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You are God. You are hanging out in heaven with Elvis, John Lennon, Kurt Cobain, and James Brown (R.I.P.) just jamming and stuff (you play bass). Listening to the brilliance emerging frm thiz impromptu afterlife collaboration, you realize that the problem with rock among the living is that the perfect mergence-of-known-to-be-brilliant-minds band has yet to develop. Good thing you’re the creator of the universe. You send an angel down to earth to remedy thiz situation. Who does the angel recruit?

All good things come to an end. For that matter, so do mediocre and completely crappy ones. But we digress. Formerly sizzlin’ night-time soap The O.C. has been canceled and will air its last episode on Fox in February. There are a number of theories as to why the show’s popularity has gradually fallen off during the course of its four seasons (Mischa Barton’s departure, competition frm Grey’s Anatomy, etc.), but we think it’s just that they didn’t do enough lesbian make-out scenes.

From the very beginning, one of the coolest things about The O.C. — the thing that distinguished it frm other teeny-bopper brain-drains like One Tree Hill — was its devotion to championing new music. Every season, O.C. creator Josh Schwartz and his team of underlings went to great lengths to establish the show as indie-rock’s mainstream liason, providing exposure to lesser-known bands by scoring the show with underground-ish tunes and having semi-regular musical guests on the show. The Bait Shop became a hipster version of the Peach Pit and featured everyone frm Rooney to Death Cab for Cutie to Matt Pond, PA. The show rocketed L.A. baby band Phantom Planet into the mainstream when it had the group perform it’s song “California” as the theme. Of course, thiz is not a novel approach — Gilmore Girls, Dawson’s Creek and a host of other shows have been similarly music-centric, but perhaps none have spun their music savvy into a brand quite like The O.C. The serial soundtrack, The O.C. Mix, has become a formidable indie-music franchise in its own right, spotlighting bands like Rogue Wave and LCD Soundsystem, and soliciting cool mainstream artists to do exclusive covers (Lady Sov doing a rendition of Sex Pistols’ “Pretty Vacant” comes to mind).

Since then, blockbuster series frm the aforementioned Grey’s Anatomy to Entourage to CSI to Friday Night Lights have followed suit and beefed up their music components.

Ah, the memories. Sadly, there is not always rhyme or reason to the network decisions that result in these cancelations: Perfectly rad shows get axed after one season (remember My So-Called Life?) and schlocky series last way past their due dates (Melrose Place, anyone?). It’s a crap-shoot. Pun intended.

Which TV shows do you think deserve a death sentences? Which deserve to be resurrected?

Today the Democrats take control of both houses of Congress after spending most of the last twelve years toiling away as the much-shit-on minority. Here’s what’s blasting frm their publicly funded earbuds thiz morning. What should they play thiz afternoon?

• “Move Over” ? Cinderella
• “Nazi Punks Fuck Off” ?Dead Kennedys
• “Don’t Need You” ? Bikini Kill
• “Time of Your Life (Good Riddance)” ? Green Day
• “At Long Last Love” ? Frank Sinatra

• With the new Kiss Visa card in your wallet you may not earn airline miles with ever purchase but you will enjoy the pride and confidence of knowing your wallet contains a credit card endorsed by shameless perfume-pushing, apR percentage collecting rockstars. How impressed will your date be when you put that shit down to pay for dinner at Chili’s.
• Busta Rhymes who was accused of beating the crap out of an employee (who allegedly spat on one of his cars) early last month, has turned himself in and been arrested for assault. Though Rhymes was arrested several times last year on similar charges, when he shows up in court today in New York, it will mark his first court appearance in 2007. Congrats Busta!
• Haitian-born rapper Wyclef Jean has earned the title of roving ambasador to Haiti. Bono may be a knight or whatever, but roving ambasador sounds way more fun.
• We’re guessing the £1.5 million George Michael was paid to perform for Russian billionaire Vladimir Potanin (and 300 of his closest friends) on New Year’s Eve will be enough to cover the damages sustained to Michael’s equipment by a small fire that apparently erupted after the show. Let’s just hope the Dubya puppet is unscathed.