more proof that i am redneck royalty
today at my grandparents’ cookout, my cousins dipped their steak in ranch dressing.Team America: World Police - America, Fuck Yeah
I look forward to July 4th every year just so I can post this.
Here Here.
lick my butt and suck on my balls, internet.
I get all nervous now when I click on YouTube links. Is this something I want going on my permanent record?
npr did a report on the newest lameness in the viacom/youtube debacle yesterday, and i actually made a face and said “whaaaaaaaaaaat?” to my radio. which hasn’t happened in a while.
Incredible campaign song awaits you.
this sounds like a casio keyboard performing an abortion on itself as it travels through time. and it might even be better than “vote for miss angela.”
EDIT: HOLY SHIT i tried to link to the “vote for miss angela” song, but apparently miss angela didn’t pay her hosting bill, and now her site is home to incest porn. NSFW.
EDIT EDIT: apparently miss angela’s site is alive and paid for (whew!) and peach pundit just had the wrong link.
Did you know Huey Lewis and the News did the title track for the Pineapple Express soundtrack?
Well, that certainly proves my whole “Huey Lewis Can Do No Wrong” theory invalid. (via bg5000)
i love that this song sounds so much like their older stuff, which i’m sure was the intent when they were asked to provide it in the first place. also, in this week’s washington city paper, staff writer and evil genius amanda hess tries to dissuade readers from attending the free huey lewis and the news concert on the fourth:
According to the site, Huey et al. “will perform a selection of patriotic and celebratory music,” or as I like to call it, “Not ‘I Want a New Drug.’
cabbagetown man attacks would-be graffiti artists
this guy hid in a tree until 2:30 a.m., when two graffiti artists showed up and began to paint a wall near his house. he then jumped out of the tree, walked up to one of the artists, and “punched him in the face twice.” my favorite part of the story:
In front of police officers, Bowman asked the young men what they were doing out there so late at night, Jaeger said.
“You were in a tree at 2:30 in the morning,” they replied, according to Jaeger
Dan Bern - “Jerusalem”
In an evening full of remarkable and unusual events, I found myself in a backyard on a hill with three musicians and guitars. This is not to say that all of the musicians were guitarists but the talent pool was deep. One young man remarks about how he only knows two songs… but they are both in the same key and use the same chord progressions. During a brief silence he begins to strum. Slowly and hesitant at first but as his confidence increases so does his ability. He begins to sing…
“…When I tell you that I love you, don’t test my love. Except my love.”
There is something about the song that sucks you into this convoluted tale about love (or a lack thereof), religion and olives. It is so heartfelt and real that it makes you wonder if perhaps it isn’t a work of fiction but a real, true life story and Bern actually has come to save us all from ourselves.
Bern’s bio proclaims, ”He’s frequently been compared to Bob Dylan, because like the young Dylan, he’s funny and smart and has a regally Semitic nose.” And I couldn’t agree more.
i love this song, and i’ve always meant to explore this guy’s catalog.