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Vice has just released this new video featuring a holiday message from two of my favorite critters on the planet: Lil Bub and Andrew W.K.   Lil Bub, for the uninitiated, is a star-cat whose appearance is defined by his dwarfism, big ol’ saucer eyes, and perpetually stuck-out tongue. Andrew W.K is a singer-songwriter and the self-proclaimed “King of Partying”. Together, they are an unstoppable dream team of cheer.  The video, Lil Bub and Andrew W.K.

It’s time for one of BUST’s most beloved holiday traditions: entertainer Murray Hill’s annual Christmas extravaganza!   Head to Le Poisson Rouge in New York’s West Village this Saturday, December 15th, for the famed drag king’s cheeky and comedic variety show.

More great news on the Bikini Kill front, everyone!  Front lady Kathleen Hanna is reviving her project The Julie Ruin—and I am too stoked. Almost as stoked as I was when Bikini Kill told BUST about the launch of their very own record label, Bikini Kill Records, in the December/January issue. It’s been over 14 years since the release of Julie Ruin’s only album in 1998 after the Bikini Kill break up. But then in 2010, Hanna and Bikini Kill bassist Kathi Wilcox resurrected The Julie Ruin at a show at The Knitting Factory in Brooklyn.

Crystal Castles set the bar pretty high for their third release. After all, NME named their eponymous debut the 39th greatest album of the last decade, and their sophomore effort received widespread critical acclaim. Luckily,  Alice Glass and Ethan Kath show no signs of slacking off on (III). This time around, they’ve abandoned some of the thrashing punk of their self-titled 2008 release while retaining the abrasive energy of a noise band. The result? A little less Slayer, a little more Ladytron.

We’ve just cleared the first week of December, and I’m sure that for some, holiday exhaustion is already rearing its ghastly, tinsel-encrusted, eggnog-stained head. If you’ve already had your fill of the overplayed holiday pop standards that dominate the airwaves this time of year, fear not. There is hope on the horizon.   Sufjan Stevens, everyone’s favorite musical Michigander (or mine, at least), has just released a new Christmas rap mixtape called Chopped and Scrooged.

The British Government is planning to legalize same-sex marriage by the time next summer rolls around. This means that marriage ceremonies between same-sex couples could be performed as early as 2014. Maria Miller, the Equalities Minister, presented this plan to the House of Commons today. This new legislation includes several particular exceptions, added to pacify opponents of the bill—including a ban on gay marriage within the Church of England and the Church in Wales.

Think about all the great musicians, artists, chefs, breweries, and independent vendors that the borough of Brooklyn has to offer, and then imagine them in one place, eating and drinking and shopping and dancing all night. What you just imagined is real, and it might be the coolest thing to happen in a Williamsburg warehouse in a long time.

International tabloids have long since spun the story of Nafissatou Diallo into so much gossip gold. Diallo, an African immigrant working as a maid at the Sofitel in Manhattan, was thrust into the glaring media spotlight after an unfortunate encounter with Dominique Strauss-Kahn. Diallo attests that DSK assaulted her in his hotel room while she was on the clock, forcing her to perform oral sex on him. As one of the most powerful men in France (if not the world) and an old school philanderer, DSK probably didn't expect much push-back from Diallo. This underestimation would be his undoing.

Seattleites! Head to Babeland Seattle (707 E. Pike St. on Capitol Hill) tonight at 7 P.M. for a kinky holiday-themed crafting session with BUST! Don your finest holiday sweater to peruse the boutique’s sexy toys and accessories—and stick around for the annual lighting of Babeland’s holiday bush. It’s gonna be hot, hot, hot.

I can’t get behind elaborate touchdown dances or emotionally overwrought ESPN documentaries, but I’ll always appreciate the hard work of the mascots on the sidelines. One of my earliest sports memories is being nuzzled by the Phillie Phanatic as I played a pre-game show on the field with my elementary school band. (Popularity: I haz it.) And at my alma mater, inflatable mascot (and John McCain doppelganger) Baldwin the Eagle was known for a tricky flip/headstand move that’s sure to bring a nostalgic tear to the heart of any Superfan.   Bringing in the noise and/or funk.
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