by Miles Raymer on January 7th 2008 - 4:52 p.m.
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OK, there are worse headlines today than "Virtual Smash Mouth Jam Planned for Intel Keynote"--it's a tie between "U.S. Navy: We Were Ready to Fire at Iranians" and "Chief E-mails Topless Pix of Wreck Victim"--but none are depressing in the same unique way. Any sentence that includes the phrases "social networking" and "Smash Mouth" might as well read "Fuck you, dick." Maybe it's the seasonal affective disorder talking--my current case seems immune not only to full-spectrum light bulbs but also to the Damon Locks-curated mix of vintage Brazilian jams I've been listening to--but the idea of Smash Mouth playing "Walking on the Sun" in a virtual garage makes me wish the 21st century came equipped with a reset button.
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January 8th - 8:54 a.m.
Miles, I love you, but 2008 is the year people in music stop "curating" things. Only people at the British Museum curate things. The rest are clowns.
January 8th - 10:13 a.m.
Say what you will aout Smash Mouth, but I'd love to write a jock rock song that's as ubiquitous as "All Star". Those guys could probably cruise by on royalties for that song alone for the next decade or so...
