When I went there, I found that to be the exact opposite of what it actually is. You see it appears to be some robot-like site that generates the message: "The requested document is totally fake. Even tried multi. Nothing helped. I'm really depressed about this. And it goes on and on in about being a depressed robot or web server or something you seems to be having some sort of identity crisis: I mean, it's not your job to listen to my problems, and I guess it is my job to go and fetch web pages for you. But I couldn't get this one. I'm so sorry. Believe me!"

OK, OK, we believe you. And we're actually just sort of bummed that it's not a Jonas site, but instead some mysterious site run by a guy named Joonas in Finland. (This is true. We did our research.) Unfortunately that's all we know at this point, but we're thinking he's either an artist who is pranking us, or that Joonas is really some sort of depressed Web server. If it's the latter, we're here to talk!

When Gwen and the boys get up on stage to play their first hit, "Just a Girl", the video playing on the big screens will be you. And your friends. And your pets.

The band is asking you to do your best impression of Gwen from way back in '95 and upload footage of yourself for them to use on tour. Complete details and submission can be found at NoDoubt.com. The deadline is May 1, so get shootin' and uploadin', even if you're just a boy.

Pretty cool, huh? We thought so too. And it got us thinking that we'd heard this idea before. Lo and behold, MTV News met some crazy No Doubt fans back in 1997 who had the same idea. They dressed up like Gwen, went to a show and even got to meet the band.

FROM MOVIESBLOG.MTV.COM: There are plenty of things the Internet is great for. Like, for instance, watching zombies battling sharks underwater.

But what it's really amazing at is taking today's news and remixing it while it's still today's news — like, oh, let's say, the f-bomb-tastic Christian Bale tirade from the set of "Terminator: Salvation" that has been lighting things up over the past 24 hours.

Continue reading about the musical remixes of Christian Bale's on-set tirade at moviesblog.mtv.com...

And when we finally got to the zero hour, what would be revealed? Information about the band's long-awaited new album, Crack the Skye, a concept disc based on (depending on what you read) the life of indestructible Russian mystic Grigori Rasputin, the art aesthetics of Tsarist Russia, astral travel or Stephen Hawking's conceptual theories on Wormholes? The secrets of the Birchmen of Blood Mountain? Webcam footage of the slaughter of a snow leopard? Knowing Mastodon, truly any of those things were possible.

So, at 11:59 a.m. ET, Monty and I gathered around my computer, cranked up the speakers and awaited the majesty that would soon follow. At noon, the clock hit zeros, and ... well, nothing happened. Bummed, I hit refresh on my computer, only to discover that the site now featured a new countdown clock, this one set to expire in 65 days. So, in essence, Mastodon posted a countdown to a countdown. Monty and I were crestfallen, and we spent the next 15 minutes watching YouTube clips of Megadeth performing "Countdown to Extinction." Then I got some lunch.

Some are saying that there might be some sort of official announcement posted on the site when the countdown clock reaches noon PT (3 p.m. ET ... the clock is time-zone specific, apparently). But until then, I will remain slightly saddened. Still, there was some good that came out of the (non) countdown. As one fan posted on Mastodon's message board soon after noon, "Just as my counter hit zero, a fight broke out at the bus stop across the street. ... Thank you, Mastodon. That ruled!"

Now, thanks to the just-launched, Twitter-ific review site Musebin, the days of the 500-plus-word, navel-gazing, "serious" album review by opinion-bloated rock critics could be going the way of HD DVDs. How can the Robert Christgaus of the world compete with such pithy 140-character takes on albums like Guns N' Roses' Chinese Democracy that opine: "Chinese Democracy: What a piece of f---ing sh--," as well as "It took Michelangelo 4 years to paint the Sistine Chapel. It takes Axl 15 to sh-- on a CD, and gravity was on his side."

Or the new Animal Collective album Merriweather Post Pavilion: "Sounds like: naked electric people jumping around the wilderness, wildly gesticulating, like if Walt Whitman was driven mad by Socrates." Or, my personal favorite, a take on the Blood Brothers' Crimes that reads: "It's like if funk and punk music had an epileptic baby, and I mean that in the nicest way possible."

Reached via IM, of course, writer Chris Weingarten said he got the idea for his current Twitter-review blog — on which he plans to post 1,000 miniature album reviews over the course of the year — when he noticed a lot of his fellow music writers "slowly ducking out of the business, taking other jobs and going back to school."

"There's been a bit of a shift where people are disputing the relevancy of music writers [Editor's note: Speak for yourself, dude!] and moving more toward bloggers who post a lot about music but don't have much critical energy. So I thought this would be a good way to combine critical thought with the almost obscene frequency that Twitter provides. Twitter forces you to be careful with your words. The phrase 'tl; dr' [translation: too long, didn't read] came along with the Internet."

Sorry, I spaced for a minute there, Chris. You were saying ...

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How do we know this? Well, as with so many things 'Ye-related, because he told us in an angry post on said blog. Yesterday, West took to the site to refute suggestions that he employs a "ghost blogger" to fill the oft-updated site with pictures of busty models, futuristic architecture and clothes you can't afford.

Idolator tipped us off to this latest WestBeef by pointing us to the broadside launched by one Marcus Troy, who suggested that there's no way 'Ye has enough time to troll for and post 10 blog entries per day, "while touring, making beats, sexing, looking at porn, shopping, creating vodka commercials, attending fashion shows and whatever else a dude of his caliber is doing? The only way I see it happening is with a 'Ghost Blogger,' " Troy wrote.
 
That inspired another blogger, Sandra Rose, to speculate that Troy was actually the ghost blogger, with apparently no other evidence than where there's smoke, there's blogging.
 
You can probably imagine how this mess ended. Kanye re-posted Rose's accusation, blocking out Troy's name and image so as not to give him any more shine than he was already getting and included several images of himself studiously updating the blog while in a recording studio.
 
Do you believe Kanye does all his own blogging? Let us know!

Is it possible that MTV has launched an all-out war between crazed fans of the Jonas Brothers and Tokio Hotel?

When our sister blog Buzzworthy published an entry seemingly comparing JB fanatics with TH devotees, the site's dear readers almost killed each other (in the blog sense, that is). The original Buzzworthy post was actually talking about the official addition of the word "fanboy" to the Merriam-Webster dictionary and hinted that JB and TH fans may be the ones to thank.

But then things got out of hand ... really out of hand. Karleigh and Katie Santry, who run JonasBrothersFan.com, even say that angry Tokio Hotel fans started posting inappropriate material on their forums, including pornography and violent photos. "Morbid stuff," as the girls described it.

The Jonas site has removed all the nasty images, and Buzzworthy even tried to reconcile the fighting fans. After much trash-talk, it looks like a peace may have been forged. Come on, gang. We're all in this together. Can't we all idolize in peace?

What can we say about Shan Foster? The former Vanderbilt shooting guard — nicknamed "Sugar Shan" because his shot is that sweet — was named the 2008 SEC Player of the Year. He left Vanderbilt as the school's all-time points and three-point leader. He was named as a second team All-American by The Associated Press.

To top that off, he was selected 51st by the Dallas Mavericks in the 2008 NBA Draft. There's nothing bad we can really say about Foster ... well, except maybe that he shouldn't quit his day job.

Video of Foster singing joyfully hit the Web last week, and let's just say he can't wait to play in the NBA! The video starts off with amateurish B-roll shots of pictures of Foster lying on the window sill. It then pans down to the floor for a look at his backpack and basketball in the corner, before it's raised back up to Foster playing his keyboard, attached to his Mac's Garage Band.

Judging by how barren his room looks, it's no wonder he can't wait to leave. We only see the white sheets on Foster's bed, as he plays his keyboard with his knees in his chest. (Hopefully, he'll buy a piano with his signing bonus.)

Foster sings about how he has accomplished his dream, playing for Vandy, the U.S. National Team and now the NBA, all the while maintaining "from New Orleans to Tennessee I'm the best at shooting the three."

While it wasn't half bad — or half good — at least he wasn't asking Kobe how a certain part of his body tastes ...