Six kids compete for a job on a hip magazine that was irrelevant before their parents conceived them. Sounds like the MTV reality competition, "I'm from Rolling Stone", which begins a Sunday-nights-at-10 run on January 7th. It's different from the rest because it features a reality show cast who can write, which may be why they copuld only come up with six to represent all the worst and most pretentious aspects of the young who aspire to be poets or calendar section editors. Even so, with all the cameras in the office, publisher Jann Wenner hadn't seen that much excitement since he got to play himself alongside John Travolta in Perfect (actually, Wenner would make the better reality show subject, being a married dad who ditched the missus for a male model), so old mossy Rolling Stone is jumping at its walker for the chance to use the six wannabe Bono interviewers to juice up its website.

Wenner and company took a lot of razzing from the fellow New York city media while the show was filmed over the summer, but few details emerged, except that three contestants were mandatory reality show morons and one was heads above the rest, talented enough to get a Matt Taibbi job on his or her own.

But here they are, the new youthful Cameron Crowes of tomorrow. Four dudes and two chicks. No, make that three dudes and three chicks. (Sorry, lady). And already, faithful Rolling Stone readers are betting who'll get the gig and maybe go backstage at Aerosmioth shows. Based on the RS comments so far, the frontrunners could make it a showdown reminiscent of the finale of Pumping Iron 2:

Two young women. Both say they were "tomboys" growing up. Each grew in in separate directions.

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