I seriously cannot figure out what everyone is smoking. I don’t care what the haters say, the new M.I.A. record is brilliant: the beats are sparce, complex, bad ass. I’m not sure — were people expecting 12 “Paper Planes” in a row? I can understand Perez Hilton, soccer moms and tweens that discovered her while […]

I bemoan the recent blowup of M.I.A.  The other day the Madman was walking home and passed two 12 year-old girls bouncing around singing “Paper Planes”, making up their own lyrics (something about “checking on veins”), and I shook my head ruefully. Then, last night whilst drinking a Captain n’ Coke at a Hollywood douche […]