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Here it is. The much-anticipated new single from Robbie Williams. Produced by the amazing Tevor Horn. It is one of those songs that will grow on me the more I listen to it. It is not instantly catchy, but it...

I wouldn't mention the falafel thing, either. Happy labor day!

Big Sister Cuddlebot Julie Chen-- always with her finger on the femoral pulse of America-- has discovered a cuddly craze that is sweeping the nation! According to this up-to-the-minute Early Show report, Americans everywhere are falling for Cuddle Parties-- pajama-clad hugfests where, not to worry, sexual activity is prohibited and you have to get verbal permission just to touch someone's forehead. Although the nominal point of these parties is for grown-ass people to roll around on mattresses while experimenting with touch and intimacy, Cuddle Party organizer Madeline Guinazzo points out another great thing about the cuddle party phenomenon: "It's just great to have a place where I feel comfortable saying NO." Call me old-fashioned but I'll be at the party where I'm blacked out and getting taken advantage of on a pile of other people's coats.

Remember, say, four years ago when if you said even the tiniest bad thing about the president of the USA it meant you were a person who wanted young boys to die a deserty death a million miles from home? I bet you do! How quickly the worm turns! Now if you don't think the president is the equivalent of Hitler, it means youmust be Hitler too! Everyone's Hitler! Except William F. Buckley, I guess-- and he's dead! I know this is all so obvious that it goes without saying (and don't worry-- this isn't going to become a political blog) but fuck all of these people.

This news anchor can't stop laughing at the news that some man has chopped up his wife up into little pieces. Ha ha ha! Well, you'll understand when you see his mug shot. (Actually, it's still not that funny? Maybe she's stoned.) Good morning!

Maddow -- 9/3/09 [MSNBC] (H/t: Towle)

How boring was Boise State’s 19-8 sloppy win over Oregon in the college football opener? The lasting impression will be Oregon running back LeGarrette Blount punching Boise State’s Byron Hout after the game. It was a shocking display of a player who seemed to have gone nuts and will lead to at least his suspension [...]

Want to learn more about Carrie Prejean's lawyer, the NOM-affiliated attorney who is on record labeling same-sex unions as "societal suicide," who once said that the "destruction of the concept of gender is perhaps Satan's greatest accomplishment," and who cites...

Who is Little Boots? She is the pop star alter ego of 23-year-old Victoria Hesketh, a native of Blackpool, UK who gained notoriety last year thanks in part to her YouTube channel on which she posts clips of herself playing cover songs in her cluttered bedroom. Catchy early singles "Stuck on Repeat" and "Meddle" combined with her glittering retro-futuristic flamboyance and D.I.Y. approach to mainstream pop prompted the British press to label her a star in the making for 2009. Two months ago she released Hands , a debut album featuring collaborations with Joe Goddard of Hot Chip, Simian Mobile Disco, producer RedOne (Lady Gaga, Akon) and Human League's Phil Oakey. Despite Little Boots' glam crystal-encrusted stage personae, you are more likely to encounter Hasketh on a synth forum than on a pop music message board. A self-professed techie, Hasketh incorporates unusual instruments, such as the Japanese-designed Tenori-on LED touchpad and the stylophone, into her live performances. She is also attempting to build her own laser harp. We caught up with Hasketh last week in the midst of a manic move. Though she was schlepping boxes and her boyfriend's laundry home from a London launderette, she dropped it all to chat with us about her upcoming North American club shows, her spacey stage vibe and her laser harp. Read the interview after the jump.

The Pet Shop Boys hold a special place in my heart not just because they rule but also because there was this one summer when I was world's most homosexual professional housepainter, during which I spent about one-thousand hours painting condo interiors while bumping around to The Pet Shop Boys' Greatest Hits in paint-splattered cut-offs. The good old days. :( Although I've retired that particular pair of cut-offs, the Boys are still around, with a tour and a new-ish album-- you can watch them perform their new single in the video above. The New Gay has a really smart interview with Neil Tennant, in which he discusses irony, the state of electronic music, and todays' gays. Says Tennant in the interview: TENNANT: What I think is missing [from today's electronic music]-- and I won’t name any names-- is exuberance. I like exuberance, and I don’t hear a lot of that at the moment... I don’t think it’s irony culture, I think it’s cool culture. The idea of cool is a stifling one. It’s much more refreshing to be uncool. That’s where the fun starts, and sometimes that can then be cool. You dont want to be tragically retro, either. I hate that. Funnily enough, I don’t like camp. People always assume we would, but I think camp can be lazy...

The gay scene is so strong its stifling. I don’t think it’s particularly interesting. What is interesting is how much gay culture has become mainstream, but with the sex taken out of it. It’s been like this for ten years or so, There aren’t many of the weird, edgy clubs left, and there used to be loads of them.
Click over to The New Gay to read the whole thing.

Okay, don't kill me cause this has literally been around since before I had pubes, but with Madonna busy collapsing her way across Europe I thought it was a good time to revisit Uptown Julie Brown's completely genius MEDUSA: DARE TO BE TRUTHFUL mockumentary. Yes, I know you've already seen it. But that was probably ten years ago, right? Whatever. There will be loling. As a 12-year-old just blossoming into the beautiful flower of my gaiety, I thought Ms. Brown's TRUTH OR DARE parody was the absolute fucking height of comedy. And you know what? Watching it, uh, a few years later it's actually maybe even better than I remembered. Julie Brown's Madonna voice-- the nasal timbre and the clipped, precise consonants-- is particularly LOLish/brilliant. Plus it's prescient: MEDUSA was crucifying people on stage ages before the real Madonna did it. Fun fact: A very young Kathy Griffin has a small but crucial role as one of Medusa's backup singers. See her star turn and a few other choice moments after the jump.

3:30ET: Elliot Tiber author of Taking Woodstock, will join me to talk about his book, the movie version directed by Ang Lee and some titillating stories that Elliot experienced along the way.

For day two of our award-winning US Open coverage, we bring you "Brian the Tennis Player" a go-go dancing waif circa 1987 whose hair looks like it came from a dusty corner of Mel Gibson's steamer trunk. He gets almost completely naked, fucks around semi-pornographically with a tennis racket, and-- in even further eerie confluence with the themes of yesterday-- looks a little bit like Jason Bateman circa Silver Spoons. (Except, you know, legal and everything. Probably.) Beware: although it is safe-ish for Youtube, I'm putting it after the jump cause it's definitely NSFW.

The video for the new Hood By Air SS10 collection has a distinctly spiritual vibe. (via PLD)

NO ON 1!

Last year omgblog.com reported the extremely important news that Lady Gaga had written songs for Michael Bolton's new album. During our interview, the pop star told us that she'd written "a huge fucking love song" for the adult contemporary icon. Here's what else Gaga had to say about working with Bolton: He’s so amazing and so talented and so kind and so wise. He’s become a really good friend of mine. At first I was intimidated because he’s pretty legendary in adult contemporary music and he’s really known for having the most epic love songs. He’s had so many hits and all I’m thinking is, what the fuck am I going to write for this guy? He sang “Time, Love and Tenderness”! What the hell am I going to write for him? We actually did this totally amazing record together. I think it’ll surprise a lot of people and right now we’re talking about me singing on it with him, which I think would be awesome. This week one of the songs reportedly penned by Gaga leaked online. It's called "Murder My Heart". Give it a listen above and tell us if you think it lives up to the non-hype.

Sometimes I'm really sad I wasn't a TV writer in the eighties, when I'm pretty sure I could have turned almost any of my great ideas into primetime gold for at least an episode or three. For instance, the 1984 ladydetective show PARTNERS IN CRIME starring Lynda Carter and Loni Anderson (I know, right?) could have come straight out of my dreams. Steve from Hard Liquor, Soft Holes brought this to our attention and points out that Lynda Carter's moment at 0:48 is definitely the best part. I also like when Lynda admits that they're too stupid to solve crimes so "we call the police a lot!" I just hope they don't live in She's the Sheriff's jurisdiction!

It's the US Open and you know what that means! OMG Blog's incisive, renowned sportz commentary and in-depth coverage of the event. Jkjkjkjkjk. Actually, I realize all you want is nude, naked pictures of tennis players. So I have obliged. Click through for the NSFW action.

I actually watched this great video in eighth grade health class and it was pretty easy to figure out that I was in love-- with Jason Bateman. Duh! Unfortunately, at least in this video, he seems to have eyes only for his sister.