I went to dinner with the family at Luc et Manu Monday night and it was really nice. The only thing that was weird was when halfway through this odd character came in. He looked like Billy Ray Cyrus will in fifteen years with the hair, leather vest, and a beer gut. He asked for a beer and if could sit outside and drink it. And then I'm almost positive he asked for a non-alcoholic beer, which I thought was out of character. So he went outside and had his beer and after a while he came back for another beer and then we didn't see more of him. But when we were getting ready to leave my brother went towards the bathroom and the waiter asked him to go to the ladies room instead. Because as he put it: "The gentleman from outside didn't feel well and had an accident in the men's room". So apparently he'd had two non-alcoholic beers and puked, which is bizarre. A friend of mine mentioned that when you're taking Antabuse you can get sick from non-alcoholic beers, because there's actually a little alcohol in them. So I'm guessing that's what happened.

I was discussing the Jessica Lynch story with my Dad this weekend, and I mentioned that I didn't trust the way the story had been played out in the media. The whole thing felt like it had been staged and even if it hadn't the rhetoric used to describe the events was pure Hollywood. So I was not surprised, when I found this article yesterday [via Metafilter]. In these situations it's hard to say who's lying and who's telling the truth, but if you look at who has got a reason (or motive if you will) to lie here I think you'll agree that the Americans have more to gain from concocting a story than the doctors do.

The new Evan Dando record is out now and you can listen to it at his website [via Slatch]. And there's a very positive review in NME. I like Dando and The Lemonheads a lot, but I'm not convinced it's a great record just yet. But I'll definitely be giving it a few more chances.

Friday night I'll be downtown supporting the guys in Fillip as they're supporting the band Marvel Hill. But before that I'm going to some kind of comedy show. A friend of mine got free tickets, so we're going to check out this comedian and then afterwards we'll be all about the rock 'n' roll and partying. We're trying to get a posse together (I love a good posse), so if you think you're up for it you should get down with us Friday.

And the best news all week is that there's finally a release date for the new Fountains of Wayne album. The album will be called Welcome Interstate Managers and having read the article I finally figured out, why people refer the site as Bitchfork. You're not going to be making any friends here by saying that FOW "haven't graced us with a decent album since their eponymous 1996 debut" and then comparing them to Dishwalla and Primitive Radio Gods.

I saw a segment about Marilyn Manson on Swedish television tonight, where they mentioned that Tim Skold has produced his latest record. If that name doesn't ring a bell it probably won't help when I mention that he was the singer in Swedish glam band Shotgun Messiah. I actually own their debut album and boy have we made fun of that band a lot (they had a drummer named Stixx Galore for one). Anyway, Skold moved on to work with KMFDM, which I guess gave him the cred he needed to get to work on the Manson record. But according to this exposé Skold is not the only one with a shady musical past (his is the worst, though).