the all ages crowd bounced around and the band fed off of it nicely. One time, Barnes explained the symbology of Dottie’s wardrobe, complete with a story of how she’ll make love to a gal on an Arizona farm a few decades from now, which was all pretty hilarious.

The whole show was great. Lots of energy, solid setlist, endearing banter, even costume changes. I’d see ‘em again tonight if I could.

Memorial pancake breakfast held for girl who was flattened by a steamroller

What the? Possibly the poorest taste I’ve ever heard of. But only because every bite of pancake would be from Denny’s. The blueberries represent her screams. Touching.

Super Unlucky Dog Has Unfortunate Name

On top of being hit by a car, and shot by BBs around his fractured hip, the dog’s name is Gaylord. Kinda like the dog with three legs named Lucky, but the opposite.

Police Say Disney Gang Rape Claims Were False

Way to sweep that under the rug, there, Mickey.

2006 Oscars are 2nd-least-watched ever

You know how we always say Hollywood has run out of ideas and pumps out nothing but crap? Well, if the Oscar ratings are any indication, we’re right. The worst ratings came in 2003 when Chicago won. Reese Who-therspoon?