Archives: 2006 November

Archives: 2006 November

there’s no F in ACLU but if there was it would be for ‘faggot’

November 29th, 2006

I saw a bumper sticker that said ‘ACLU’ and the C was a hammer and sickle and underneath it said ‘Atheist Communist Liberal Union’ and I was like “yeah” but thinking back, it probably wasn’t a pro-ACLU sticker.

Speaking of the sweltering oppression facing today’s white American Christian, isn’t it about time for the War on Christmas to pick back up? Or was that a last year thing, doomed to be forgotten like the Summer of the Shark under the shadow of the collapsing World Trade Center?

Also, I know the ‘was’ in the title should be a ‘were’ but sometimes the subjunctive tense is so gay.

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things I’ve shouted in a sarcastic voice while driving

November 20th, 2006
- Thanks for obeying the speed limit!
- Excellent use of the turn signal!
- I’ve come up with the funniest thing to put on my website!
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that’s my bag

November 12th, 2006

I made this bag out of an old t-shirt. It’s lined and it has a pocket and it has a guitar strap for a strap. I’m pretty proud of it.

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back in da mix

November 9th, 2006

do you ever feel like your feelings and ideas are best expressed through featureless, expressionless, motionless cartoon characters? I sure don’t, my genius is shown through the magic of dance. In my spare time I doodle a bit, though, so here’s some more comics (20-23 are new)

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I voted for flavor

November 8th, 2006
election recap:
- the country is still full of homophobic retards
- the media is still spectacular and impotent
- old people still suck
- Iraq
- blogosphere
- politics is a team sport, you may have to sacrifice all morals and integrity, but the important thing is that your team wins
- nothing will change
I’m just guessing, I didn’t actually watch any election coverage

I am praying for the Rapture to happen tonight.
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X-Visitation

November 7th, 2006

Last night I got to see a sweet set from the Psychic Paramount, a NYC trio who put out one of my favorite hard psyche rock albums last year, Gamelon into the Mink Supernatural. It was especially exciting because until yesterday afternoon I was thinking it was going to be the Psychic Ills, who are also cool, but I’ve seen them before. When I got there the place was empty, which I guess is not surprising for a free Monday night show in a dive bar in Lansing, but they had a couple djs spinning records beforehand. After waiting around for a couple hours and enduring the DOUBLE BASS ASSAULT of whatever the hell the first band was called, a few more non-barstaff, non-band, non-dj people had shown up, but it was still a rather disappointing crowd. Three hip, black-clad figures took the stage, the sound guy said softly, “hey anyone at the bar, you should watch these guys,” and the show began.

You know how some songs build and build and finally hit a point where it flips to doubletime and everyone bangs in unison for a measure or two until the song peters out or falls apart or goes back to the chorus? The Psychic Paramount basically hit that moment from the gates and ride it out for the length of the song. Bass and drums locked into a supertight rhythm too hard and fast and unrelenting to be a groove or a riff, it was just pure adrenaline rhythm, they’d lurch terribly for a moment then take off again in a new direction. With the help two suitcases full of effects pedals and a contact mic inside the hi-hat, they created a hell of a racket, total wall of sound type shit. The guitarist’s echoed out chimes and chka-chka licks would occasionally spiral out of control, whirring up like dentists’ drills, treble lacing into your temples, solos would unfold like sound from passing jets, you’d feel them indirectly only after they’d passed, leaving melted streamers of sound in their wake. Overall, it was a great show with way too much noise for way too few people.

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voting is for chumps

November 6th, 2006

This mix from Morsy and Dayta is pretty cool. The whole thing is super funky, and it’s got Tribe Called Quest and De La and some recent songs, and it includes the line “I died and that bitch gon’ put weed in my hearse.” Give it a spin if you’re into that sorta thang.

By the way, did you know that if you’re on antipsychotics for say depression and you stop for a few days, you start hallucinating and your brain gets a lil crazy for a while? It’s true. For the record, I’m not psychotic or schizophrenic or anything, but you can think I am if it makes me seem more interesting.

also this

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dvd commentary track for Party City 6000

November 6th, 2006

Hey, so… yeah? Should I go…

Hey, you are, uh welcome to the dvd commentary track for my music video, uh Lanky P’s “Party City 6000.” This is uh I am Lanky P, getting all commentatious with… you all.

So.

Anyway, I’ll just go. This is “Party City 6000,” which you already know of course, the jam the joint the hit of the summer. Banging in all the clubs. Up in all the dances. People dancing.

OH did you see that… damn. On the video I mean. Can they see the… oh ok. That future laser building thing. That was real cool. This video cost like a million dollars, more probably.

So, uh… well Party City is basically an idea I had, for this town in the future where partying is illegal, so this robot alien who is me comes to earth, and he has this truck, like a eighteen wheeler except futuristic, and the back of the truck is always full of all these people partying. Yeah, see, there’s me… beaming down… and the truck ahhaa that looks SWEET. Yeah so I drive this party truck all around the town making people uh… yeah see there’s me driving… It’s the year 6000, did I say that?

Yeah…

This song was hard, though, I don’t know, rapping’s hard you know? It is, I don’t care what people say, it’s really hard. It’s like, hard, to get ideas… what to rap about. This one time, I was walking to my car, and I just saw the tires, and they were like these huge tires, and I was like you know those are really big tires. Like huge. I should rap about how big they are, because seriously they are big. I forget how big, exactly, I measured them and you probably won’t believe but they seriously are that big. I say how big they are in the song.

Check it out, this is the part when the I realize I need to save all those metal chicks from the evil overlords, then we all start partying. Yeah, see the party truck rolling up, me looking good… and yeah now we’re partying. This video is so rad.

Oh, OH, I need to thank uh say thanks to Bacardi, cause without their stuff there pretty much wouldn’t be a Party City 6000. I mean, a liquor name that rhymes with party, how lucky is that? I had no luck with rap at all before I found Bacardi. I used to drink Stoli Orange, you can’t rhyme shit with that. Just try, you can’t. Also thanks to Jesus.

Ha ha, that’s cool, that main alien overlord guy trying to dance, but he can’t dance because he’s old and white, he’s some old famous white actor I think. I forget who. I don’t think I met him, I don’t think we were there the same day, but he’s cool, I respect him. Ha, he can’t dance like at all.

Ok, now the big climax of the video. There’s me, partying with all the alien chicks, yeah. Now everyone can party, I made it so everyone in the future can party. It’s almost over now.

Wait… I forgot about… it’s not over now…

Ok yeah it’s over now. Thanks, that was cool.

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