I may be missing tonight’s @alyankovic concert.

The weather’s getting worse here. The kids are already home early and they’re predicting rain turning to snow turning to maniacs on the road frantically trying to avoid the frozen-hell-rain of the angry sky gods. Because DC. So I may be missing this.

Yes, that absolutely sucks.  How is it it’s snowing? In Maryland? In March?

Tweet of the Day, @Rianjohnson Is A Big Ol’ Nerd edition.

A big ol’ drunken nerd who had a 220 million domestic opening weekend.  This is at least from 2012, and dear God but the irony abounds. Weird Al Yankovic has an absolutely unique finger on our cultural pulse, you know?

Moe Lane

PS: I can think of worse things that getting drunk and belting out Yoda, so kai Rian Johnson. He probably would get that reference, too.

Weird Al touring next year.

And I am there.

Haven’t bought the tickets yet, because they won’t be on sale for general peons for another week for the venue I’m going to go to (Bethesda, MD).  But as soon as it’s available, I’m signing up.  It should be an absolute hoot; it’s going to be all the old stuff, and none of the props or video screens.  Lots and lots of fun, in other words.

Weird Al Yankovic getting star on Hollywood Walk of Fame.

Also that guy that wrote Hamilton, which is of course nice for Lin-Manuel Miranda and everything. But let’s face it: while they’re probably gonna touch on Miranda in music history classes fifty years from now, he’s not exactly the window into a greater understanding of the last forty years of American popular music that Weird Al Yankovic is. You could do a doctoral thesis on the subject of Yankovic’s ongoing tacit assessment and analysis of musical trends, and probably somebody has.  It might not even be as dull as ditchwater, either.

Moe Lane

PS: I have nothing against Lin-Manuel Miranda as a songwriter. “We Know the Way” was pretty. In fact, I enjoyed the entire Moana soundtrack very much.