We’re All Voglechecks
All the fuss about the G.O.P.’s future now that the election is over but what about the future of S.N.L.? You’re looking at it. Armissen and Wiig are your de facto leadership- consider them Pawlenty and Jindal. Admittedly, Fred’s Obama is not very good but then again whose is? What you want Finesse Mitchell back? Besides politics is done and gone now. It’s time to start delivering past the cold opens. So we say: just give these two the damn ball. Give them two balls matter of fact. Is that against the rules? What sports metaphor is this? Tennis? How many balls does that take? That’s what she said.
Face with No Name
The Best of Eddie Murphy
"You know what would be funny? You know how James Brown is always shrieking?
Well what if he was shrieking singing a song about getting into a hot tub?"
~ (hypothetically) eddie murphy
Since then Eddie Murphy has seriously gone off the rails but during the 80′s, time of the planet-consuming pop idol, he was the biggest, freshest comedian on the planet. His SNL years were but a harbinger.
Welcome The Best of Eddie Murphy on Saturday Night Live VHS tape to The CLAP Academy Hall of Fame.
They Shoot Horses Don’t They?
People make movies all the time and at great cost. A great movie is as much luck as it is effort, but how do you make a bad movie? Let me rephrase that: how do you make a movie so bad that it’s good? Let me show you:
Beer for My Horses, Drama. Now on DVD
Cast your star as Steve Harvey Toby Keith
CORRECTION: Toby Keith the…sex symbol?
Also cast Claire Forlani to remind us that she used to do love scenes with this guy.

Red state values! They’re folksy so insert them. Make your main character act like a dad through the whole movie: “Pull ya pants up, son.”

Cast an evil international villain (Mexican).

John Woo the action using none of the skill or technique.

Is Tom Skerritt in it? Does he look confused the entire time? Well done.

Just end it eventually. Have people dance or something. The End.
Please go rent this movie. I swear.
Red Marks
“It’s now 2004 and still no word on when Jodeci is going to reunite and bring us the music, [comma splice] we always enjoyed [bad tense]. But, the market isn’t what it uses [spelling] to be. With younger more recycled [contradicts younger] than original music arises and popular than ever before [unclear thought], but there are still a few artists such as Alicia Keys, India Arie, John Mayer [John Mayer?], and Norah Jones to keep ‘music’ alive and well…”
~The Mystery of DeVante Swing. We give it a D+ for not only grammar but timelessness.
Back to the Future
Lindsay Lohan is so rich. Did you know she’s from the 1930′s? She traveled in one of those kippy time machines all the way to our future to become a mega-tabloid star getting all gay in the process. She even supports our first “colored” President. America you go girl. Maria Menounos’s reflexive head nod is also quite impressive.
That’s So Software
“Software, computers is the most punk rock thing ever.” -Girl Talk
I don’t know much about Girl Talk except that his remix of “Wamp Wamp” by The Clipse a couple of years back was maja. Now I see the footage of him with his fans in the new “I’m A PC” advertisement and am suddenly confronted with the rapidly changing identity of the DJ, from party maker to party facilitator, and I’m not sure how I feel about it.
On one hand it’s a great Generation O statement about talent and equality in which we all get to play with the tools in the shed first come first served. On the other hand isn’t this guy just dancing around with his laptop on stage? I can do that at home with iTunes Genius but it doesn’t make me a rock star. Why are these kids so into it? Or are they? Maybe they’re all having “fake fun” as my Grandpa called it whenever he took me to 4-H fair work retreats at the tractor factory where he worked (not made up). Call me crazy but the Girl Talk fans have a substantially less kinetic vibe than, say, the people who went to see Ice Cube live with Redman at the DC Armory in 1993.
Fun fact: At that show there was an unbilled new artist who performed that night, a year before his first solo album dropped. His name was Biggie Smalls.
Happy Monday
Obama Claps
I couldn’t have gotten less done this week. Try as I might there’s been almost no reason to be cynical about the news. Almost no reason. It’s a new day with a new president, a new historical milestone achieved, new job loss numbers, a new Ryan Adams album, and a new approach to foreign policy. It’s going to be a bumpy ride. The week that was:
**Special Slap Section**
Election Night
Fingers Crossed
Vote!
It’s cute.
I Know
I Gotta Go Do This
“Why are you laughing at me?” easily top 10 worst questions to ever be asked. Top 5 if it’s Joe Pesci. Meanwhile …
Hey Joaquin. Don’t you quit on me man. Don’t you dare quit on me. Hey! Wake up brother. Stay with us okay? Joaquin? Stare into the light. It’s only castles in the wind. You bastard … you magnificent ape!
Revive
Vitamin Water “Revive.” To quote the bottle: “It’s got potassium and b vitamin to help you recover and feel refreshed – kinda like in those old irish springs soap commercials.” But eight of them Anne? Dating bastards really takes it out of you.
Jay Reatard
Was lucky enough to catch Jay Reatard at the tail end of the weeklong CMJ music marathon in New York. It was refreshing to still see the youth of today body surf in a crowd. “Reatard” is the post-metal pop-punk version of Jack White but altogether more sincere. Above are 2 songs from his Blood Visions album. You’ll notice how f@*$ing fast and short they are- like sniffing Johnny Ramone’s ashes from off a vinyl cover of Kill ‘Em All.




















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