This Sunday is Mother’s Day.
We all know that Mother’s Day might not be applicable to the woman who gave birth to you, but to any woman (or even man) who provided a maternal emotional connection in your life, Mother’s Day is a nice opportunity to acknowledge them and the influence and support they’ve provided in your life.
And while cards, flowers, brunch, candles, and perfumes are nice, here are some of our suggestions.
Word to your mother.
The Punk Mom Pick-Me-Up Set: CBGB Mug and Wake the [email protected] Up!!! Coffee
Momma may be all about her offspring these days but that doesn’t mean she’s completely given up The Offspring or any other Punk Rock bands, so show her some serious hardcore love via some super heavy caffeinated coffee that she can sip out of a supremely righteous CBGB’s mug.
‘Cause let’s face it, if the woman who birthed you likes a band called The Slits, then there’s high hope for you turning out okay.
My mom has never sung the correct lyrics to any song EVER and frankly that’s perfectly fine by me. After-all what would you rather hear, the original lyrics to Robert Palmer’s Addicted to Love or the following…Might As Well Face It, You’re A Dick With A Glove?
Yeah, I thought so.
Embrace Mom’s constant battle with song lyrics by grabbing her a Mistaken Lyrics tumbler (or two) and pairing it with a nice six-pack of beer. Who knows, she might even grace you with a cover of Eddie Money’s Two Chickens To Paralyze.
Summer’s coming and with that means long hot days outside.
For your mom those days remind her of all the times she didn’t have you screwing up her Me-Time and was instead spent laying out on a beach towel listening to the local top-40.
So be a good child and give her a gift of those long ago days with this portable radio that will either pump out the Golden Oldies like Depeche Mode and Nirvana from the airwaves or will act as a speaker for her her own iPod/Phone (which probably feature a few Depeche Mode and Nirvana songs).
Then, oh I don’t know, maybe leave her alone for more than two minutes and let her enjoy the gift.
For the mother who loves Once Upon a Time and is still enamored by folklore and fantasy comes the first volume of writer Bill Willingham’s Fairy Tale Noir, Fables.
When a savage creature known only as the Adversary conquered the fabled lands of legends and fairy tales, all of the infamous inhabitants of folklore were forced into exile. Disguised among the normal citizens of modern-day New York, these magical characters created their own secret society-within an exclusive luxury apartment building on Manhattan’s Upper West Side-called Fabletown. But when Snow White’s party-girl sister, Rose Red, is apparently murdered, it is up to Bigby, Fabletown’s sheriff, and a reformed and pardoned Big Bad Wolf, to determine if the culprit is Bluebeard, Rose’s ex-lover and notorious wife killer, or Jack, her current live-in boyfriend and former beanstalk-climber.
Your mom has already finished Downton Abbey and is already watching Scandal and The Good Wife; what’s the next series for her to tackle?
The answer can be found in PBS’ recently completed series, now available on DVD & Blu-ray, Mr. Selfridge, starring Jeremy Piven in a role a world away from his portrayal of Ari Gold on HBO’s Entourage.
In this series, Piven plays flamboyant entrepreneur and showman Harry Gordon Selfridge, who after transforming Chicago’s Marshall Field’s into a modern department store, moves to London to open one of the finest department stores the world has ever seen: Selfridges. The series follows Selfridge, and his personal life and those of his employees as he jettisons fusty British tradition and turn the store into a the ultimate shopping experience.
Lin-Manuel Miranda’s groundbreaking musical Hamilton is as revolutionary as its subject, the poor kid from the Caribbean who fought the British, defended the Constitution, and helped to found the United States. Fusing hip-hop, pop, R&B, and the best traditions of theater, this once-in-a-generation show broadens the sound of Broadway, reveals the storytelling power of rap, and claims our country’s origins for a diverse new generation.
Hamilton: The Revolution gives readers an unprecedented view of both revolutions, from the only two writers able to provide it. Miranda, along with Jeremy McCarter, a cultural critic and theater artist who was involved in the project from its earliest stages–“since before this was even a show,” according to Miranda–traces its development from an improbable performance at the White House to its landmark opening night on Broadway six years later. In addition, Miranda has written more than 200 funny, revealing footnotes for his award-winning libretto, the full text of which is published here.
Their account features photos by the renowned Frank Ockenfels and veteran Broadway photographer, Joan Marcus; exclusive looks at notebooks and emails; interviews with Questlove, Stephen Sondheim, leading political commentators, and more than 50 people involved with the production; and multiple appearances by President Obama himself. The book does more than tell the surprising story of how a Broadway musical became a national phenomenon: It demonstrates that America has always been renewed by the brash upstarts and brilliant outsiders, the men and women who don’t throw away their shot.