The fabulous folks at Vaguely Q have gone ahead and posted the first real trailer for their Nerdcore Rising documentary. Frontalot gets all excited about the fact that Weird Al is in it. And that everyone else who's in it is in it. Also: that he's in it. But his very favorite thing about the trailer is that it goes "swoosh, swoosh" whenever the words come onto the screen. You know. Like it would do in a trailer.
Jason Tanz's book on honkeys and rapping is out in less than a month: it is called Other People's Property: A Shadow History of Hip-Hop in White America and it has got MC Frontalot in it somewhere. Which reminds us: it is never too late to write a nice review of Front's record on Amazon.
Our boy High-C has helped orchestrate a gigantic nerdcore show at the DivX booth at CES. Front regrets that he cannot attend/perform. It is in the early evening on the 10th, with another Vegas nerdcore show the night before. Break a leg, kids! And put a nickel on 33 when you pass the roulette table.
Philosophical question: if you were a rapper, and you named yourself MC Frontalot, would you go on to name yourself Nerflor Snubdubble on KOL?
New York's Mercury Lounge was thoroughly shaken last night by a nerdcore 'splosion. Thanks to the many youngsters who packed the joint and flirted endlessly with Front's merch girl. Thanks to MC Lars, Houston Calls, and the deeply obscene Cock Lorge, each of whom caused massive happiness and jumping around. What a fine evening.
Front heads to sunshiny California for the holidays! Go out dancing to the oldest rave music you can find on New Years, you'll probably see him dorking out in the corner.