Tag Archives: music

If Everyone Became This Senstive, I Wouldn’t Have to Be So Sensitive

11 Apr

It is Monday? Are you fucking shitting me with this shit?

Please Don’t Let Me Hit the Ground

4 Apr

Oh, you’ve got green eyes
Oh, you’ve got blue eyes
Oh, you’ve got gray eyes

Today has been a little rough so far: part gloomy weather, part annoying peoplerson, part crappy job, and, embarrassingly enough, in small part because I was trying a new wavy look with my hair but it just looks like I didn’t wash it for three weeks. Which I’m perfectly willing to cop to if it’s true, but it’s not! I washed it last night! And it had only been a week! Maaaaaaaaaaaaybe I need to cut back on the product.  /fwp

I just need to keep looking at this cat macro that someone at SN! (gocart? I’m too lazy to check) linked to the other day.

Because Your Candle Burns Too Bright

14 Mar

Substance McG managed to set me off on a weekend-long Elliott Smith binge. I even lived to tell the tale!

I tried to decide on my favorite song, but I just couldn’t do it. In fact, I’m not sure I can narrow it down to fewer than five, so I just picked three.  And the last one is actually happy.

Just humor me and pretend you listened to all of them.

Fuck Yeah John Darnielle

10 Mar

This Machine Kills Fascists

10 Mar

This post is for a certain zombie who is having a rough time of it these days. Woody Guthrie’s New Years Rulin’s have cheered me up immensely lately:

I have posted this elsewhere, but it deserves to be posted again:


And if that doesn’t help, here’s a picture of a baby zombie. Awww. I’d totes let him nom me!

Matador Monday

7 Mar

Here is Liz Phair performing her classic “Fuck and Run” with an accompaniment by an adorable vegan (NSFW, if you haven’t caught on):


You Can’t Build a Blogging Empire This Way

6 Mar

Oh man, if I’m trying to be on track to be the World’s Most Famous Blogger EVAR, I am already failing.

Actually, I’m not, but I’d still like to be productive.

The problem is that the news is depressing the hell out of me. Most of the time, the only reaction I have to Republican stupidity and the collapse of our society in general is AAAAARRRRRRRG BLARRRRRG. And when I do have something to say, I lose steam quickly because it doesn’t seem like it’s even worth the emotional effort.  Especially when smarter and better writers have already written something brilliant and I feel like I’m just treading old ground. And lately I’ve been all, “WHAR’S MY FUNNY?” because she is a fickle bitch who comes and goes (for me, anyway), so even vaguely amusing posts about various bullshit seem to be out.

So that leaves outfit blogging and cat blogging. Both of which a) require a decent camera, and b) are boring as shit, at least for an extended period of time.


And, just because I love this song:


My Cankle is a Barometer

21 Feb

It is rainy and gloomy and I ache like an old lady. It’s the height of injustice that I, a public sector employee, do not have Presidents’ Day off.

In other news, it’s also Monday, and time for some moosic.

I’m quite certain this won’t be the last Mountain Goats song I’ll post.

I Hate Them

18 Feb

I really do. It’s not so much that their bullshittery will have a practical impact (it won’t, thank God, but probably just *barely*), it’s that they are so completely, utterly full of hatred for women and poor people that it takes my fucking breath away.

I can’t even write anything more coherent beyond “FUCKING FUCK FUCKERS FUCK.” Instead, I am going to drink some bourbon and listen to this band turned up loud:


They’re Kansas kids (if you can’t tell by their name), although they moved to Brooklyn a couple of years ago, the fuckers. New Yorkers, I highly recommend their shows, although you might want to bring earplugs.


Hell to the fucking YEAH!

Tardy Tuesday

15 Feb


Ahem. Anyway, because I have been very bad and haven’t posted in a while and totes missed Music Monday, I have TWO VIDEOS FUCK YEAH.

The first is this one (I kinda want to have this guy’s indie mullet babies):

The second is an Arcade Fire song (actually, the first song on their first record). I already have a song of theirs up on my About page, but THEY FUCKING WON A FUCKING GRAMMY MOTHERFUCKERS*. I’m as proud of them as a fan can possibly be.

I saw them in a tiny club when their first record came out and they were performing with David Bowie just a few months later.  I often say this, but it’s very true–they are the band that best captures what it’s like to be who I am during this time in my life, and I feel like I’ve grown up with them to some extent.

*I can not believe that unknown artists will earn a world-renowned artists like justin and lady gaga for that reason cease to believe in the legality of prizes

UPDATE! Tawny Kitaen weighs in.  She’s just jealous they didn’t invite her to be in any of their videos.