FT » General » A Message from the Lummox-in-Chief

As you may have noticed, there’s been a lot of layout tweaking going on around these parts of late. That’s because I’m constantly thinking of ways to try and improve the look of the site by streamlining features whenever possible.

The most recent example of this would be the new “Stream” and “Download” buttons for accessing any of our audio content. Now, you don’t have to wait for one of our PodBlasts to download before listening, because you have the added option of immediately streaming them whenever you want.

This wouldn’t be possible without the tireless efforts and general largesse of the Don Corleone of Self-Storage, our own Yail Bloor. If you get a chance, tell Yail thanks and maybe even rent one of his units to store your valuable collection of 19th Century Prussian erotica. It’ll show your parents that you’re serious about moving out of their basement by the end of the decade!

stacey » General » Move along, there’s nothing to see here…

I had been waiting for that one brilliant stroke of pure Blogging genius to triumphantly usher in my arrival to Hip Displeasure…

Then, I realized I haven’t had a stroke of genius in quite some time and, in regards to pop culture, the only movies I’ve seen this year in the theatre were Cars and Nacho Libre. Still though, Owen Wilson is hott right now and I paid for half of my Nacho Libre ticket in quarters. I’m not sure what that says, but it’s gotta say something. All the hip chicks are down with coin purses, perhaps?

Regardless, this is my first post for the sake of posting a first post. Yeah. I hope I’ll attain some sort of greatness. That, or I hope I will go out in a fiery, ranting, raving nonsensical post about “them” watching me and how I’ll have to go live underground (fingers crossed for the latter [!]).

On a tiny musical note, everyone is covering Gnarls Barkley’s ‘Crazy’, but have you heard Ray LaMontagne’s version yet? That voice makes me happy (in the pants).

Loog » General » First Salvo

The Dumb and The *Hands Clapping* are painful afflictions that one would not likely think someone of my obvious talent, or intellect has. Nevertheless, I was unable to upload a picture yet. Teh whole re-sizing thing is beyond my limited mental faculty. Anyway, I will use this space, at Bob’s gracious request, to harangue and praise the undeserving and deserving alike. Rant about terrible muisc, unreadable books, and God’s real gift to humanity: ALL THINGS PORK.

Thanks Bob for getting me off my (humongous) lazy ass, and forcing me to write. I can deal with massive pressure, and failing, but I cannot deal with dissapointing those that have a (strangely) high opinion of me. Hope this makes sense. Check back for an update of this weekend’s 4th of July No Pants Clambake at Dr. Derris’ mountain compound. (And maybe a music review or something topical)

FT » General » W.T.F.? L.O.L.!

If T.A.T.U. taught us anything, it’s that America loves Russian teen lesbians. But those sapphic commies also provided us with a valuable bonus lesson: America loves forced acronyms. From M*A*S*H to S.W.A.T. to S.N.U.H., we just can’t get enough of those clumsily-formed abbreviations. And since our mission here at Hip-D is to unapologetically pander to our most coveted of all target demographics, the Lowest Common Denominator (or, should I say, L.C.D.), we’d like to introduce a pair of painfully constructed acronyms of our own into the blog lexicon…

A.T.O.M.
Whenever there’s an album I end up listening to on the iPod equivalent of endless loop, I will make a point of bestowing A.T.O.M., or Album That Owns Me, status upon it. This will typically include a half-assed blurb that no respectable publication would rightly consider a review.

S.I.C.K.
Whether during the course of listening to an entire album or simply letting the iPod randomize individual tracks from my entire collection, I often become overly enamored with a specific tune. So, every time I can’t get one out of my head, you’ll get S.I.C.K., which stands for Song I Can’t Kick.

Well, that about wraps up our little anagram discussion for today. I hope you found this to be scintillating. If not, go “Van Halen’s 9th album” yourself!

FT » General » Back in Blog

Somebody cue Brian Johnson, because I’m back, baby!

It’s not really like I’ve got any more free time than I did when I decided to put Hip-D on hiatus, but I really miss having this outlet for my nonsensical rambling, so here I am. I’ll probably hold off on writing any reviews until my year-end “Best Of” list, but will still try to post here fairly regularly. I doubt it will be every day, but I’m pretty sure I’ll slap something up here at least once per week.

OK, now that I’ve resurrected this rotting corpse, I guess I’d better start coming up with some type of content…I’ll go shake the cobwebs out of my gray matter and see if I can’t channel the narcotically-enhanced ghost of Hunter S.

Indefinite Hiatus

I have finally come to the realization that due to work, family and other commitments, I will be unable to devote the amount of time neccessary to properly maintain the Hip Displeasure website. Though it originally started as only a hobby, eventually it became read by too many people whose opinions I value to treat it as a mere leisure time diversion. I wouldn’t feel right posting substandard content just to keep the site going. The requisite level of quality takes more time than I have at my disposal right now. If I ever get to a point where I can once again spend enough time on this site to maintain the level of quality my readers deserve, I will definitely resume my postings. But until then, I’m afraid Hip Displeasure will be on an indefinite hiatus.

Making My New Year’s Resolution on Thanksgiving

I’ve finally decided to fully commit myself to not only starting a blog, but actually sticking with it beyond the first few posts. Starting on January 1, 2005, I resolve to post a review of every new album I hear. So, let it be known to all that I WILL overcome my penchant for laziness in blog form!

Solid.