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Tonight! DJ MIA in da popscene haus

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This just in, in, in: MIA will be playing DJ, spinning and freestyling, alongside Maximo Park tonight, July 26, at popscene. So if you were too slow on the uptake for the tickets to her show at Rickshaw Stop Saturday, July 28, or can't make her Amoeba Music instore in Berkeley that same day at 2 p.m., then you gotta 'nother chance to watch England's Tamil Tigeress wax specific.

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It's tonight, July 26. Read more »

Stars: they fall down, just like us!

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By Molly Freedenberg
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...except they have better publicists. And lawyers. And whole record companies fighting to keep their embarrassing foibles out of the public eye. In the case of Beyonce, or Ms. B-Day (am I the only one amused that she named her album – phonetically, at least -- after a device that cleans your ass?), who fell head-first down some stairs at her Orlando concert on Tuesday, it’s probably all of the above. Read more »

The poetry of Lindsay Lohan

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What the hell is happening to young Hollywood? Read more »

More free, fab sounds: Amber Asylum's Kris Force comes out old-school

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Amber Asylum honchette Kris Force gives an olde-styley performance with pal Sigrid Sheie tonight, July 25, at the Homestead. Me thinks it won't be heaviosity incarnate - instead, Force e-mails, "We've been working on a collection of standards and torch songs that we would love to share with you." She adds that Chewy of Hammers of Misfortune will be joining the duo on brushes.

It's all happening tonight, about 9:30 p.m. And it's, dang, free... Read more »

All you need is…less diapers, more navel-gazing ‘60s nostalgia

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By Sean Manning

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In a move that’s sure to send the diaper industry to its knees - and the general public into an era of unabashed pants-pooping - an announcement will be made at the Musicians for Peace stage at this year’s Monterey Summer of Love Festival to protest Proctor and Gamble’s use of the Beatles “All You Need Is Love” in a TV ad. Get it? Like, “Luvs.” Why? ‘Cause that’s, like, our anthem, man. Read more »

TerrorBird getdown

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Hey Everyone, sorry.. I copy and pasted the info from email i sent diane. but all the show info is still good. hope to see you nex week. hope life is amazin! Read more »

Portland's got yer Dirty Mittens...

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Set off the Portland twee indie explosion with Dirty Mittens, Bustling Townships, and Eskimo and Sons. The Portlanders head into town whispery song stylings, the fairy-tale folk, and the shambolic sing-alongs respectively. Read more »

BoBs over Bay-ghdad: Best of the Boy... I mean, bands

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By Robert Bergin

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Ghost Boobs, kids love 'em! Gravy Train!!!! strikes a munchy pose. Courtesy of nyc.metblogs.com.

Perhaps you’ve noticed a lot more bated breath among your neighbors. More expectant glances at calendars and watches, perhaps. Well, there's a logical explanation for all that anticipation. The Guardian's "Best of the Bay" issue drops next week.

But you can’t wait! You’ve gotta have those value judgments! In your hands! Read more »

Electro-fied

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By Molly Freedenberg

Blame it on my newish obsession with Chromeo, but this punk and rock diehard is suddenly getting all excited about electropop. I suppose it was really only a matter of time, considering I grew up doing kick-ball-changes to Marky Mark (and his Funky Bunch), and have been indoctrinated into the world of house and breaks by six years of Burning Man - and what is electropop if not the marriage of those two danceable genres? Read more »

Pitchfork Music Festival Day 3: Just try keeping the Lidell on De La Soul

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By K. Tighe

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Jamie Lidell rocks the synthetics. All photos by K. Tighe.

Sunlight danced off of Jamie Lidell's Mylar-embellished headpiece as the Cambridge-born genre-bender yucked it up like only a Brit can. When not encased within his make-shift mechanical perch, Lidell contorted around the stage in a gold-embossed smoking jacket, giving the impression that this fringe-hugging impresario was something of an electro-soul shaman. Read more »