Idolator editress Maura Johnston

• The New Yorker's Sasha Frere-Jones weighs in and solicits opinions on thephoenix.com's revisiting of the Post-Punk Pantheon, which examined the nine other records from the '80s (besides SOnic Youth's recently re-ished Daydream Nation) that defined the indie canon of the '90s.

Yesterday, Stereogum set the blogosphere and Radiohead fan base abuzz with OKX: A Tribute to OK Computer, a humble attempt by musicians such as Mobius Band, Cold War Kids and Marissa Nadler to pay homage to a seminal ten-year-old album (this generation’s Dark Side of the Moon, according to some people).

Between reading Cam's rhyme book and listening to new Avril, Hillary, Trent, and Arctic Monkeys -- don't even get us started on that Amerie joint and the Bjork/Timbo collabo -- we haven't had much time to blog.

We recommend the following fine remedial material, blowing up a summertime near you soon:

1. Finally, Tim reached into the goodie bag and delivered the goods.

Oh no they didn't.

We wondered how long it was gonna take before someone raised a stink about this year's Pazz and Jop cover, in which Dylan rolls over TV on the Radio's Kyp Malone with a Segway or some shit. There are certain types of caricatures that rub you the wrong way, and this was certainly one of them.

Since leaving our fair city for the cold-hearted Rotten Apple, Cami has been blogging her face off for her new employers, the New Times/Village Voice Media empire. We don't want to get her in trouble with her new boss (same as her old boss), but for our money she's the best thing going down there. And as Boston indie-rockers are finding out, we didn't lose our favorite OTD correspondent, we've gained a couch to crash on in Brooklyn.

Dance, dance.

Now that everyone's counting, it's time to get our Merrittometer up.

1. Just when you thought the D4L/snap craze couldn't get any more ridiculous, along comes the best monkey-dance song since the Ideals' "The Gorilla."

DOWNLOAD: R. Kelly & Fabo, "Gorilla" (mp3 link, via Shanghai Flu)

1. Sure, there's lots of people playing Brazilian shit nowadays. You can get it from people like this, or you can get is straight from the tap. Lemon-Red's new mix is by none other than Bonde Do Role's DJ Gorky. This is the guy who thinks up shit like Alice in Chains as a baile funk song. He does stuff like that for breakfast.

So, how've you been?

We've been trying to work our way out from under the avalanche of site-clogging traffic generated by our blogging bretheren over at Slop Culture, who just had the internet version of a runaway, chart-topping, Beatle-mania-type hit single. A ridiculous little idea they had called "The 100 Unsexiest Men in America" -- a parody of lad-mag "100 sexiest women" features -- became a bona-fide internet meme.

Nick Catchdubs and Certified Bananas
April 14 at Enormous Room

Click on the archives and you'll note that the first official On the Download post was made on April 17, 2005. We put up something about the Converge show at Harpers Ferry. None of you were reading, because we didn't tell anyone about it for a couple of months.

Which one of these things is doing its own thing?

1. Sunburned Hand of the Man, Black Helicopter, and Magik Markers signed to Universal Records? Well, sort of:

Ecstatic Peace signs deal with Universal records ECSTATIC PEACE, the independent record label founded by Sonic Youth's THURSTON MOORE in 1981 has, as of February 2006, signed a distribution deal with UNIVERSAL RECORDS.

(This story was removed from online editions of the Boston Phoenix.)

Lie defector:

Voice blogger accused of telling the truth

By Carly Carioli and Matt Ashare

The Village Voice yesterday suspended serial fabricator Nick "Riff Raff" Sylvester, after it was revealed that elements of a cover story he wrote this week were actually true.

Big smooches to Compound 440r's MicL Ptvn for re-upping his V-day mix last night: this is what happens when discopunk and synthpop fiends google their itunes playlists for the word "love." The tracklist probably mirrors the mixtape you made for your girlfriend last week, or at least had promised you'd make, so take MicL up and pass it off as your own if you haven't already: