2009/06/12

THE WALL

PETER SABO!



Hey ho; CROTCH ROCKET

2009/06/11

Nate Dogg

THE FIX IS IN

IT's FIXED

J PHOENIX

HE USES COLBERTS TACTICS IN REVERSE: HE GETS HIS OWN MUSIC PROGRAM/TALK SHOW WHENEVER HE INTERVIEWS, like J-Wex, I think.

TNT

TOrtoise are opening my eyes, !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Well, prying those shutters
back in to two pieces
that was the piece of shit
task assigned to my brain



ZACH GALIFIANAKIS AND JOAQUIN PHOENIX ARE IN THIS TOGETHER!

ZG


Clone baritone orchestra
on loan from the man
himself, the slo-mo
mover and shaker
shimmies on down
just to let you know
he cares!

New Shit

Damn, axe to the grindstone...

WAT



THAT DAMN MARTIN...

sometimes

music is not the best thing to go with video of James Worthy throwing down TREMENDOUS dunks

2009/06/10

Mudslide!

Yeah, Mudslide is fucking nice. I challenge anyone who claims to be telling their soul on record to deny the honesty on display, it's brave.

Dr. Dooom is, period.

2009/06/08

Free Market Irritation

Ok, I get it; there are a frightening number of analysts doing NFL related things these days; Goodel read Orwell and thought, oh the access...meanwhile, idiots like me complain of Mike Breen, Mike Tirico and cheap Mike Tyson cameos in "big-time hollywood comedies". Is the NBA even popular enough for us to need 'pay-per-pal' announcing styles.

On another front; fuck student loans.

I think that instead of paying back a clear as day fuck you with a fist kind of way company, we could just say give an equivalent sum to worthwhile organizations (new energy projects, public funding for the arts, etc.) This way all the fuck-ups can think something other than, how am I gonna scrape together the cash this month?

RECESSION SPECIAL, track of the day in the wake of the "death" of AUTOTUNE; anyway, it's fake like wrestlin.

I think I am an addict for release; tomorrow a big ol' chunk of music.

2009/06/07

No False Promises

NO time for that these days.

Music is free (if you've already paid the cost to read this message here), then it's all love.

Allmusic.com isn't always the best; sometimes though they write these obituaries that just crush your heart in to little thc et. al soaked pieces.

I tried to make a remix of one of these songs once; then I thought, that's silly, I didn't know the guy or anything personally affecting in this stuff. He just bares his soul though; if this 5-percenter online reference guide reading is to be used in any way whatsoever, we've got to consult further sources.

I was standing by the window's edge...

It's a beautiful day for dusting off someone else's trash; that you paid for, because the music is all that matters, we all pay for it one way or another.

The point of money is to make things complex.

The Labyrinth, this is what haunts me and my dreams.

I used to listen to this shit in some clown ass spaceship, had to be at least a medal-winner in the strange youthful memory olympics of Summer 2009.

LOTLS

Say what you will.



Say what you will.

Gary, Indiana? No, worldwide New York fame.

2009/06/05

power is growing

Great Philadelphia metropolitan area hero AJ Daulerio put an email of mine to him on deadspin, 9 months in Spain paying off for this young musician:

Somehow my babelfish skills are otherworldy and strange, nice.

dudcast #10

It's never coming in your lifetime.



I gotta work late at night; our pet's heads are falling off!!!

2009/06/02

Audio Visual

Stupid Fuck
To be on tour while at home or the inverse, most at ease on the road that is something to aspire to for anyone.
Poor Comma Usage
Despite the alarming number of tools on twitter, celebrity impersonators (all of you), there must be one who uses the social network itself as a tool; part-time douchebag Bill Simmons succeeds in this endeavor by quoting himself in recent NBA articles/mailbags.
Putridity
The chemical factories’ stench had disappeared from the morning air; or should I say that my sense of smell was last used effectively in late May of the Roman Calendar year 2008? Huelva had its moments of pure, unadulterated bliss; the rolling of an ‘n’ joint; as in, I had smoked the hypothetical infinite variable of a power series of 1.
Capoing the 8th fret
Complete selfishness has resulted in little more than a life of lonely doubts; the taker finds the giver ever willing. We are the fuckers, chanted in slightly detuned unison, echoes off and passes through the paper thin walls. Just waves now, far far away from the port, of pure nothingness running through everything. This is a dream? Get me back to Fort Lauterdale related stories of German holidays.

TFC

Obama says...

I didn't want to hurt you, oh yeah!

This is why you should listen to Teenage Fanclub.

I am out of the loop.

WHAT?!?!?!?!!?!?