SEATTLE - BLACK LIPS TAKE-AWAY

We know we're already renegging on the New Year's resolution or Lent promise or whatever we made about devoting blog space to the Black Lips, but here's three of the four of them playing a set of individual numbers for Blogotech's Take-Away Show series in Seattle last week. The first one's a Gaye Blades number, the second we're pretty sure is not an actual song (although the phrase "I want a fucking a-rab to get a real nice racial dick" has been bouncing around in our head since we first watched this), and the final piece is from the last album.  There's also a full-band version of "Everybody's Doing It" if you snoop around the site a little. What? Fine, it's here.

LONDON - STUDENT GUIDE

Being a student mainly involves getting fucked, fucking about and fucking. But most students somehow manage to fuck that up. That's where our new Student Guide comes in. It's got first-hand tales of college sex disasters, a photo-story on exchange girls, and a dossier on dossing, The Vice Guide to Taking it Easy at College. Plus, when you wake from your three-year stupor and realise you're going to need some cash to pay off your student loan, we've included instructions on How to Get the Job You Want.

LONDON - THE OBSERVER ♥ VICE

The Observer Magazine did a big feature on us this weekend. They talk about how our “streetwise teen-zine finally grew up,” and how, with our online TV network VBS, we’re “aiming to shock in a different way.” They also drool over the images we've collected in our coffee table tome, the VICE Photo Book. In fact, the piece is so damn flattering that we take back those jibes we made about The Observer a while back and we’re calling it evens.
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NEW YORK - JAPANTHER TONITE AND TOMORROW

If you can't make it to the house party Japanther's playing at tonight in Dover, a) sucks, but b) they are playing tomorrow night at the Market Hotel out on Broadway and whatever that other street is in Brooklyn. Whoever made this video, by the way, is a certified genius in our books.

LONDON - ONE UNDERS

I once saw a woman throw herself under a train. I noticed her sitting on a bench at the platform. As a train approached and the wind picked up, she jumped down to the rails and ran towards the tunnel. People screamed and the train braked hard, but nothing could prevent two hundred tons of metal from mashing her into track pizza. Over 100 people die this way every year. Tube drivers refer to them as "one unders." With the whole hullabaloo brewing about a new film that pokes fun at subway suicides, we talked to a London Underground tube driver about one unders. Here's what he had to say...

LITERARY - A CHILD CALLED IT

If you were to tally up the amount of time my eyes have spent looking at the cover of this book it would probably be something like 37 hours. Give or take. For over a decade this same pudgy, bowl-cut little face having his chin lifted by the same cloud-hand has stared me down from countless grocery store checkout counters and the "inspiration" shelves of countless bookstores—it even occupied a place of honor on the end table next to my grandma's sitting-chair, sandwiched between her dog-eared copy of Christine and completely untouched bible. But it wasn't until yesterday, when some girl fucking beaned me with a copy of the book from her apartment window while I was walking home, that I finally got around to reading it.

POP VOX - HEY, TELL US ABOUT YOUR FAVORITE FIGHT

Since it's finally getting warm enough to do anything outside other than push your hands into your pockets as far as they can go and scream "Jesus Christ! Are you fucking serious! Come On!" we decided to hit the streets and ask a small sampling of New York folks about the best/worst fight they've been in. We weeded out the most BS-y of them, and still, this is what we got.

DEAR VICE - THAT'S NOT A ZIT

Dear Vice,
I haven't seen my boyfriend in weeks and arranged to visit him this weekend. Wouldn't you know it I get a massive disgusting zit smack in the middle of my face. It's almost like God is fucking with me.
EMILY

Hmmm. Looks like God's been "fucking" with a lot of people lately.

LOS ANGELES - HOPE GALLERY

Hope Gallery is a new looking-at-things space set up by Family and Teenage Teardrops, LA's best new bookstore and extremely tiny vinyl imprint, respectively. Tonight at 7:30 they are throwing an opening party full of stuff by Sumi Ink Club, a drawing collective created by some of the folks from Glaciers of Nice. This is like the confluence of everything good that southern California has going for it at the moment that doesn't include a member of Abe Vigoda, and who knows? It could end up including a member of Abe Vigoda. You wouldn't be smart for missing this. Come for the wearable zoetrope, stay for the crafts table.

NEW YORK - NEW SSION VIDEO

Oh good, I'd thought the advent of "Whoop De Doo" had spelled the end of all Cody Critcheloe's weirdly flat, hand-drawn looking videos. This one's sort of a slow-burner, but things really pick up after the nail wipe at 1:25. By the way, can anybody tell what the woman's saying at the beginning though? Is it "platinum"?