Tuesday, February 27, 2007

I Hate This Part of Texas

NASCAR aside, the previous post was, if nothing else, about the solid undercurrent of hatred and bigotry that forms a nearly constant background noise to our country. I think the actions of the British guys on Top Gear indicated that they did not have any serious understanding of this. To them, it was a mildly obnoxious prank, playing on the stereotypes of the South in good natured fun, for which they would take some verbal abuse, make some jokes, and in the end, create some amusing tv. I think in Britain, it would have been.

Constant Commenter Nick responded, in part:

All very amusing, in a tense and skittish sort of way, but to generalize it to all of America is, again, ridiculous. If I drove through certain Parisian neighborhoods with cartoons of Muhammed on my car, I would expect a similar reaction. Except, I think, I might actually be killed.
Nick, the only reason they weren't killed, that I could see, is that they managed to get back to the highway and remove the paint before the truck full of 'the boys' caught up to them. They were chased from that gas station. The owner called her boys, who came with a gang, and threw rocks at the film crew, pursuing the whole lot by vehicle back to the highway.
From that, should I then generalize that French society and French people have a long way to go? Mankind as a whole has a long way to go. And society is riddled with idiots, and bigots, and all around stupid people. So, let's call idiots and racists and bigots what they are, please, and stop over-generalizing to entire societies, nations, religions or ideologies based on isolated examples.
Yes, society is riddled with bigots and idiots, and that's my point. The actions of the english gentlemen indicated that they didn't really expect a truly violent reaction. That they expected maybe some wordplay, some tense moments, some “don't come round here no more” and that's it. I think the level of threat, as well as it's promptness - this happened at the first place they stopped after leaving the highway- truly surprised them. And it doesn't surprise us, does it? Because we know how Americans are.

That's what resounds to our shame. Because we, as Americans, OWN that. It's part of America; if you feel pride when you see us sending men to the moon, or opening up new vistas of wilderness, or building awe-inspiring structures, then the shame of knowing that a fair number of our fellow citizens are slack-jawed yokels with a violent streak is part of the package too.

Normally it's just kind of suppressed. Left to be unacknowledged; to be one of those dirty little secrets. In instances like this, when it bubbles up in an undeniable fashion, most people prefer to think of it as an aberration. It helps them to maintain the illusion of American exceptionalism.

But it does bubble up, repeatedly: Here's another lovely case where not only did some good old white boys beat a mentally disabled black man (by inviting him to a party where they ridiculed him and made him perform tricks) but many people from the town (including the jury) cast the black man as culpable, saying that he should have known better. Go and read it, it's perfectly disgusting.

These are not exceptional cases, but is, as we are perfectly aware, standard fare in much of the country. The reason I generalized it to all of America is that it does exist, pretty much throughout America. My brothers-in-law here in America's Heartland are not only unrepentantly racist, but also anti-semitic and perfectly willing to beat on strangers. When I first visited my wife's hometown bars, she assured me that were I not with her, I would likely have been beaten as a matter of course.

These behaviors should not be so typical in a country that fashions itself as moral beacon for the world. and it's at least partially because we look the other way; a good shaming needs to be part of the treatment to flush this shit out of our system.

Americans can be exceptional. We have been exceptionally brave; exceptionally generous; at the forefront of knowledge and a world leader in so many things.

We are also exceptionally introverted, exceptionally anti-intelligent, exceptionally xenophobic, exceptionally racist and stupid and violent.

And we, all of us, need to own these things before we can admit that somehow, they must be addressed. Ignorance and violence is no future.

Monday, February 26, 2007

Wide Awake In America



Top Gear is a British show, where they do various weird things with cars and other Big Boys Toys. One episode I saw, They were to buy a used Porsche and drive it some distance, and then sell it. The one who got the most money won; they couldn't spend more than a thousand pounds, so they started with some pretty burned-out Porsches.

This episode, they were in America, Alabame to be precise, and the challenge was to write things on each others cars that would get each other in trouble. Not being used to the violent nature of Americans, they went at it and.... well, just watch the video. You know how it's going to turn out, but it's still amazing to watch.

One of the gents says, as they're driving away "I firmly believe that many Americans are now breeding with vegetation." I couldn't agree more. Hey, we elected Bush twice, what did you expect?

Sarcasm aside, America, as a society, and Americans as a people, have a long way to go.

Friday, February 23, 2007

Superunknown

As the Urinal Sentinel continues it's long rightward slide, they have been doing yeoman's work keeping Tommy Thompson's run at the presidency alive.

Every couple of days, a nice little article about his campaign.

Of course, they are nearly alone, since McCain, Giuliani and Romney announced on the Right hand side, let alone Clinton and Obama from the Dems. Last time a mention from the national press that I could find was from last November, as part of an article talking about McCain's campaign. Ouch.

The national press has been nearly silent on the Thompson run. Unfortunate. There's plenty of dirt there, if they want to dig. And we would have to start a pool as to how long before someone captures Tommy on video noticeably drunk.

It'll be fun! Hopefully, he won't have the self-awareness of Vilsack, who withdrew this week in acknowledgment that he didn't stand a chance.

Toys in the Attic

“If you grew up in the 70's, you loved Aerosmith” - Michael Stipe


Hmmm. No Aerosmith on my box, although a couple of covers here and there.



1. Bernie from the album “Acme” by The Jon Spencer Blues Explosion
2. Robber and the Roadie from the album “Boogaloo” by Nazareth ouch. that one hurts.
3. (We Don't Need This) Fascist Groove Thang from the album “Just Can't Get Enough: New Wave Hits Of The '80s, Vol. 8” by Heaven 17
4. Executive CD Edition Announcement from the album “Monty Python and the Holy Grail” by Monty Python
5. _ from the album “Sucking In Stereo” by The Figgs
6. Red from the album “King” by Belly
7. The Mark Has Been Made from the album “The Fragile (Right)” by Nine Inch Nails
8. At the Border,Guy from the album “Global A Go-Go” by Joe Strummer And The Mescaleros
9. Stripmining from the album “Strip-Mine” by James
10. Afterimage from the album “Grace Under Pressure” by Rush


A couple of those short ones there, so course I'll do some bonus tunes.

11. Joshua Gone Barbados from the album “Songs Of False Hope And High Values” by Sally Timms & Jon Langford THERE“S a bit of the Mekons connection.
12. Heavenly Pop Hit from the album ”Submarine Bells“ by The Chills This is a GREAT song. The Chills are another great long lost pop band.
13. Military Road from the album ”Progday 2001 (Disc 1)“ by Various Artists
14. Sunshine Of Your Love from the album ”Tuba City“ by Bim Skala Bim
15. Name from the album ”Let's Go!“ by Rancid Now THAT's a solid ending for a Friday Random Musical Snooters.




Zelmo, I almost had Henry coming out for beers this afternoon. I may have him hooked up for Think Floyd; Black 47, and/or the Silos. rock. why wait for Summerfest?

Thursday, February 22, 2007

Kilroy was here

I am currently TOTALLY rocking out to Styx.

This is embarrassing, and I don't want anybody to know.

Therefore, I am posting it on my blog. HA!




Oh Mama, I'm in fear for my life from the long arm of the law

Law man has put an end to my running and I'm so far from my
home

Dear Mama I can hear you cryin', you're so scared and all
alone

Hangman is comin' down from the gallows and I don't have very
long

Monday, February 19, 2007

I Believe In Something

  • I believe in rainbows and puppy dogs and fairy tales.
  • And I believe in the family - Mom and Dad and Grandma.. and Uncle Tom, who waves his penis.
  • And I believe 8 of the 10 Commandments. I mean 6. Would you believe 5 1/2?
  • I believe an invisible man talks to me, and tells me the most wonderful things about peace, and love, and which people to hate and kill...but has never ever ever told me the right horse to bet on.
  • And I believe that sex is one of the most beautiful, wholesome and natural things.. that money can buy.
  • And I believe it’s derogatory to refer to a woman’s breasts as “boobs”, “jugs”, “winnebagos” or “golden bozos”.. and that you should only refer to them as “hooters”.
  • I believe I'll have a beer.
  • I believe the Office of Faith Based Initiatives has mislaid my check.
  • And I believe you should put a woman on a pedestal.. high enough so you can look up her dress.
  • And I believe in equality, equality for everyone.. no matter how stupid they are, or how much better I am than they are.
  • I believe that monkeys will fly from my butt before the Brewers ever make it to the World Series.
  • And, people say I’m crazy for believing this, but I believe that chartreuse robots are stealing my underpants.
  • And I believe I made a mistake when I bought a 30-story 1-bedroom apartment.
  • And I believe the Battle of the Network Stars should be fought with guns.
  • And I believe that George W. Bush can make this country what it once was - an arctic region covered with ice.
  • And, lastly, I believe that of all the evils on this earth, there is nothing worse than the music you’re listening to right now. That’s what I believe.

Saturday, February 17, 2007

Gimme Fiction

“As to the mode of terminating the war, and securing peace, the President is equally wandering and indefinite. First, it is to be done by a more vigorous prosecution of the war in the vital parts of the enemy's country; and, after apparently talking himself tired on this point, the President drops down into a half despairing tone, and tells us that ”with a people distracted and divided by contending factions, and a government subject to constant changes, by successive revolutions, the continued success of our arms may fail to secure a satisfactory peace.“ Then he suggests the propriety of wheedling the Mexican people to desert the counsels of their own leaders, and trusting in our protection to set up a government from which we can secure a satisfactory peace; telling us that ”this may become the only mode of obtaining such a peace.“ But soon he falls into doubt of this too; and then drops back on to the already half abandoned ground of ”more vigorous prosecution.“ All this shows that the President is, in no wise, satisfied with his own positions. … His mind, tasked beyond its power, is running hither and thither, like some tortured creature on a burning surface, finding no position on which it can settle down and be at ease.

Again, it is a singular omission in this message that it nowhere intimates when the President expects the the war to terminate. … As I have before said, he knows not where he is. He is a bewildered, confounded, and miserably perplexed man. God grant he may be able to show there is not something about his conscience more painful than all his mental perplexity!”


O my God. How Rude. How UnCivil of these Democrats.



Wait, there's more:
Our safety, our liberty, depends upon preserving the Constitution of the United States as our fathers made it inviolate. The people of the United States are the rightful masters of both Congress and the courts, not to overthrow the Constitution, but to overthrow the men who pervert the Constitution.

Allow the president to invade a neighboring nation, whenever he shall deem it necessary to repel an invasion, and you allow him to do so whenever he may choose to say he deems it necessary for such a purpose - and you allow him to make war at pleasure.

This country, with its institutions, belongs to the people who inhabit it. Whenever they shall grow weary of the existing government, they can exercise their constitutional right of amending it, or exercise their revolutionary right to overthrow it.

Any people anywhere, being inclined and having the power, have the right to rise up, and shake off the existing government, and form a new one that suits them better. This is a most valuable - a most sacred right - a right, which we hope and believe, is to liberate the world.

The shepherd drives the wolf from the sheep, for which the sheep thanks the shepherd as his liberator, while the wolf denounces him for the same act as the destroyer of liberty. Plainly, the sheep and the wolf are not agreed upon a definition of liberty.

My dream is of a place and a time where America will once again be seen as the last best hope of earth.

America will never be destroyed from the outside. If we falter and lose our freedoms, it will be because we destroyed ourselves.


Treasonous. why, they oughta be hanged, right Don Young?


actually, those are for-real quotes from Abraham Lincoln. (thanks digby) Not the made-up, Republican-Talking-Point-blamed -on-editors'-error type of Abraham Lincoln quote that has been used on the floor of Congress, but actual, context included, this-is-what-he really-MEANS, unequivocal, type of quote.

Friday, February 16, 2007

Chemicals Collide

Well, the Lingering Death Virus has mostly abated, mild spews notwithstanding.

What has not abated is the client created hells. I see that I have to demand more money for these things, to cover for the headaches when the inevitable problems arise. Also, I need to budget for a new Department of Two Large Men With Tattoos. I predict they will be most active.

My favorite part of the last week; The Republicans repeatedly referring to an Abraham Lincoln quote that he did not say. Listen, guys, when you can mange to look something up on the Intertubes without fucking it up, we'll let you have a little bit of power again. Maybe.

Summerfest News: Roger Waters, for a two set show. the second set is Dark Side of The Moon. I hope they have Dick Parry play.





25475 songs, 98.24 gigs. 68.4 days of noises.


1. Wouldn't Change A Thing from the album “Home” by Deep Blue Something One of Pinko Punko, a not-quite Song Of The Day.
2. Money Tree from the album “Barrymore Reunion Careen” by Free Hot Lunch Lotta Waha coming up lately. who's complaining? Recording by Mr. Mike.
3. Charlie Don't Surf from the album “Sandinista! (Disc 2 of 2)” by The Clash
4. Wildcat from the album “Élan Vital” by Pretty Girls Make Graves
5. In Trance As Mission from the album “Sons and Fascination / Sister Feelings Call” by Simple Minds Another old college band that I've been feeling an unexplained recent affection for.
6. Icing Sugar from the album “Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me” by The Cure One of my favorite albums.
7. The Very Old Man from the album “You'd Prefer An Astronaut” by Hum
8. New Gods from the album “Meat Puppets II (Bonus Tracks)” by Meat Puppets Back when they still punky. II was Kurt Cobain's favorite album.
9. Cars And Girls from the album “D.I.Y.: Blank Generation - The New York Scene 1975-1978” by The Dictators
10. Sleeping Bag from the album “Chrome, Smoke & BBQ Box (Disc 3)” by ZZ Top ZZ always sounds great. Turn it up and pass the Hornitos.


A couple of bonus before lnuch:

11. Bordertown from the album “Shimmers” by The Walkabouts I really love the Walkabouts.
12. Holiday Story from the album “See How We Are” by X A truly fantastic album, late period X
13. Life: the Movie from the album “Ended Up a Stranger” by The Walkabouts Double Walkabouts that's crazy, man.

The Meaning of 8

Cloud Cult has a new album out. Well, it's not out till april, but if you're really cool, and know someone, you may be able to score an advance copy. Figure it out, Sherlock.

Cloud Cult is an amazing post-post-punk band from Minneapolis, headed by an environmental activist named Craig. Their music is a sublime amalgam of alt/pop/rock/prog/art. They perform with live aritsts. They tour using wind energy credits to offset the power used in the shows. They've refused major label interest, instead preferring college stations and word of mouth to make them the most added band in college music and consistently sell out their shows ...


Dang. Someone just came into my office and I had to start the music over. It's that good. Please Remain Calm is already a standout track.

Web site here. Review from Steve's son here.

....to continue: using word of mouth, they are consistently out performing major label bands who spent hundreds of thousands of dollars on radio station and traditional marketing-videos and such. Who watches f-ing videos anymore? Good music. Touring. Believing in what you're doing because you love it, not because you can get to meet a supermodel; it's how the Police did it in the 80's.

They were named Artist of the Year in Minneapolis last year.


ooo. great bass sound. “You can stop, drop and roll cuz this is only a test.” Plus, a song titled Alien Christ.



Obviously, the rest of the FRT will be delayed until The Meaning Of 8 is over.

Friday, February 09, 2007

You've Got A Cold

You've Got A Cold
by 10cc


Your nose is runnin'
And your eyes are red
Your head is achin'
You'd be better in bed
From the bottom of your fever
To the throbbing in your toes

You've got a cold
You've got a cold
You're searching madly
To find a cure
But the mercury's rising
To a hundred and four
You've got a beauty, a bad ass
The mother of them all
You've got a cold
You've got a cold

Ain't no use in fightin' it
Get into bed and try to sweat it out
Hot toddies won't help you
Warm blankets won't sweat it out
Inhalants just choke you
Hot flushes will tell you
Anyway you've got it
Ain't no doubt about it
Nothin' new about
You can scream and shout it
Hot toddies won't help you
Warm blankets won't sweat it out

Inhalants just choke you
Hot flushes will tell you
Anyway you've got it
Ain't no doubt about it
Nothin' new about
You can't fight it

Foreign bodies in your Kleenex
You've got no taste at all
While your system is dyin'
The bugs are havin' a ball
You've got a beauty, a bad ass
The mother of them all
You've got a cold
You've got a cold


I've got a cold.

Or Captain Trips.

My nose feels like its been reamed out by a zucchini. A small army of indefatigable angry elves are running throughout my sinus cavities in tiny SUVs, bouncing off the sides and leaving debris everywhere they go. When I sneeze, it hurts in my colon. When I cough, my eyes throb. As a matter of fact, my eyes feel like tiny evil Chester Thompsons and Phil Collins are doing their drum duet on the back of them. It goes on and on and on..... My joints in my fingers and toes are filled with broken glass. INFECTED broken glass. I haven't eaten anything in 24 hours, because it all tastes like used kleenex. As a matter of fact, I should keep count of the used kleenex in case it starts disappearing. How could I tell?

My throat isn't raw- yet. It's just kind of generally throbbing, in counterpoint to the drums behind my eyes. I have taken enough Sudafed to knock down a heffalump, and the world has slowed down to a crawl.

To top it off, I've been spending the week beating clients for money. What is it about Architects that makes every client think we don't have overhead or costs, and can wait for their payment, or even worse, do their work for free? Fuckwads. Most people don't do that kind of shit to plumbers, or other contractors. This shit is pretty damn old, and I am starting to think I may have to rip one of their heads off and nail it over our door as a warning.


So here is a Friday random something or other- because I'll be fucked if I take the heat for ruining Zelmo's weekend.

96.4 gigs- just short of 25,000 songs.

1. Queen's Tattoos from the album “High Land, Hard Rain” by Aztec Camera Did we ever play the hell out of this album in college. Whatever happened to Roddy Frame?
2. Woman In Chains from the album “iTunes Originals - Tears for Fears” by Tears for Fears Have you heard the version of “Mad World ” from Donnie Darko? Incredible, haunting version of a good song.
3. Hide Away from the album “Blah Blah Blah” by Iggy Pop Iggy's never had a cold. Well, not that he could tell from withdrawal symptoms. This is pretty slick production; more China Girl than I wanna Be Your Dog.
4. Holy Ground from the album “I [Shamrock] NY” by Seanchai Irish hip-hop from a former police officer from NY. Split from Black 47 several years ago. This is a way mellow song with a female singer and the good ol uihleean pipes.
5. Stop This Car (Motor mix) from the album “Straight Eight Bushwaker” by The Woodentops Another short lived brit band from the 80's
6. How You've Grown from the album “Our Time in Eden” by 10,000 Maniacs
7. The Stand (Prophecy) from the album “Declaration (Remastered)” by The Alarm Listening to the Alarm a lot recently. The music has stood up pretty well, if you like that urgent, propulsive sound that U2 brought to the fore.
8. The Trees from the album “Different Stages 2” by Rush dude. Dude. Almost as overplayed as Stairway, eh? I don't care, I still like it, and Geddy wil beat your ass with a Rickenbacker bass. Alright, Peart still needed some work on his lyrics; but we were all so YOUNG then, sheesh....
9. Dreams Of Children from the album “Compact Snap!” by The Jam A nice piece of punky pop from the eighties also. Great rolling bass at the bridge. I bought this vinyl when it came out and played it to death.
10. Water Suite: The Fishing Song from the album “Americana Gothic” by The Mayflies They were called The Letterpress Opry last time they played Milwaukee. Apparently they got their copyright on the name resolved. They're from Iowa, and I love these guys. Kind of an alt-americana sound, but they have a couple of songs that go into a dark, rambling sound.... I picked up on them from their cover of a Sally Timms, song, Junk Barge. So that's today's Mekons connection.

bonus:

11. Crazy Crazy Angel from the album “First Band on The Moon” by Sigmund Snopek III excellent song. (actually, it's by the band Snopek, not Siggy; but I got them all filed under Sig on my iTunes. Silent Mike and I go see him on occasional Mondays at Linnemanns (First and Third Mondays) Although it's more usually Mike than me. This is a proggy-pop song that has some profound instrumental noodling in the middle. Of course, Byron Wiemann on vox, with a proto-rap dialogue in the middle that name-checks Eddie Haskell and ends by shouting “Give me some of that Rock N Roll Hell!!” Was always one of the live high points of those 80's shows. C'mon Harpo.

12. Solitary Song from the album “Live Mayors” by Jon Langford and His Sadies
13. All Her Favorite Fruit from the album “Key Lime Pie” by Camper Van Beethoven


That's all I can manage.

Monday, February 05, 2007

Some Grand Vision of Motives and Irony

Isn't it Ironic. Remember that piece of Alanis? And the piss-poor grasp of irony revealed in the lyrics, which detailed, in every instance, a daily-life style bummer, not irony. A dagger of annoyance in the thousand sharp implements that is my life.

Here is a list of corrected lyrics, showing a proper grasp of Irony. Study it and learn, Alanis, and if you learn your lesson, you may be able to move on to sarcasm and satire.