I’m back with a meager offering. I’ve been busy [working on music] — plus there’s not a lot of brand new music I’m really into right now. The releases are just starting to trickle in for the year; I’m sure we’ll be back at full throttle in a fortnight. Yesterday, without doubt, warrants a post. It was a day of the most exquisite inconvenience; an elegant and methodical butchering reserved for those of us with no particular moral character — save for one event.
Mocky – Mickey Mouse Muthafuckas
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Fuck a centaur:
I got pulled over by a god damned horse-cop yesterday morning. There he was, sitting high atop his mighty steed ushering me over to the shoulder with hand a’flitter; as it is difficult to equip the equine with lights and sirens. On occasion, two of them sit out by George is Brown and – frankly I don’t know what they do – aside from hold up traffic. I was cited for expired vehicle registration [WTF?] and I have no idea where my insurance card is. Probably in the hands of some lunatic German woman careening around California blaring Sandstorm with the windows down, ramming everything imaginable with her orange Karmann Ghia; her hair is a mess and her driving gloves have never fit properly – and all of this is keeping my insurance premiums very high. In any case, I never got it in the mail. I hope the mail man rolled a joint with it.

Big thanks to my Co-Worker, Lee, for the pic.
I digress. He wrote the ticket and gave me an envelope in which I will mail the derivatives of my work week. [I think I’ll send it in Francs.] It was at this point it dawned on me: I have never been at the bright end of a flashlight and not been ticketed or arrested. Not a single minor offense has ever seen me leave with a warning. If there’s only one reason to be nicer to people in high school its the police… Worst part though, in considering all of this; I fucked up:
Passion Pit – Sleepyhead
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I said “Thank you.” As though I were pleased to have it…
“Thank you…” for my citation. “Thank you…” for the days I’ll waste. “Thank you…” for the hole in my pocket. “Thank you…” for providing ME, the opportunity to personally thank you for your valiant service atop that mount, sitting in the middle of an intersection with both thumbs jammed securely up your ass. SAVE THE HORSES!!!
I missed the inauguration ceremony. Well the important part. You know when BO The Great swore in as president and then gave a speech of remarkable eloquence. Totally wanted to see that, or at least hear it. I tried for nearly an hour to find a working stream online and when I finally succeeded I only heard the last 45 seconds of his speech before the applause and nausea set in. Yes, I’ll watch the rerun or you tube or whatever but we both know its not the same. Even after that, there’s a myriad of things I could go into but yesterday…
We exhaled our relief to breath an air of cautious optimism.
David Byrne & Brian Eno – Everything That Happens
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