From "Dizz Knee Land" by Dada
I just flipped off President George
I'm going to dizz knee land
I've said it before; Hoffmangler's got talent. Mad talent, yo. He put together a video that highlights our trip to Disneyland back in "the day". I still get misty every time I watch it.
Enjoy... :)
Monday, November 17, 2008
Richard Thompson -
I thought I'd share a gem of a musician with you. Richard Thompson He's brilliantly entertaining and has a profound depth that instantly appealed to me.
Here's a live version of one of his (apparently most well known) songs, 1952 Vincent Black Lightning.
What a great love story. A man, his motorcycle and his red-headed girl. In fact, his entire Rumour and Sigh CD is fantastic. Come over and I'll lend you my copy of this excellent excellent CD.
*editors note, this CD actually belongs to a good friend of mine who lent it to me all the way back in High School. And unless he drags his ass back to Salt Lake, he's not getting it back. Bwahahahahahhaa
Everyone has a list of CD's that they have probably listened to a million times, and will probably listen to another million in their life. This CD is on my list and quite highly placed!
I think earlier on my BLOG I mentioned some of the other faves of mine.
So why am I reminiscing about this? My good friend Hoffmangler went to Youtube and posted a list of his favorite tunes (and videos) from the 90's. His list is pretty damned good, and kicked off my own stroll down memory lane.
He left a few notable ones off, but I'm here to tell ya, if you were looking for 'alternative' music that embodied the 90's, look no further than Hoffmangler's list.
Either way, before I go I'd like to share another bit of twisted genius from Richard Thompson...
A man sits down to write a letter, but instead he writes a book
The book begins, Dear Sir, I don't know if you're interested, but
Your wife is a whore...
A man gets on a train and proceeds to take all his clothes off
He begins to play with himself-and he says,
In my country, this is definitely not offensive...
A man pours petrol through his neighbour's letterbox and throws in a match
Soon the house isengulfed in flames
As the neighbors jump
From the upstairs window he films the whole thing on video
He plays it back to them later in hospital
Things have been pretty dull
At home without you, he says...
A man pushes a lawnmower two hundred miles on his knees
To the tomb of the unknown gardener
Great One, he cries,
I have done my penance
I bring my offering
Grant me-grant me-
Pest-free roses
CHORUS
Psycho Street, frinedly people down on
Psycho Street, good neighbours
Down on Psycho Street
If you need a hand, need a friend, we understand
If you need a pal, we'll be there, any how
Psycho Street
A man stakes his neighbour's ct to the barbecue
And turns on the gas
now are you going to talk he says,
Or am I going to have to get nasty...
A man has an inflatable doll made that looks exactly like his wife
He murders his wife, dissolves her body in acid, and marries the doll
Three years later he leaves her
For another doll...
A man hands his son a brick and says, son,
Throw this brick through the greenhouse next door
The boy does
The boy next door throws one back
It hits the man on the head and mortally wounds him
Ah well, he says as his lifeblood trickles away,
Boys will be boys...
A thoughtful woman sends her best friend a parcel
Inside, it says, is a free sample
Full body beauty treatment, but it really contains acids and chemicalls
When her friend tries it, her hair falls out,
Her face is wrinkled and her body scarred
The thoughtful turns to her husband and winks, and says.
Pre-emptive strike
Here's a live version of one of his (apparently most well known) songs, 1952 Vincent Black Lightning.
What a great love story. A man, his motorcycle and his red-headed girl. In fact, his entire Rumour and Sigh CD is fantastic. Come over and I'll lend you my copy of this excellent excellent CD.
*editors note, this CD actually belongs to a good friend of mine who lent it to me all the way back in High School. And unless he drags his ass back to Salt Lake, he's not getting it back. Bwahahahahahhaa
Everyone has a list of CD's that they have probably listened to a million times, and will probably listen to another million in their life. This CD is on my list and quite highly placed!
I think earlier on my BLOG I mentioned some of the other faves of mine.
So why am I reminiscing about this? My good friend Hoffmangler went to Youtube and posted a list of his favorite tunes (and videos) from the 90's. His list is pretty damned good, and kicked off my own stroll down memory lane.
He left a few notable ones off, but I'm here to tell ya, if you were looking for 'alternative' music that embodied the 90's, look no further than Hoffmangler's list.
Either way, before I go I'd like to share another bit of twisted genius from Richard Thompson...
A man sits down to write a letter, but instead he writes a book
The book begins, Dear Sir, I don't know if you're interested, but
Your wife is a whore...
A man gets on a train and proceeds to take all his clothes off
He begins to play with himself-and he says,
In my country, this is definitely not offensive...
A man pours petrol through his neighbour's letterbox and throws in a match
Soon the house isengulfed in flames
As the neighbors jump
From the upstairs window he films the whole thing on video
He plays it back to them later in hospital
Things have been pretty dull
At home without you, he says...
A man pushes a lawnmower two hundred miles on his knees
To the tomb of the unknown gardener
Great One, he cries,
I have done my penance
I bring my offering
Grant me-grant me-
Pest-free roses
CHORUS
Psycho Street, frinedly people down on
Psycho Street, good neighbours
Down on Psycho Street
If you need a hand, need a friend, we understand
If you need a pal, we'll be there, any how
Psycho Street
A man stakes his neighbour's ct to the barbecue
And turns on the gas
now are you going to talk he says,
Or am I going to have to get nasty...
A man has an inflatable doll made that looks exactly like his wife
He murders his wife, dissolves her body in acid, and marries the doll
Three years later he leaves her
For another doll...
A man hands his son a brick and says, son,
Throw this brick through the greenhouse next door
The boy does
The boy next door throws one back
It hits the man on the head and mortally wounds him
Ah well, he says as his lifeblood trickles away,
Boys will be boys...
A thoughtful woman sends her best friend a parcel
Inside, it says, is a free sample
Full body beauty treatment, but it really contains acids and chemicalls
When her friend tries it, her hair falls out,
Her face is wrinkled and her body scarred
The thoughtful turns to her husband and winks, and says.
Pre-emptive strike
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Proposition H8 -
From "American Idiot" by Green Day
Don't want to be an American idiot
One nation controlled by the Media
Information age of hysteria
It's going out to idiot America
*sigh*
I'm just going to say it.. I'm pro-gay marriage. Why should I care that two people are doing what makes them happy AND that they get equal benefits that any other lawfully wedded couple should get.
I've seen a lot of for and against this article, but what it boils right down to is that apparently there are people who believe being gay is a sin. Why? I guess this is the same people that believe that fellatio is a sin.
**Edited - removed due to reports of these comments being offensive. Apologies if you were offended!
I don't care if you are against 'em. That's your right.. but what's next? If the bible told you that people with green eyes were evil, would we try to outlaw them too?
Ya know.. I don't recall any wars headed up by gay people. No "CrusGAYdes", no holy wars.. I never see stories in the paper about how a gay person has committed some sort of heinous hate crime.. Why is it that those who purport to be the most righteous are the most small minded about what being righteous means?
Seems to me like the pot is calling the kettle black here. Didn't the great bearded one say something about glass houses and throwing stones?
And now it seems like it's a battle of semantics. Marriage has been a defined word and if they changed the definition, that they'd have to change the definition of family and parents..
Why?
I feel like I'm bombarded with social regression more and more each day. If it offends you so much, I'm afraid you're going to have to leave the planet. Because I'm afraid most of the rest of the world is already on board.
Gits.
Don't want to be an American idiot
One nation controlled by the Media
Information age of hysteria
It's going out to idiot America
*sigh*
I'm just going to say it.. I'm pro-gay marriage. Why should I care that two people are doing what makes them happy AND that they get equal benefits that any other lawfully wedded couple should get.
I've seen a lot of for and against this article, but what it boils right down to is that apparently there are people who believe being gay is a sin. Why? I guess this is the same people that believe that fellatio is a sin.
**Edited - removed due to reports of these comments being offensive. Apologies if you were offended!
I don't care if you are against 'em. That's your right.. but what's next? If the bible told you that people with green eyes were evil, would we try to outlaw them too?
Ya know.. I don't recall any wars headed up by gay people. No "CrusGAYdes", no holy wars.. I never see stories in the paper about how a gay person has committed some sort of heinous hate crime.. Why is it that those who purport to be the most righteous are the most small minded about what being righteous means?
Seems to me like the pot is calling the kettle black here. Didn't the great bearded one say something about glass houses and throwing stones?
And now it seems like it's a battle of semantics. Marriage has been a defined word and if they changed the definition, that they'd have to change the definition of family and parents..
Why?
I feel like I'm bombarded with social regression more and more each day. If it offends you so much, I'm afraid you're going to have to leave the planet. Because I'm afraid most of the rest of the world is already on board.
Gits.
Monday, November 3, 2008
I Am No Longer a Blogger...
From "A Change" by Sheryl Crow
I've been thinking 'bout catching a train
Leave my phone machine by the radar range
Hello it's me, I'm not at home
If you'd like to reach me, leave me alone
A change would do you good
A change would do you good
Sorry folks, it's true. I am no longer a blogger. All three of you who have frequented my blog in the past should be notified..
I am now a Bloggadier! That's right.. A Bloggadier!
9_9
Ok, well, in all seriousness.. Who came up with the term Blog? Were there really no other choices? I love doing it, but I hate saying it. I always feel like I should GRUNT loudly when talking about it.
I still remember walking home from High School where one of my friends mentioned casually to me:
Friend- "You know they came up with a new name for the type of music you listen to?"
Me- "Huh? They need ANOTHER freakin way to classify music?"
Friend- "Yeah, I guess they didn't like Modern music because so much of it is in the 80's now!"
Me- "................... You're kidding?"
Friend- "Nope. It's called Alternative Music now.. How cool is that?"
Me- "Alternative?! What is it the alternative to? LAME! I refuse to ever call it that.."
And yet, here I am almost 18 years later calling it that. If someone asks me what type of music I listen to, I can't even keep up with all of the new classifications.
Why do humans feel the need to classify everything to death? We do it with everything!!
With never having any real psychology training, I am sure it has something to do with people's need to identify with things they see in themselves. By calling the music alternative, I wonder if it wasn't just a way to say "We're different! We're small and we're underdogs, but we don't care!"
That tended to be a pretty big theme with a lot of the folks who listened to that type of music. Obviously, not true of everyone (or even most) folks who listened to it, just my little slice of friends that did.
What's worse is people who classify based on prejudice. I heard on the radio that some people actually believe that Barack Obama is going to put all the Christians in concentration camps.
What that says to me is that Obama has been classified as non-christian. Why? Because he's black? Because of his middle name?
Please, people.
I tend to be decently even keeled when it comes to politics. But I have seen some pretty extreme statements from the great unwashed after and about this latest election that makes me sad for my country.
It's sad and ironic that in a country that values freedom above everything else, people are slaves to preconceived notions about entire groups of people. Further, how embarassing that in my country everyone has the right and privelage to be an outspoken bigot or fascist.
Blah.
A wise and wonderful girl confessed to me that she was scared for the future of the United States. Not because of the financial crunch, not because she was concerned about the presidency.. but because she was scared that one day all of the extremist nutjobs (pick your flavor) will be unhappy with the fact that OTHER RACES, CREEDS AND CULTURES of Americans are getting the same rights.
Are people really so selfish and small that it matters? Why would you not want others to have a piece of the greatness that we've got?
I am proud to be an American. But I reserve the right to be proud of some of my fellow Americans. It's 2008, folks. Wake up and smell the world..
I've been thinking 'bout catching a train
Leave my phone machine by the radar range
Hello it's me, I'm not at home
If you'd like to reach me, leave me alone
A change would do you good
A change would do you good
Sorry folks, it's true. I am no longer a blogger. All three of you who have frequented my blog in the past should be notified..
I am now a Bloggadier! That's right.. A Bloggadier!
9_9
Ok, well, in all seriousness.. Who came up with the term Blog? Were there really no other choices? I love doing it, but I hate saying it. I always feel like I should GRUNT loudly when talking about it.
I still remember walking home from High School where one of my friends mentioned casually to me:
Friend- "You know they came up with a new name for the type of music you listen to?"
Me- "Huh? They need ANOTHER freakin way to classify music?"
Friend- "Yeah, I guess they didn't like Modern music because so much of it is in the 80's now!"
Me- "................... You're kidding?"
Friend- "Nope. It's called Alternative Music now.. How cool is that?"
Me- "Alternative?! What is it the alternative to? LAME! I refuse to ever call it that.."
And yet, here I am almost 18 years later calling it that. If someone asks me what type of music I listen to, I can't even keep up with all of the new classifications.
Why do humans feel the need to classify everything to death? We do it with everything!!
With never having any real psychology training, I am sure it has something to do with people's need to identify with things they see in themselves. By calling the music alternative, I wonder if it wasn't just a way to say "We're different! We're small and we're underdogs, but we don't care!"
That tended to be a pretty big theme with a lot of the folks who listened to that type of music. Obviously, not true of everyone (or even most) folks who listened to it, just my little slice of friends that did.
What's worse is people who classify based on prejudice. I heard on the radio that some people actually believe that Barack Obama is going to put all the Christians in concentration camps.
What that says to me is that Obama has been classified as non-christian. Why? Because he's black? Because of his middle name?
Please, people.
I tend to be decently even keeled when it comes to politics. But I have seen some pretty extreme statements from the great unwashed after and about this latest election that makes me sad for my country.
It's sad and ironic that in a country that values freedom above everything else, people are slaves to preconceived notions about entire groups of people. Further, how embarassing that in my country everyone has the right and privelage to be an outspoken bigot or fascist.
Blah.
A wise and wonderful girl confessed to me that she was scared for the future of the United States. Not because of the financial crunch, not because she was concerned about the presidency.. but because she was scared that one day all of the extremist nutjobs (pick your flavor) will be unhappy with the fact that OTHER RACES, CREEDS AND CULTURES of Americans are getting the same rights.
Are people really so selfish and small that it matters? Why would you not want others to have a piece of the greatness that we've got?
I am proud to be an American. But I reserve the right to be proud of some of my fellow Americans. It's 2008, folks. Wake up and smell the world..
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