We each cope with depression in our own way. For Wavves frontman Nathan Williams on the band’s fourth full-length release Afraid of Heights, it’s copious self-medication, followed by suicidal meditation. Using ‘90s-era skate punk as a vehicle for self-loathing, Afraid of Heights is a well-constructed dirge of an album, even if Williams hasn’t moved on thematically from where he was five years ago.
Take a shot every time someone says bitch, a punch is thrown, a nipple or vagina is blurred, the girls take a shot, or a weave falls on the floor. So go the rules of the Bad Girls Club drinking game, Oxygen’s genius idea to put a bunch of misbehaving girls (coke whores, sex addicts, alcoholics, etc.) together and hope they can rehabilitate themselves into better citizens.
February was a bad month for NBC. Two of NBC’s fall favorites, The Voice and Revolution were still on hiatus. Smash debuted poorly in its second season premiere alongside comedic flop 1600 Penn and dreadful dramas Do No Harm and Deception. Pile that on to a weak slate of major sporting event contracts and Ted Turner’s National Broadcasting Company was bound to take a tumble. But no one expected this. NBC fell from first in November to fifth in the February “sweeps” race, a key period for advertisers assessing the impact of their dollars and negotiating new contracts.
The world is chock-full of competing theories. Is evolution or intelligent design behind the origin of mankind? Was ‘N Sync or the Backstreet Boys the superior boy band of the ‘90s? Does the Leo’s smell come from cleaning detergent or divine intervention? But no theories are more hotly debated than the meaning behind hit dramas—Lost, anyone?—and AMC’s comic book adaptation The Walking Dead is no exception.
As a young child, I can fondly remember rushing to finish my dinner and guzzle down my glass of milk to get in front of the TV. “Finish your veggies, Keaton,” my mom would say as I shied away from the mound of asparagus, “and then you can go watch television.” But unlike other seven-year-olds eager to catch the latest episode of Even Stevens or Hey Arnold!, I was stoked about my half-hour daily trivia session with Alex Trebek on Jeopardy!.
Many have lauded the comedic bravery of Lena Dunham’s breakout HBO creation Girls. From the Hollywood Foreign Press Association, which awarded Dunham’s debut TV series with a Golden Globe for Best Television Series—Comedy or Musical, to that hipster texting gun-to-panda emojis in reference to Sunday’s second season premiere, the consensus seems to be that Girls hits the urban 20-something female experience square on the head.