The CrustaStun is the newest way of killing crustaceans. It does it with an electric zap, instead of the old way. You know, hunting them down while singing, or bludgeoning their heads with rocks, or even boiling them in pots or taunting them as you nail them to walls. I don’t know, I’m not a chef. I DID read American Psycho though. Anyway, PETA, in their enthusiasm to show how lobsters can be killed humanely, invited a bunch of seafood lovers to an event. So they could eat lobsters. Killed humanely. Aren’t they supposed to be freeing them, or something?

Anyway, one thing they forgot to organize at the event was the shipment of the actual devices. The shipping courier lost the devices, and PETA was forced to kill hundreds of lobsters by boiling them. They then shook their fists angrily at the sky and cursed their bad luck.

When normal fail doesn’t fail enough, call PETA.

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Music-playing pants. You’ve dreamt about them for years—pants that can serenade you to sleep, keep a dance party going, that you can pretend to play guitar to—and here they are. At least, conceptually. The Dancepants Kinetic Music Player was an entry in Designboom’s Green Life competition, designed by Inesa Malafej and Arunas Sukarevicius from Lithuania. Not only are their names brilliant, so is the concept. Kinda. That as long as you keep moving, the Kinetic Music Player will power your music player. When you stop, so does the music. So, in a sense, they’ve invented the exercise version of Guitar Hero.

There are a number of issues with this, the most ruinous also being the most obvious: Don’t you need that music most when you’re right about to give up? You know, so the Scorpions can rocket you back into your workout schedule? Also, just for a fun juxtaposition, have really depressing music powered by the device. So you’ll have to do jumping jacks to listen to Morrissey.

Also, they’re leggings. But a cool concept, nonetheless.

Yes, that’s right. Your iPhone can judge looks. Hopefully it won’t go sentient and stop you from making late-night calls, thereby killing your social life, but still. Hooray for technology. Did you ever think there’d be a time when your computing devices would tell you how attractive you were, or did you think that was a long way off? Just a dream of science fiction writers, as to what crazy robots did before they killed you?

The app is called Fit or Fugly. Appropriate. It was created by an enterprising teenage entrepreneur from the United Kingdom, hence the colloquialism in the title. But you know what? If this spawns a billion dollar empire like Facebook, ’cause some rich preppy douche wanted to compare the attractiveness of his classmates to barnyard animals, I’m gonna cap someone. The application uses Fibonacci’s golden ratio, and measures symmetry of the face. You put in a picture, point out where the features are, and BAM. It’ll tell you if you’re fit or fugly.

You know what? It sounds shallow, but it’d probably be a fun bar trick. The app is a dollar, and is available now. Download it here.

What’s that? I didn’t say anything? Oh, I just asked the universe what would be the most useless yet awesome invention to grace the earth this year. And it answered. And it answered well. It answered with bacon flavored envelopes.

Have you ever wished your envelopes had more flavor? That when you were licking them, there was a taste to compliment the copper-flavored blood from the cuts in your lips? Well, your prayers have been answered. And your prayers are very bizarre. In fact, you should keep them to yourself.

If you’ve ever wanted your bills to taste like the substance you have to eat because your bills are so high, you’re in luck. J & D’s, the company who is also responsible for bringing about Baconnaise, Bacon Salt, and Bacon Ranch, now has bacon flavored envelopes to push. And you will buy them, fatty. I made this bacon star quilt that you will also buy, because you are not very discerning. Says J & D’s official website …

So, after thousands of years and kajillions of horrible tasting envelopes licked, we’re happy to report that J&D’s Bacon-Flavored Mmmvelopes™ are here to save the day. No longer will envelopes taste like the underside of your car. You can enjoy the taste of delicious bacon instead.

Yes. Delicious bacon. What are the envelopes called? MMMVELOPES. I don’t know whether to be excited about them or reflect on the decline of Western civilization.

Not only is the MK 2 Circuit Watch futuristic and sexy, it’ll take over the brains of nonbelievers. Who makes it? STORM OF LONDON. Yeah, the watch maker that sounds like a magician. Storm of London will make your watch, then make it disappear. I love watches that look like they’ll be showing themselves soon at LA clubs or Las Vegas in a matter of minutes, and this watch has the look. It doesn’t do much else but display the date and the time, but what else do you want from your watch, you hippie? You want it to serve you breakfast? Go look for a nurse, not a watch.

The MK 2 retails for about 200 bucks. So you can read your watch in a dark room, in space, in the MOUTH OF A WHALE, or wherever the new club happens to be located.

Yes, for the lovers who have everything, now they can have everything and GPS Lingerie. Cause chances are, they didn’t have it before. Realistically, why would they? Why would they have a GPS in their lingerie, unless they’re insanely kinky experimenters from MIT? Designed by Lucia Lorio, the line is called, “Find Me If You Can” and costs near two thousand dollars. What sort of sex games can you play with the GPS Lingerie?

Good question. Let’s go over them briefly.

The Marathon Man

Are things getting boring for you in the bedroom? Are you flaccid and uninteresting? There’s an easy way to remedy this. Put your lover in GPS lingerie. Then tie her down and ask her, “Is it safe?” repeatedly. Until the oral. Afterward, pretend to turn your back or be distracted by something. Suddenly, she’s gone. How will you find her again? WITH THE LINGERIE GPS. You track her down, but she’s gotten a gang of hoodlums to protect her.

The Most Dangerous Game

You invite your beloved over for a delicious steak dinner. There, you give her gifts. The GPS lingerie, running shoes, and a cudgel. You explain to her that your love life has gotten boring, and hunting someone for sex is the most dangerous game. Then you tell her she should run. She refuses, until the warning shots.

The Geo Metro

You put a saddle on your lover, then use her lingerie to find the Denny’s you both shall dine at, awkwardly, as the night staff glares at you. Then you ride her to the Denny’s. Literally. Like she’s a rickshaw.

The Bomb Squad

You set a destination for a nearby field, then walk her to it, all the while acting suspicious. Her GPS tells you that you have arrived, at the specified point, you yell, “IT’S A TRAP,” rip off her lingerie, throw it the ground, and make passionate love, under the pretense that you’re about to die.

The Mad Scientist

You tell your lady that you’ve invented a GPS device you can put in lingerie. When she asks why, you say, “We must make love right now.”

Go to it. And if you fail to find the clitoris or the G-Spot, you will be a walking punchline.

“Final Fantasy XIII promises to be a huge event in the 2010 gaming calendar. This is truly a landmark title, arriving simultaneously for multiple platforms for the first time in the history of the series. We are also immensely proud to be able to bring the game to the European and PAL audience much earlier than was publicly anticipated.”

That’s it? Oh, no. It’s not. This is. Final Fantasy XIII will be released in December in Japan, and in the west on March 9th, 2010. Oh, man. This game looks ridic. If you’ve never seen the video, it’s almost impossible to tell when combat begins and ends.

Final Fantasy will feature your old favorite Espers, Materia, whatever, making a comeback, and will be unique like Chrono Trigger in the sense that you’ll be able to see enemies wandering around before you have to engage them in battle. Although Final Fantasy XII might’ve had that feature. I’m not sure. I didn’t play that one. Holy God, did it look long and ridiculous.

Hopefully this’ll be a return to form for the series.

We are excited to announce our much anticipated Manolith iPhone app has finally hit the App Store! You can now get the full mobile experience of Manolith.com for FREE! If you’re looking for a fast-paced, sleek looking app to complement weird eye-popping videos and pictures, this is definitely for you.

We’d like to thank our friends at Mobile Roadie for all their help in launching our first app. The move to mobile is something we are very excited about and hope you guys really enjoy.

Be on the lookout for more exclusive content, giveaways and cool new features on Manolith mobile. We definitely would like to hear from you, so try it out and let us know what you think.

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Yes, that’s right. In the future, you won’t be able to get tattoos on the outside of your body while drunk. In the future, you’ll put them where you put everything else when you’re drunk: inside of you.

Tattoos have been in vogue for thousands of years, and only lately, with the onset of hipsters, have they started to get really incredibly dumb. Look at this guy! I’ve got ironic tattoos of controller buttons AROUND my nipples? Isn’t that awesome? Where are you going? Well, now, with a digital implant, tattoos might get a lot cooler. And the old fashioned way will now give you way more street cred.

Cause they’re about to get digital. Conceivably.

The Digital Tattoo Interface, if it were ever to come to fruition, would power itself off of the glucose and oxygen in your blood to display things electronically IN YOUR FREAKING BODY. So you can then use it as a phone, computer, or monitor. How insanely awesome would that be? Where you can monitor your blood alcohol count, play a gigantic game of pong, or just magnify the head of Mr. T on your arm with a click? Of course, there would be purists. Just the same as regular picture frames vs. digital picture frames. Well, you can keep your digital picture frames, I want the HUD in my arm, sucker.

Enter the Exposure LED line of bedroom furniture. Literally, enter it. It’s like a time machine to the future, if the future were made of bad taste and thunderbolts. Again, like Lady Gaga. Although it looks like you’re sleeping on a cushion of Emperor Palpatine’s lightning, apparently some high technological doodads went into making it. Because it costs nearly 8,000 dollars. That’s right sports fans. If you want a bed that’s almost ten-thousand dollars and is basically guaranteed never to get you laid, you must be the dumbest trust-fund baby in the world. Like…I’ll stop.

Looking at this bed, I just want to do a bunch of club drugs and then try to sleep. Maybe set an alarm with ridiculous Swedish techno, so every time I wake up, it’s an instaparty. It’s like how I imagine robot sex will be like in the future. Repellent and grotesque, and filled with LEDs. My god, it’s full of stars.

Truly, a bed fit for a robot prostitute.

Well, it sure as hell looks like they have. Despite being eviscerated on South Park, The Sea Shepherds are still saving whales. As well they should. You can’t stop saving endangered animals because a show makes fun of you. If that happened, the Crocodile Hunter would be SOL.

The Shepherds have got a new boat. I should’ve titled this article look at this f*cking boat. Cause look at this f*cking boat. This boat is insane. This boat will sneak into your house in the night and steal your shiniest jewelery, before you can even wake up to see it. And if you do see it, it can disguise itself as your furniture. Clearly, I’m making this up. But apparently the people responsible for “Whale Wars” received enough scratch this last season to buy a fancy new boat for their interns to wreck, just like their helicopter. Look at it. It’s called the Earthrace Superboat, and you want to lick it. It can dive under waves, and does 40 knots an hour and runs off of bio-diesel and sunshine.

What will the boat be used for? Simple. Intercepting harpoons fired at whales. Does this remind anyone else of Steve Zissou?

Call up the interns. Tell them we have a Willy Wonka boat for them to go on. Only, they may get shot with harpoons.

In what has to be one of the weirdest science stories I’ve heard lately, scientists in China were able to induce clouds to spit snow out on the unsuspecting country. How’d they do that? The same way other fun things happen. They shot them full of chemicals.

Chemicals? How can that make snow? What do I look like, a scientist? I’m not, but apparently if you shoot clouds with 500 cigarette sized sticks of silver iodide, you too can make snow in the clouds above your home. Apparently. Chinese scientists have been working on weather manipulation for sometime now, claiming they used cloud seeding to prevent rain during the opening ceremony of the summer Olympics. All right, guys, this is getting to be some James Bond shiz. And why’s it always gotta be a violent manipulation? Shooting clouds to get snow? Can’t you rub them gently, and hope they’ll open up to you eventually? Buy them a nice plate of vegan food and sing them poetry?

The kicker is that the scientists have no idea if their efforts are making rain or snowfall actually happen. But when it does, they take credit.

As a result of the snow, not predicted by meteorologists in the region, China’s population was caught in a massive traffic jam. That’s what happen when you shoot up clouds.

Source: AP

Tommy Lee did it, Dr. Ruth did it, and to the best of my knowledge, Martin Luther King Jr. did it.*

You’ve probably said to yourself at one time or another, “Man, I’d love to plaster cast my dick and then give that as a gift to my girlfriend.” Well, now at Make Your Own Dildo, you can! I know the obvious use of a dildo is because it’s pretty rad to be able to pleasure your girlfriend when you’re all the way across town at work, “Jeremy, I’m totally gonna have sex with you right now!” / ”I know babe, and I’m not even there!” But the uses of a plaster version of your own dick, believe me, do not end just there. For instance:

1. You can use it to fight crime

All you have to do is, once you get your plaster cast dildo back, take it to a professional sword maker, and then have them insert a long sword blade into it. Then, criminals beware.

2. You can use it to place bids at an auction

You’ll be the belle of the auction ball when everyone else is using those little fans with the numbers on them and you’re holding up your own member.**

3. Place it on your food in the communal fridge

People are much more likely not to eat a leftover Tombstone pizza if there’s a giant dick on it then if there’s just some paltry note that says, “Please don’t touch my food.”

4. Stop annoying conversations on the bus

When someone on the bus tries to talk to you about what you’re reading, or what you’re listening to on your iPod, cease the conversation immediately by staring them in the eye, slowly pulling back your coat, and revealing that you have your plaster cast penis on your chest, and it’s pointed at them. Either, they will stop talking, or, you will have the best conversation of your life.

5. Hollow it out and…

…use it to hide secret film rolls with pictures of foreign diplomats in compromising positions that you took for the government. If you’re working for the CIA, chances are you take compromising pictures of foreign dignitaries, and what better way to smuggle that undeveloped film across the border than in the hollowed out cavity of a replica of your own penis?

* That is, he fought for civil rights through an ideology of non-violence as a form of social protest.

** Or you’ll be arrested.

Now here’s a tasty idea. Swedish appliance manufacturer Electrolux recently held a design competition, and, among many impressive entries, The Cocoon emerged the winner. The Cocoon was designed by Rickard Hederstierna, and no, it has nothing to do with rejuvenating the elderly. It grows meat.

Grows. Meat.

Allow me to explain. It takes pre-mixed food packets containing animal cells (specifically muscle, oxygen and nutrients), heats the packet up for a pre-set amount of time, and that’s it: a cut of beef or a piece of salmon, ready for use. Here, take a look at the video.

Folks, we just might have Star Trek technology. This thing is basically a replicator, though it’s unclear (and doubtful, I think) whether or not it would cook the food for you. I imagine it would create the raw ingredients, and then you prepare your food the way you like.

The whole thing does kind of have a creepy feel to it, though. Like it’s too clean and sanitized, which is an odd thing to say considering we’re talking about food. But if the meat or fish made by the Cocoon is safe and just as tasty as “real” meat… then why not use it?

The invention means you can get meat without killing animals, for those of you who are sensitive to that kind of thing. But aside from that, there’s no risk of contamination and it can address food shortages worldwide. I don’t want to jump the gun here (and this is gonna be a big one, so hold on), but is it possible that someone just designed a possible end to world hunger in a little round blue heater?

Of course, this is all design and speculation. It’s not like Electrolux has committed any resources or if this concept would actually work. But imagine if it did. I’d say that’s worth the investment, wouldn’t you?

Other ideas included a fridge that could teleport food to another location in the house, two-minute clothes cleaners (including drying and ironing) and a robotic greenhouse for use on Mars. And that’s just from one company. I’ve been hearing about other wild stuff like touchable holograms, functional transplanted hands and phones you can control with your eyes. I love The Future.

And while I’m crafting this wish list, let me also say that the bike should weigh about 21 pounds, reach a maximum speed of 12.5 miles an hour, support up to 220 pounds and take me as far as 6.25 miles before needing a recharge. It should also fit… oh, let’s say… anyone from 5′3″ to 6′5″ in height.

What’s that? They’ve already got something like that in the works in Europe?

Well… um… I, er…

I knew that.

Enter the Yike Bike. I’m a little torn on how to feel about this thing, really. It looks cool, but it seems too small to fit a regular human being. Like you robbed a toddler of his fancy new Big Wheel. The handlebars are on the back as well, so it’ll take some getting used to. I suppose as long as it doesn’t take on the dorky (but fun) stature of the segway, it’ll do just fine.

But it folds up. Look at the promotional video. It folds up into a little circle, and then you can put it in a bag, sling the bag over your shoulder and walk up into your apartment, content with your hip new transport toy.

Weird thing about that video: why are people just happily smiling at the Yiker as he rolls by? Everyone seems to be in some state of distress about their current modes of transportation, but then here comes Buddy on his Yike, and suddenly they all feel great about themselves. Your bike’s been stripped, lady! I’d love to see the real version of that, where she dropkicks him and makes off with his Yike.

But aside from the dropkicking, it’s nice to see a bike won’t get stolen, and –- if it catches on -– could reduce traffic congestion. It goes about as fast as you might travel on a regular bicycle, and while it isn’t good for long distances, it could make getting around in a big city a lot easier. Unless, of course, there’s no room on the crowded sidewalk or the clogged roadway for your tiny almost-bike.

Best of all, it uses no gas. This sucker’s electrical, but I would need a nuclear reaction to generate the 1.21 gigawatts of electrici—hmm… got lost there for a sec. Never mind.

The Yike Bike should be available in mid-2010, so it’s still a ways away. The only thing you have to tolerate in the meantime are the semi-cornball slogans, including gems such as “I Park Where I Damn Well Yike,” and “I Yike Rush Hour.” Sigh. And you could have all this, plus a sense of grandeur greater than even the most pretentious fixed-gear biker, for the affordable price of… €3,300 to €3,900! What?! Guess you don’t actually need that extra $5,000 to $6,000 U.S. you must have, just burning a hole in your pocket. Didn’t you hear the recession is over? Now go buy a little foldable electric bike you probably don’t need, but really want because it’s kinda cool. Go on.

Stradivarius created many beautiful, beautiful instruments. He also created beautiful children who created beautiful instruments. Beautiful children with hideous names. Like Omobono. Which sounds like the name of a rejected group from the ’80s. Which he couldn’t've known at the time. An interesting thing about ancient violins, they can be programmed. The sound vibrating creates grooves in the wood over time, which makes the violin’s sound more rich and distinctive. Then again, I would never play a 300-year-old violin. I’d be too tempted to rock a solo, then smash it accidentally.

But the form of the violin has been set in stone for hundreds of years. What sort of hooligan would try to come up with a modern re-invention? A designer? Figures.

The Gavari Semiacoustic Violin, designed by Gerda Hopfgarten is completely without sound-holes, which hopefully will not make the violin unable to reproduce sound. Just reproduce. Also, it kinda looks like a spear. A spear I could hurl at people, only it plays music. A black, futuristic weapon. I would be in no way surprised if someone gets shot carrying one of them.

Real sharkskin has a tooth-like surface that prevents parasitic bacteria from attaching itself. This, of course, enables the shark to go around, killing unchallenged. Whales do not, so they all get killed by the Japanese, as demonstrated on this week’s South Park. So a Florida-based company, Sharklet has noticed this and decided that it’s a good idea to try and develop it, without killing hordes of sharks. And what’ve they come up with? By making a surface filled with microscopic diamond-shaped bumps, they’ve developed synthetic material that can fight off bacteria from forming and superbacteria, which is resistant from drugs, from growing unchecked to kill us all as a populace.

The new invention is being tested out, but researchers hope they’ll be able to put it on materials that people touch a lot, to prevent the spread of bacteria. Here’s hoping it won’t chafe your mum’s boobs too badly. God, that’s the lamest joke I’ve made today.

I’d like to formally apologize to everyone and offer a cookie as compensation. I’m so sorry.

Wow, it was painful just typing that. The good news? You can drink blood out of an IV bag. The bad news? What bad news? You’re drinking blood out of an IV bag. The modern world is a miracle.

And you may be thinking that drinking a blood-like substance out of an IV bag is weird. So let’s amp it up a notch. It’s called the blood energy pouch, and here’s an official press release from the company.

“The fruit punch flavor packs 4 hours of energy along with iron, protein, and electrolytes. Not only does Blood Energy Potion have a similar nutritional makeup to real blood, but it has the same color, look, and consistency of blood. Get real blood nutrients without that real blood taste! The re-sealable transfusion bag style pouch provides the convenient delivery of fluids for vampires and humans alike! Contains no real blood, just synthetic!”

They are very excited. As am I. I am going to drink my blood bag and have sex with a vampire’s mouth. And none of you will stop me.

Source: Harcos.com

But with the advent of new technology, we can now watch people getting high all sorts of different ways. Like on YouTube, which played a major part in the ongoing banning of Salvia, cause Jesus Christ, look at those kids getting high. They have no idea where they are.

The most interesting developments, however, are taking place in the field of research. At the University Hospital of Psychiatry in Zurich, a team is mapping brain activity in altered states. Meaning, somewhere, someone answered a help wanted ad to sit in place and take psychedelics for the purposes of science. Kudos to you, you plucky go-getters. I only wish the same sort of opportunities were available here in California. Unfortunately, there are not. There are myriads of unemployed people just waiting to take psychedelics to progress science.

National Geographic did a quick segment on the brain mapping, which is fascinating. Also, really trippy to watch if you take drugs. Which I hope the researchers are doing. Taking drugs, then watching other people take drugs, then staring at their brains.

This reminds me of one of the jobs I had growing up. I worked as a kiddie bartender for Medieval Times. My job was to make sure fourth graders didn’t hit a falcon with dinner plates. In addition, I worked with crazy women, who were all fired before I was, and one would hit my head with a Corona bucket if she thought i looked too sad, to cheer me up.

This is that same principle. Only the crazy woman is a hat, the Corona bucket is a metal spike, and your head still gets battered. The whole thing is a design project by Lauren McCarthy, to train you for, “Improved Social Interacting”. Which means, Big Brother is watching you, and will poke your head with a metal spike. Smile more. What have you got to be upset about?

No word when the hat will go on sale, but I think I’ve found a stocking stuffer for my sister, who consistently frowns.

Yes. Marshmallow shooter. Gone are the days of Nerf Wars in the back yard. Here are the days when even our projectiles will supplement our fat asses. But this is no ordinary marshmallow shooter. This is the Executive Elite Marshmallow shooter. The cremé de la cremé of launching toppings. This isn’t just a polite request. I want to purchase an Executive Marshmallow Shooter, then test it around the Manolith offices. Cause, damn look at that thing. That thing fires marshmallows up to 40 feet.

That thing’s brushed with fake carbon fiber and comes in a black carrier case like you’re about to assassinate a politician who comes from the land of Stay-Puft. Not that I’m advocating assassination. But if you were to assassinate someone, do it with a marshmallow gun, for cripes sake. It makes it more delicious and improbable.

You can purchase the marshmallow guns from Neiman Marcus, known for their cookies, and odd projectile weapons. They’re not known for odd projectile weapons? Well, they are now.

Alice in Chains recently dropped their latest album, Black Gives Way to Blue, and get this, they created an iPhone App for it! The new app, introduced on the Mobile Roadie platform, will feature three songs from their hit album as well as some cool interactive features too.

These days iPhone apps seem to be taking the music industry by storm. Did you know that T-Pain’s Auto-Tune app got 300,000 downloads in its first three weeks! Looks like selling records is a thing of the past.

Another feature I thought was cool on this app is the ability to share tracks with friends via Twitter and Facebook. Since most of my friends listen to the same kind of music I do, I think this would be a great new way to discover current music.

A lot of ‘new media’ folks were there and really, really got into the good spirit of the show. Some of the entries were mindblowingly good… so good, infact, that during one particular short about a kid with a television set for a head one particular blogger (this guy as in ‘me’) cried like a little bitch. Why? Because I’m fucking sensitive and wear scarves indoors and listen to Morrissey (fact: I don’t listen to Morrissey). IN CELEBRITY NEWS Joseph Gordon-Levitt (500 Days Of Summer, Brick) showed up and his short was pretty rad. Infact, all of the shorts were really rad.

Hopefully they’ll do it again soon, it really was a great show in all aspects. And hey! Do you follow Manolith’s Tumblr? You should. You WILL.

Good news, hornballs. You know of the Fleshlight. The implement that’s like a little vagina you can keep under your bed and also use as a flashlight, in a patent surely conceived of by a serial killer. Did you think that was bad? You think that’s naughty? I bet you do. Only it’s not, really. Because for Halloween, they made one shaped like a vampire’s mouth.

I-Vant-To-Eat-Your-Wenitals. Yes, in what surely would be the most painful and uncomfortable encounter in history, now you can pretend like you’re mouthhumping a vampire. Just like Van Helsing did when no-one was watching. What’s the implement called? The Succudry. You get it? Like a demon, who touches your penis, instead of sitting on your chest to give you nightmares.

Jesus christ, I understand vampires are big right now. They’re milking vampires dry for money like some sort of milk vampire who needs milk and money to live, but this is the last straw. Think of the children. How many hapless children are going to go around searching for vampires to put their genitals on? How many? How many gay men will staple this to a poster and have sexy times with Robert Pattinson’s head?

Come to think of it, if anyone does, and gets a picture of it, I will give you money.

Activision released “DJ Hero” in North America today, the latest installment in the let’s-not-learn-real-instruments-and-instead-press-buttons genre of video games.

A number of DJs and artists have helped collaborate for the game, whether it’s lending their image for avatars or creating some of the game’s mixes. Artists who’ve helped out along the way include DJ Shadow, the late DJ AM (RIP), Jay-Z, Eminem, Grandmaster Flash, DJ Jazzy Jeff, and everyone’s favorite DJ gods, Daft Punk.

Gameplay is similar to Activision’s Guitar Hero series, with multiple notes cascading down the screen. The controller that comes with the game is a wireless deck that features a moving turntable with buttons for the cascading stream of notes, as well as an effects dial, a crossfader, and a “Euphoria” button. For those who scratch lefty, a portion of the controller can be detached and flipped.

“DJ Hero” features more than 100 songs from a number of big-name artists including Beastie Boys, Jurassic 5, (I’m) Rick James (bitch), David Bowie, Queen, N.E.R.D., Beck, Gwen Stefani, and many more. We’re interested in hearing how Paula Abdul, Bell Biv Devoe, Tears for Fears and Little Richard fit into the mix. Tears for Fears and DJ Shadow? Yes, please.

The game will run DJ wannabes about $120 for the game and the turntable controller.