Spittin' Wicked Randomness, Vol. 13

Somewhat related, I'm so used to agreeing with Bill Maher that it's kind of a shock when I violently disagree with him on something.

Punk's Not Dead in Uzbekistan, or, This Bazouki Kills Fascists!

Here's a great homage to The Louvin Bros. No idea who this is (someone forwarded it to me), anyone know?

You can download the World's Greatest Rock-n-Roll Band's second-to-last show here (although, I have to admit, the sound's not so goo, and this sounds like it was a better setlist).

Soulsides has a couple great funk tunes up right now, including "Funky L.A." by Paul Humphrey and the Cool-Aid Chemists. Captain's Crate posted this same song a while back, and it's become one of my favorites. Check it out.

Pam Grier! Incidentally, here's the NSFW picture we decided against using.

Jonathan Gold on Square One in East Hollywood:

There are many ways to enjoy bacon at Square One Dining, which, if it didn’t have so many vegetarian-friendly options on its menu, might almost be a bacon-specialty restaurant. There are bowls of stone-ground grits flavored with Cheddar and studded with tiny cubes of bacon; frittatas of bacon, tomato and cheese; a kind of deconstructed Egg McMuffin with bacon, scrambled eggs and aioli on toasted brioche; and bacon, lettuce, avocado and tomato sandwiches made with superbly ripe produce. When you order pancakes, you have the option of a thick caramel sauce whose buttery qualities have been further enriched by a bit of bacon fat, whose subtle smokiness you probably couldn’t trace unless somebody let you in on the secret.

Yeah, that sounds good to me!

Oh yeah, one more thing: this piece James Ellroy wrote in the L.A. Times, a great love letter to the city from one of it's most fucked up residents. I'm about 3/4 of the way through The Big Nowhere right now, and eagerly awaiting Brian DePalma's adaptation of The Black Dahlia, so I enjoyed the hell out of this.