Saturday, February 23, 2008

Dear Readers

I think i have a problem. This problem, doesn't come in a bottle or paper. This problem doesn't go up my nose or in my elbow. My problem comes with dice and cards. Yes dear readers I have a gambling addiction. How do I know this? Well, after several weekends of loosing on average 10 or 20 dollars at a time I accept it is time to stop. I make a pledge to all the people who read this (i.e. no one) that i will never play another game of craps again. YAY me.

Thursday, February 21, 2008

Thoughts on Emo/Indie/Alternative/Techno/Fringe i.e, not classic rock

Let me start by saying, I love classic rock. Everything about it, except for a few choice songs which for the sake of rebellion I reject (namely, Stairway to Heaven. My first touch with no classic stuff was, as with all things baggerboy, late. What can I say? Late bloomer. Speaking of late blooming, the slow movement would really benefit a lot of the other people feeling behind, its a great revolution combining liberal thought with reactionary technology. Seriously consider it. Changed my life a bit. Anyway, so I bloomed late, and at the tender age of 12 I heard Color of Mudd on a mix tape my dad made me. This was not life changing. My first thought was, whiny much?
As I got older, developed more counterculture longings, I decided that I would fight then man. I would listen to the real music about real life written by real people. As you probably already guessed, I'm talking about Green Day. This revolutionary band paved the road of my Indie phase. In retrospect, i was not as awesome as i felt playing those pirated songs. This was back when there was some rebellion in pirating. I was a pirate. YEAH!
Then of course, everyone had to go and like Green Day. Actually, everyone already liked Green Day, it just took me a few weeks to realize, oh that's not different. I do still treasure I fought the law and the law one, even though yes i know its a clash cover, but really, the clash wears way to much studded leather. Best version by far is the grateful dead. About the dead, any one who feels its necessary to own either a joint of the teddy bears is just wrong. Wrong. So moving back in time from Green Day to the Dead and then to early Marijuana Jazz. Louis Armstrong looks like Bob Marley minus the dreads when he preforms. Bob Marley; he is big with me know. I think all this may be the influence of stoners around me. Pot, good for music bad for the throats. What else is good for music? LSD. Later Beatles stuff is great. George Harrison went on to do great things with music as did Paul. Lennon, he got a little to political for me and seriously, Ono broke up the band and that's like killing Caesar. Et tu Yoko? Latins a lot like Italian which has a lot to do with French. French singes. Piaf, je t'aime. I do regret nothing. Kinda like Bob Dylan's like a Rolling Stone. Bob is God. Weird AL did do a great Dante though. Weird Al, lost me when he parodied the Piano man great song. Reminds me of those older days when smoking was healthy and alcoholism was a social obligation not a medical condition. Fast forward 100 years and you have AVA. Interesting in person. Meg and Dia opened for them in Worcester, and that is counter culture for ya. They might just be bad, but whatever. I am alone in my fandom, score. I leave you with this thought, that as the DKM's say, I'll probably die cold and alone, but kiss me I'm shitfaced. Thanks for your time and if you made it this far, props to ya.

Saturday, February 16, 2008

Respect

Third Alternate for the Southeaastern district Science Fair. chica chica yeah.

Monday, February 4, 2008

Read a fucking book for once

This is part one of a series on books people should read*. Prof. Morris Berman, writes an incinderary book entitled Dark Ages America. This is to some extent, liberals going chicken little everywhere, but raises some valid points. In particular, it introduced my to the foreign policy theories of Henry Kissinger, which I think can be seen echoed in most pre-adolescent girls today. If you want to laugh and cry at the state of the nation, seriously, buy it. Its great for source material for you own political jokes.


*Notice how many part ones of a series I've written lately.

Sunday, February 3, 2008

Endorsement

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Saturday, February 2, 2008

Song Review

The band is called dispatch, the song is called the general. Before i try be insightful regarding this song, lets deal with the back story. About 6 or 7 monthes ago, I went to a dropkick murphys concert. It was my birthday, and i had a few friends come along. Now, somehow, maybe just stupidity, i miss-counted my friends and left one of the best ones hanging. I know, not the best move ever, but moving past that, I'm generally a pretty considerate guy so a say, "Ren, I'm sorry, i know i screwed up, what bands to you like that are still alive?". So were talking and Ren sends my a link to this band homepage. I ignore for a couple hours becausing, well, I'm talking to Ren, and who wants to serve the web when you can talk to Ren. Anyway, at some point during the conversation, I remember the link. I say "gee Ren, I didn't know you liked Distrubed". Keep in mind, Ren lives in a town for all practical purposes we'll call yachtcountrygolfclubland. She doesn't respond for a minute and then comes back all then sudden with a glaring "wtf?". "You know, Distrubed" I say, "the link you sent me". I scroll back to the link, click it, and sure enough, it says in large bold letters, Dispatch. Same first three letters, god, i think thats pretty good.
So this website will let you stream a majority of their last album from their website. I love this white-boy reggae stuff, so I'm hooked.
I say "Ren, whens the next concert?"
Turns out the lead singer died back in 05. Can musicians stop walking in front of buses? god. Just a little shout out, if anyone knows of a good show in the next couple monthes, live a comment.
I buy this album and hear the third song in. Its basically, anarchy at its best.
It begins with a strumming guitar solo and bogos, the bass guitar is light. THe lyrics detail the story of a general who is about to fight a great battle. Then comes the chorus, were the general disbands the army. "Take your shower and shine your shoes/ you a young man you must be living/ go now you are forgiven". The idea of armies deciding if they should fight, is an old one. In Republic Rome, armies functioned as autonomous powerhouses. Many armies since have done this, but an army, where every soldier chooses each act, the entire army making a wise informed decision on each battle, never. There would be no war, if soldiers chose the battles. People might fight more, but war? no more.
Anyway, great tune, I'll try to post it sooner or later.

Friday, February 1, 2008

A Public Serive Announcement

Don't bring alcohol to school functions. This means you.