Friday Q&A part 2, the randos

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I tackled Chicago pizza here during a trip to Chicago a couple years ago. The condensed version: It’s delicious, but it’s not pizza. It’s like a pizza-style cake. It’s really cute that they call it pizza, but as far as I’m concerned pizza is something that can be — and often should be — eaten by the curb late in the evening, folded in half with one hand while the grease drips out the back and onto the increasingly translucent paper plate you’re cradling in the other. Chicago-style “pizza” requires a knife and fork and takes 45 minutes to prepare. Bah.

Again, still good, and good enough to be good anywhere. My issue with it is entirely semantic, and pretty silly really.

Notable exception to “good enough to be good anywhere:” Pizzeria Uno, at least in its non-Chicago locations. Not a fan. Actually, my wife and I first bonded over our mutual distaste for Pizzeria Uno and the movie Titanic.

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OK, how about a five-show lineup?

1. Paul McCartney: I know McCartney already played Citi Field back in 2009, but I was busy getting married and I missed it. Plus, McCartney is a living legend, a former Beatle, and still awesome. I saw him at Yankee Stadium last summer. The guy rocks. He’s all over the stage, plus he’s actually playing the instruments he purports to play and not just holding them pretending to play while relying on the band behind him for the sound. How does a 70-year-old man have so much dexterity and energy? Also: Despite being one of the band’s lead singers, McCartney is somehow perhaps the most underrated Beatle. Listen to the bass parts. They’re so good.

2. The Flaming Lips: Regardless of how you feel about the Flaming Lips’ music, go see them live sometime. I can practically guarantee they’ll do something awesome that you’ve never seen a band do before. Confetti guns, giant hamster balls, Wizard of Oz covers, laser shows, everything. It’s great spectacle, and I’d love to see how they translate it to a venue that big.

3. Styx: Though I am no fan of REO Speedwagon’s, I really enjoyed the fact that REO Speedwagon was playing at Citi Field because REO Speedwagon is hilarious and bad and great fodder for comedy. Styx is even worse and even sillier. Maybe we could have them come play all of Kilroy Was Here for the second set.

4. The Wu-Tang Clan: Because duh.

5. Bill Withers: What’s Bill Withers doing these days anyway? He wrote pretty awesome songs and it’d be good to see him get some work.

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Santore! For those uninitiated, Chicken Madnesses are available from Wisemiller’s, a small deli and grocery right near the Georgetown campus. It is without a doubt the university’s most popular and frequently discussed sandwich. It’s grilled chicken, bacon and red and green peppers all chopped up and covered with some seasoning (which I’d guess is a mix of paprika, cayenne, and garlic salt), topped with melted provolone, lettuce, tomato and mayo. What makes it special, I think, is the distinctive flavor of the Wisey’s grill, which is strong enough that it makes everyplace where a Wisey’s sub has been smell like Wisey’s for the next several hours.

So I would say that no, adding barbecue sauce or replacing the mayo with barbecue sauce does not make it a different sandwich. It’s the overpowering Wisey’s-ishness of the creation that makes it (as well as its better, burger-based cousin) Madness, and Madness can be sauced in plenty of ways.

Also, if you’re in the Georgetown area of D.C., you should probably check out Wisemiller’s. I suspect the Madness sandwiches don’t taste as good to those who didn’t rely on them to get through college, but they have bacon regardless.

Via email, Chris writes:

The Foo Fighters song ‘Rope’ popped up on my Ipod recently and the beginning of that song always reminds me of the song Detachable Penis that was popular back when we were in middle school. Which leads me to my question.  Is Detachable Penis the dumbest or most ridiculous song of our lifetime to ever get regular mainstream airplay? I know there was some ridiculous stuff coming out of the 80’s but that’s mostly in hindsight.

More like awesomest song of our lifetime to ever get regular mainstream airplay!

Chris is right though; that’s a tremendously weird song to be in a rock radio rotation. And it’s not just the subject matter. The song itself is weird, and it’s more of a spoken word/standup routine than a proper song.

I kind of love it, for what it’s worth. I bought the album after I saw the song featured on Beavis and Butt-head, I believe. Two notable stories: I had a short-lived sketch comedy show in college called The Brodeo, and we used the beginning of Detachable Penis for our opening credit sequence. I edited it, and though I had no idea what I was doing, I did a pretty solid job aligning the guitar hits with still-screens of the actors in the show. The only problem is I screwed up the audio fade-out. So, unintentionally, as the credits ended you could hear the first line of the song — “I woke up this morning with a bad hangover and my penis was missing again.” We decided it worked and left it in; a happy accident.

Second: King Missile and their lead singer, John S. Hall, both released albums on labels that were under the umbrella of the Knitting Factory’s record company while I interned there one summer. It was a tiny operation and, among other things, I answered phones. Sometimes John S. Hall would call in, and every time I heard his voice I wanted to be all, “say you checked the medicine cabinet because you leave it there sometimes! Say it!” I never did though.

 

Bill Murray can crash here

Apparently Bill Murray likes to randomly crash parties in the New York City area, which is news to me but not overwhelmingly surprising, given how awesome Bill Murray is and how he seems to realize it. Now he’s taking his act on the road and will kick off a party-crashing tour of the United States in August. He asks only that you have alcohol and karaoke available, a couch or spare bed for him to crash on, and a sign outside your home that says “BILL MURRAY CAN CRASH HERE.

Man I hope this is for real. Also, I would like to see “BILL MURRAY CAN CRASH HERE” signs become standard home decor everywhere. Bill Murray deserves to know where he can crash.

Via Scott.

“The next time I see him, I’m going to step on his foot. You print that. I think he’s ridiculous.”

Outside of Miles Davis playing music, Miles Davis talking about music is one of the best things you’ll ever hear. In 1964, Downbeat magazine asked him to share his thoughts on some new music after a blind listening test. It was predictably hilarious. Anyone with any interest in jazz history, American history or creative uses of the word “motherf—er” should definitely, definitely read Davis’ autobiography.

Should a band always play its biggest hit?

Modest Mouse put on a good show last night at Governor’s Ball. I’m not a huge fan of the band; I’ve got nothing against them, but I don’t own any of their albums. And though I recognized several of their songs when they played them, I couldn’t readily identify most of them as Modest Mouse songs until last night. They seemed worth seeing live based on what I knew of their catalog and reputation, but they were hardly the draw that got me to the all-day festival.

My wife, for what it’s worth, really likes the song “Float On,” the band’s most recognizable hit and only No. 1 single on any chart in its career thus far. Last night they did not play it, wrapping up instead with “Missed the Boat,” a very nice song.

But this isn’t really about Modest Mouse. That band is only a recent example used here to beg the question: Should a band always play its biggest hit at concerts?

On one hand, it hardly seems rock-and-roll to yield to the whims of the Billboard charts to indulge those in attendance not familiar with the bulk of your repertoire. Presumably the hardcore fans prefer the deeper cuts that they haven’t seen performed countless times on late-night talk shows by now, and a band should be loyal to those most loyal to it.

On the other, it does seem either self-conscious or ungracious to eschew a song, no matter how sick of it you are, if it’s the one that brought you mainstream success. The Flaming Lips, for example, have played “She Don’t Use Jelly” at every one of their concerts I’ve attended — at least once prefacing it with a note about how that song’s success provided the resources they needed to do all the awesomely strange projects and performances they’ve endeavored since.

So there’s the rub: Playing the song might amount to giving in to the masses when the most rock-band thing to do is say, “f— the masses, we’ll play what we want.” But if not for those masses’ appreciation of the song, you’re probably not playing for nearly as large a crowd.

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Foul play suspected in Bieber-Putz episode

OK, I know what some of you are thinking. This story has gone from “charming, oddball coincidence” to “too good to be true.” It was one thing that Putz just happened to pull a random and precious Bieber autographed card from some boxes that Panini employees just happened to hand one of his Twitter-happy teammates. But now, instead of giving his girls the card, Putz is taking them to a Bieber concert that just happens to kick off a tour starting … in Phoenix, where perhaps the whole Putz clan could meet Justin Bieber and get another autograph.

We are to believe that these are just a series of coincidences? Somebody might have gotten played.

David Brown, Big League Stew.

My headline initially called it the “Putz-Bieber episode” but I figured the “Bieber-Putz episode” would be much better for search engine traffic.

BurritoBot could soon be a thing

For his thesis project for NYU’s Interactive Telecommunications Program, Manriquez decided to build something that is both decidedly future-leaning and something that would open up a dialogue about the things he holds dear, namely fabrication technologies and food issues. Burritos, he decided, lend themselves perfectly to his purpose.

Now in prototype, the Burritobot is controlled via an iOS or Ruby-based smartphone app on which the user can customize his or her burrito by selecting which extrudable ingredients he or she wants and using sliders to specify the proper ratio. Then, atop a standardized tortilla, the machine goes to work, using extruders mounted on a moving carousel to deposit the desired ingredients.

Clay Dillow, PopSci.com.

This Marko Manriquez guy seems all right: