Thursday, April 30, 2009

i never want to have to get a job

unless i can work for this guy (shown here illustrating the size of my ... ego)

no, seriously. peter "motherfucking baller" orszag. i'm reading the ryan lizza article on him today. it's great, as you'd expect. but here's the cool thing: cartoons!

this article has some of the best cartoons in it i've seen in some time. now, the new yorker cartoons are a constant, easy source of anti-elitist ridicule, because some are either just funny ha-ha or not funny or really priviledged or whatever. most, however, are fucking funny. these in particular reminded me of several people:

steve. duh. also, any drummer i've ever met, pretty much.

badass dudes with moustaches, john d being one. also, this is sort of how i regard myself in my head.

this reminds me of our caps-watching experience on tuesday. we went to bourbon, where they have 3 tvs in the seating area and one behind the bar. we asked for two to be turned to caps so all three of us could watch it, and she said no, they can only have one on at a time for each game. so, whatever, we moved and craned our necks. then, we noticed that every tv in the bar EXCEPT THE ONE THAT WAS CONVENIENT was playing the caps game, and the convenient one was playing fishing or ultimate fighting or some bullshit. talk about inconvenience, am i right?!?

and, last... well. you probably know. this is me, at all times, but most obviously/painfully on every single date i've ever been on.

my basic point is that if i ever get a job, a) i won't be able to write big long sloppy kisses to obama administration officials on my unread personal blog, b) the new yorker cartoons i identify with will be the much lamer office-related ones, and c) working is dumb.


Friday, April 24, 2009

things i have been listening to

reminder: show tomorrow. please come! i think it will be fun, and if you've seen me before, well, this will be very different. hopefully good/heartbreaking, like i always aim for, but in a totally new way. plus, i KNOW you want to see me transition from wilson pickett into muscles. i know it.

so i just discovered this, which is a lovely retrospective on all the nice things noted murderer, crazy person and all-around asshole Phil Spector did for music. take a listen. i had no idea that he was responsible for both "on broadway" and "rock and roll high school."

in doing so, i discovered a song i'd never actually heard all the way through (though i had heard the chorus, because you couldn't possibly have not heard it). it's called... wait for it... across the universe.

yeah, yeah. i have bad parents who didn't play the beatles when i was growing up.

anyway, it's fucking beautiful, which you already probably knew. it made me a little sad, because that melody's already taken, but i think i've come down philosophically: at least the melody exists in the world. here's the anthology version, heavy on sitar and with a really nice vocal by john, with some lurvely pictures.

also, adventureland has gotten me started with the replacements. go listen to unsatisfied right now. paul westerberg's voice makes me understand indie-guitar-rock so much better than i did before.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

i have no idea why this occurred to me

hong kong phooey: how does his being a dog affect the general racism of this cartoon? does it offset it or make it worse? discuss.

Monday, April 13, 2009

righteous anger

so my goddamn synth did not com in today, despite me rationalizing an entire day in fairfax in my pajamas on the assumption that i'd leave as soon as it came. but it didn't. i got some quality time with my mom and my cats, so i guess all is not lost.

in any case, i finally clothed myself and made it to murky, where i put together this little thing. it's a (third, if you're counting) myspace music page, this time devoted only to covers that have accumulated like flotsam and jetsam over the months and years. while it confuses things even more than they already are confused, what with alecsander and hello, babies being used interchangeably, well, i don't care. i'll have a website soon(ish) and that should clear some things up.

point is: come to this!

Saturday, April 11, 2009


credit to tom ricks and his original source, nancy rommelmann

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

justin vernon, before he was "bon iver (née justin vernon)"

back to posting sad songs: here are two of three justin vernon songs that i like from his first LP and EP (self record: 0; hazeltons: 3). seriously, self record is SO BAD. and i love the guy. it gives me hope that not everyone who starts out terrible stays that way. i can't find an mp3 of 'frail sail,' which is the other good one.

thanks to janet for sending me both of these (PHYSICALLY, IN THE MAIL, WTF) months ago.

NB: thumb piano at the end of 'liner'

justin vernon - hazelton

justin vernon - liner