"The Barstow Boyz are to good taste what Kevin Federline is to good taste," Alison Rosen wrote in last week's issue. "Which is to say they wouldn't recognize it if it were a boat in their driveway." Which is a really cute and clever way (that's our Alison!) of saying that the Barstow Boyz play good covers of bad cock rock songs, bringing a party like you wouldn't believe. Tonight, they make a rare appearance at Detroit Bar. So sayeth the Boyz:
You're playing a special Thanksgiving eve show. W
Back in April 2001, Alison M. Rosen wrote a cover story for the Weekly (available at the moment only through Google cache) on her inexplicable fondness for the work of Thomas Kinkade, Painter of Light™. She knew that Kinkade belonged on "a list of people you, as an enlightened individual, are not allowed to like", and she knew why. His paintings "most of which are überquaint street scenes from a time when things were simpler, home was sweet and where the heart was, and people knew the
