Here in LA, we’ve seen record store closures from the behemoth Tower chain to the local gem Sea Level Records as of late – a clear sign that the record business is edging closer to extinction with each new year. We are most likely heading towards a world where music is primarily consumed digitally, with physical product existing only for the die-hards who feel that they need to own something tangible along with their music. Would a plastic card emblazoned with album artwork or a band photo do the trick? That’s what Starbucks and now Sony are betting on. more ›

After the holidays, some offices are feverishly trying to catch up on missed work, while others are still lounging in the holiday lull, trying to look busy. more ›

I fucking HATE Costco. I hate it! I hate it! I hate it! more ›

We heart our sister -Ists: today, SFist Editor Bock Keeling was profiled in the SF Weekly. We find out that Gus Van Sant hates SFist and a funny picture of a woman modeling in front of an oil spill crew is now being featured on the site. Pro football player Sean Taylor has died from injuries sustained in a mysterious and tragic shooting incident; he was 24 years old. Police are still searching for... more ›

My high school drama club participated in our local haunted house, and we were merciless. One woman had to be taken away in an ambulance after an actor concealed in a hole in the ground grabbed her foot. So these things really freak me out. I don't believe in zombies and monsters, but I do believe in unpredictable aspiring actors. THE BIG ONES: Universal Studios' Halloween Horror Nights looked so intense I turned down an... more ›

Alright, fine. Maybe I am just another drunk girl stumbling down the street every time that I want to go to Greco’s New York Pizzeria. Maybe the urge for the cheesy goodness, the massive slices, and the dripping grease does only strike when my blood alcohol level rivals that of a bottle of tequila. Maybe that’s true, but that didn’t stop me from giving Greco’s the benefit of the doubt as I walked in,... more ›

I've complained about the scheduling of my beloved Trojans' games in recent years. We seem to have had a lot of late starts. 5:00, 5:30, 7:30pm... someone seemed determined to maintain the oft-speculated upon "East Coast bias" by making sure half the country was getting into bed before USC had finished its first quarter of ball. more ›

I live in a suburb. But our house is on an alley near some busy intersections, so the only wildlife around are sparrows and feral cats. Oh, and once I saw a flock of wild parrots. I work nearby in an office park that is a sea of concrete next to a huge shopping center. Imagine my surprise recently when someone came into the office and insisted, “Elise, you'd better come outside. Your truck is full of raccoons.” Sure enough, a mother and her babies were hanging out in the bed of the truck. I didn’t see any harm in it, and I was once attacked by a pack of wild raccoons while camping so I left them alone. Later, as I was leaving they were going to town on the flowerbeds. more ›

I have been loving this song since I heard it a couple of months ago, and here is the video. Maybe I am just a sucker for talking animals. It's a new Chemical Brothers track featuring Fatlip from Pharcyde and his friend, Sammy the Salmon. What it DO? Enjoy! ©... more ›

It didn't register when I heard that Bill Walsh died. My phone had just beeped at me. Somebody was suggesting that I do an obit here on LAist. "Sure," I thought. "Too bad I don't have time. Maybe I'll bury it in LAst Night's Action." I was wrong. Maybe I was in denial. While trying to recap the happenings in local sports, I couldn't discard Bill Walsh into a pile of other stories from "elsewhere."... more ›

/> *Update: Read the developments from the next day. I don't think I'm a bad person. I'm nice to strangers. I gave my belt to a homeless man a few weeks ago. And I drive my car as little as possible so as not to pollute the environment or exacerbate our dangerous oil dependency. I bike everywhere. In fact, I frequently go a week or more without using my car at all. So why am... more ›

John Travolta, in a wig and fat-suit, tops the list as the most likely thing to draw people to the popcorn stadium this weekend. A decent sci-fi flick about restarting the sun and a sure-to-be-awful movie with all the gay-marriage jokes you can stomach are also on tap. Behold the blandness of the 3rd week of July. more ›

Saturday night the Long Beach Art Theater was host to the premiere of the documentary, "One More for All my True Friends", the story of Orange County punk band Channel 3. The film was produced by Erik Carreon of Homeschool Productions. Channel 3 opened the bill at the very first gig I ever attended. Perennial openers, Channel 3's logo is prominent on many classic flyers. Other than that, there is not much that was... more ›

It’s so good to have you back. I know you’ve been back for a couple of months already. But I still can’t believe that you’re here again. I mean, seriously, we hadn’t seen each other in more than ten years! Where have you been all this time? I fully admit, when we parted ways before, I was the one who was losing interest and looking for something more in my life. So when ESPN Classic... more ›

Sex is something that drives us, empowers us and gets us into really stupid situations with people we have no business seeing naked. Jen Sincero is the bestselling author and sexpert with the carnal knowledge you need. Ask her your questions (all are posted anonymously). Cuz there's no such thing as being too good in bed. Dear Jen, Could you explain what a light hug means? There's this woman that I've been making friends... more ›

Maybe I'm naive, or maybe I've just been married to one woman for so long that I'm out of the loop, but could you please explain to me the mechanics of using a dental dam? more ›

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How many times does this have to happen before someone--like me--snaps? more ›