“In Mexico, they’re smart,” said Berta Nava, who assembled the dish, called Tostilocos.. “They take a food, a bag of chips, anything and say: ‘What else? What else can we do?’ ”
Many Dancehall fans are making a big deal of the fact that with Vybz Kartel behind bars, his most recent protege, Popcaan, is stepping out of the "featuring" slot to take over as the interim Gaza king. But the truth is that even before his incarceration on suspicion of mulitple homicides Di Teacha had been getting outshined by Popcaan on tracks like the Summertime riddim, where his tune "Raving" became the biggest crowd pleaser over Kartel's titular voicing. While it may be true that Mavado is unabashedly taking advantage of Kartel's absence to release a slew of new tracks aimed at winning back the top slot in Dancehall, Popcaan occupies a different role: that of the party prince. Previously this position has been held down by younger incarnations of Beenie Man and Mr. Vegas. Popcaan's brand is based around "raving": partying and drinking while rocking oversized fitted hats, Clarks and "cut off foot pants" (which in the U.S. might be referred to as "capri pants", but hey). The sound, perfectly matched to the carefree image, is sunny Island Pop dominated by his high-pitched, froggy, slightly autotuned voice and trademark "Yaawwww!". Lets take a look at a few recent tracks:
Summer 2010 vol. 1 by whiteanimalsound
Summer 2010 vol. 2 by whiteanimalsound
and Here's a promo mix Dylan whipped up:
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le only in Thailand, is maybe my favorite soda of all time. Debuted in 2003, Manao Soda (Manao is Thai for lime), is uncharacteristically unsweet for a Thai soda, most of which taste like undiluted cordial. And it is made with real lime juice, about which a Coca Cola Thailand represenative says "We believe that this - Prew Sa tung nam tung naur (fresh taste of the real fruit and juice) - has been to our success".
I was excited to try real Jamaican jerk chicken as soon as I got to Jamaica, but when we got to the Jerk Center on the road from Montego Bay to St. Elizabeth I was surprised to be given the choice of Jerk pork, which I jumped at. For some reason Jerk pork is not a concept that I have run into the states. Maybe that's because unlike its chicken equivalent, Jerk pork truly requires the hardwood smoking it receives in a real jerk set-up like you see below. You can make passable Jerk chicken in an oven at home, but bad Jerk pork is just terrible, as you will discover even in Jamaica at a half-assed Jerk stall. When it's done right, though, it becomes smoky pink on the inside and charred black and caramel crisp on the outside. The large swaths of fat in the meat will have essentially been transformed into spicy bacon. Hacked up and doused in the incredibly hot scotch bonnet homemade pepper sauce and sweet Jerk-flavored barbeque sauce you can find at Jamaican Jerk centers, it is like alpha-barbecue, like the superior progenitor of the entire culinary milleu. As you can see from the menu below, most Jerk centers are pretty straight-forward deals, offering only Jerk and a bit of starch to quell the scotch bonnet burn. Once you've had a quarter pork paired with festival (sweet fried-dough that tastes to me like the coating on a corn dog) and a Red Stripe, you won't miss side dishes. 
New mix from the Midnight Mongo Sound is right on time and in tune. Skinhead reggae, punk dubs, whiteboy skanking. Perfect tunes for an anglophile afternoon watching football, sipping lager and feelin' irie, innit?
While I can't declare that In the Cut was a complete success as a film, it did seem to me to be perfectly successful in transporting you into the female mind. The difference between this movie and most other serial-killer thrillers is analogous to the difference between mainstream Silicon Valley grindhouse porn and the soft-focus story driven lesbian variety they make for women. Everything here: the over-saturated colors, the disconcerting sound design, the grotesque and lyrical images seem designed to conjure a particular sensuous and hormonal female mindstate. From our heroine's perspective, all of New York, all the people and things in her world are imbued with Eros and muted, strangely alluring menace. Blood, murder, sex and romance swirl around her in the thick sweaty air of a Summer in the city. Even the way the film is plotted seems to transmit a feminine sensibility, eschewing the linear, implicitly masculine thrust of the average thriller's plot development for a languorous, organic pace more attuned to our main character's indecisive, overheated state. Oh yeah, and it has some hot, hot sex, which I think is something that we can all appreciate no matter our gender perspective.
The idea of a metal cookbook definitely seems like a joke and one would guess that even if you got the concept off the ground, the actual book would turn out worthless either to cooks, metal fans, or both. But, this book seems to have been put together with the perfect balance of humor and dutiful respect to both food and to the musical culture of metal. More than that, it has nice graphic design and food photography and a great glossy feel to the pages.
Until the End of Time (March 2010) by whiteanimalsound
"That Tree" Blend by Kenny Meez
Snoop Dogg feat. Kid Cudi- That Tree (prod. by Diplo)
Mr. Lexx- Nuh Gal Nuh Wann Dem ("That Tree" Riddim blend by Greg Nyce)
Stacious- Stop Me from Shine ("That Tree" riddim blend by Greg Nyce)
Rihanna- Rude Boy (Emynd's "Sun God" Blend feat. Baby Cham)
Erykah Bad- The Healer/Hip-Hop
Madlib- African Voodoo Queen
Sade- Soldier of Love (DJ Critical Hype blend feat. Ghostface and Black Thought)
Taken by Trees- To Lose Someone/Tupac- Until the End of Time (White Animal Blend)
Mavado- Dying/DJ Shadow- Six Days (White Animal Blend)
Major Lazer feat. Collie Buddz and Linda Ortega- Good Enough
Thunderball- Bam n' Bass
Groove Armada- Superstylin' (Bassnectar remix)
Jah Vinci- Baby Girl I'm Alone
"The biggest track was either "Pon the Floor" or an Elephant Man Owl City" dubplate! ?!?"
Seriously, how fucking bummed am I that didn't make it over to Kingston for this party?! Lykke Li and Prince Zimboo like what? Why am I broke and on the other side of the island?
Why do earnest do-gooders always do things just half-assed enough to prompt you to go "Aw, but.. at least their heart is in the right place."? 
Vybez Kartel- Marie (Bomb Drop riddim prod. by Russian)