Further proof of our ever-growing litigious society: The original West Coast social-political anarchists, the Dead Kennedys, have stepped into the brown shoes of "the man," as the former members have just succeeded in a long legal attack against founder and new-media icon Jello Biafra for shared ownership of the group's vast archives.

Back when MTV weaved its way into the cable-ready homes of America in 1981, the industry machine of producing music videos was just beginning, and if you were there in those early broadcast hours, you surely remember the strange flow of primitive imagery that made the magic box such a mesmerizing experience.
ABC television's Who Wants to Be a Millionaire? will host a special week of brain-tugging with some of music's biggest stars in February. Look for Metallica drummer Lars Ulrich, Nick Carter and Howie Dorough of the Backstreet Boys, Mark McGrath of Sugar Ray, Sisqo, Emily Robison of the Dixie Chicks, and Gene Simmons of KISS.
Lots of Pavement fans are whetting their whistles as the first new solo music from band founder Stephen Malkmus hit the street this past week. I really like the new tracks I've heard from the just released Discretion Grove EP - definitely made to be played loud - so warm up those speakers, kids! Malkmus' new identity as a solo artist is staked out February 13 when Matador Records releases the new full-length album, which might or might not be entitled Swedish Reggae.
Two new smashingly nice independent seven-inch singles have just been released, thrusting their collective fist in the air to all those who fell in love with music the old-fashioned, organic way - dropping a needle on wax.
January 28 promises an entertainment spectacle to live up to our new 21st Century mega-hype, with a superstar smackdown of the boy bands versus the snarling Boston rat mongrels. Super Bowl XXXV is serving up pre-game and halftime entertainment fireworks from 'N Sync, Sting, Bon Jovi, Styx, Ray Charles, and - dig this - recent Rock and Roll Hall Of Fame inductees Aerosmith.
The proposed merger of AOL and media conglomerate Time Warner made it through the Federal Trade Commission this past week, but the fat lady can't squeak a peep before the blessing of their union is granted by the Federal Communications Commission.
In the "For Those About to Kraut-Rock" department: The Crippled Dick Hot Wax Records label has just released Popshopping, an intriguing compilation of original German advertising jingles from the 1960s and 1970s.

Holiday high jinks! Animal instincts! Christmas camaraderie and much egg-noggery! Take musical arms my friends, and toss those lame superstar Christmas albums to the dustbin! Come with me, and let's dip into Santa's sack a little early this year and get the party started right! I've always thought Christmas was a lot like Elvis, all about love and all about showbiz.

All this scratchin' is making me itch! I swear turntablist extraordinaire Mr. Dibbs must be an octopus, with multiple arms flying, dropping needles, cuing beats, and wagging platters like a mad audio scientist. Sure, he's been awarded top-10 DJ status from Spin, Trace, and Thrasher magazines, but it's the sheer creativity of the layers be builds up, drops out, and smashes together that's amazing: fuzzy psychedelica over jazz, Led Zeppelin into Lenny Kravitz, ragamuffin pimp-strolling beats, and snippets of spoken-word children's records.

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