Today's music goes out with all the good thoughts I can muster to blog-acquaintance BOSSY's daughter, who was mauled by an untrained and uncontrolled dog.
Words Fail.
But Pinko Punko says some important things here.
An awful, appalling, PREVENTABLE accident. I hope she can have the best surgeons.
[weeping for the girl]
1. Nesbitt's Lime Soda Song from the album "SST Acoustic" by Negativland a twisted little camping ditty by noted smart-alecks who have been sued by U2 and Pepsi.
2. Top-Dollar Survivalist Hardware from the album "Interbabe Concern" by The Loud Family
3. Zombieland from the album "The True False Identity" by T Bone Burnett T-Bone also produced the collaboration between Robert Plant and Alison Krauss. He's THAT good.
4. Dirty Bridge from the album "Middlescence" by Amy Rigby One of the great unknown artists. She makes Aimee Mann feel inadequate.
5. The Auld Triangle from the album "Red Roses For Me" by The Pogues I saw Shane on Henry Rollin's show the other night. He did "Dirty Old Town" while hanging on the mike stand, several drinks on a stool next to him. Through what appeared to be one remaining tooth, he muttered some preface that appeared to be an anti-Bush diatribe, but was unfortunately incomprehensible. The song itself was presentable; his musicians kept him moving, and the words were committed to deepest memory at this point. The band adjusted to keep pace with him, rather than the other way round. Considering the genius of Those early Pogues albums this was melancholy at best. I don't think I could stand watching a whole show by the man.
6. Little Babies from the album "Dig Me Out" by Sleater-Kinney Speaking of tough women...
7. Santa Claus Go Straight to the Ghetto from the album "Horny Holidays!" by Mojo Nixon & The Toadliquors Happy Christmas, Mojo stylee.
8. Selfish from the album "God Fodder" by Ned's Atomic Dustbin Remember them? Neither did I.
9. Where Are You Tonight? [Live] from the album "200 More Miles: Live Performances 1985-1994 [Disc 1]" by Cowboy Junkies
10. The Flandyke Shore from the album "Trad Arr Jones" by John Wesley Harding
Because this is for Bossy's daughter, we're going for a baker's dozen:
11. My Man from the album "Mink Car" by They Might Be Giants
12. Mr Limpet from the album "In The Spanish Cave" by Thin White Rope Remember them? Remember Mr. Limpet, at least? Don Knotts in a far-before-its-time mix of animation and live action. Great Voice Work. Hhhooooonnnnnnnk!!!
13. water and air from the album "I Command You To Dance" by Something To Do super-peppy Milwaukee SkaKids. A Very Good Up Ending.
Get well, Bossy's Girl.
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Zelmo must bake!
ReplyDeleteWho else can we get to bake.
And no NOT that kind of Pop Ren baking!!!
Zelmo has his toque and big ass spatula.
ReplyDeleteZelmo has twenty sous chefs on stand-by.
Zelmo understands this is a no holds barred cage match.
Don't forget the cash, Zelmo.
ReplyDeleteCash!
ReplyDeleteHow much will I win for first place?
eh, Zelmo.... Glue Birl whipped together a schmaltzy trash-talking video using iMovie that has everybody all a-twitter.
ReplyDeleteIt's not about the baked goods anymore. It's like pop music: all cash and flash. The artisan is ignored.
I'm so disillusioned. I thought they were different
The artisan is ignored.
ReplyDeleteI'm so disillusioned. I thought they were different
Oh yes, BP. I can feel that disillusionment all the way down here. And what is that I hear? The soulful screechings of one Geddy Lee soothing your bruised soul?
I remember when this contest used to be about the cookies, man! But now it's just about platinum baking pans on the wall and tins full of money and dissing videos.
ReplyDeleteBrando is definitely getting sued by Jay-Z.
ReplyDeleteYay! Cookies from Zelmo.
ReplyDeleteCash indeed.
Cash indeed.
And a chili dog.
How about if Billy P. wins or Zelmo wins and permitted Billy P. obtains permission from the wifey because he's married, you know AG! (blart, blart), AG gives out two miles tickets on NWA for a flight to DC for some Ben's Chilibowl and meeting teh Clif, Chuckles and Mandos??? Maybe even Fish will stop being a lying puss and meet-up with us. (He's married too. Blart, blart.)
That would be a REALLY nice gift.
And AG could get a chili cheeseburger because AG doesn't eat hot dog crap. We could also go to the saloon with Clif and meet Maisie. Maisie!
How's that for a prize kids?
Wow.
ReplyDeleteHeck, they're only COOKIES.
Maybe this thing is getting blown out of proportion.
Heck, they're only COOKIES.
ReplyDeleteMaybe this thing is getting blown out of proportion.
Yeah, but you won't be saying that if you LOSE!
Love Jennifer!
ReplyDeleteFine, if you win, we'll send you some cheap made in China plastic crap.
Gosh, everyone is so serious over here anymore.
I think you mean blone out of proportion.
ReplyDeleteBP- You may not forfeit. It's against the rules. Not to mention, you don't want to unleash the fury of AG.
ReplyDeleteBake, BP! Bake!
So, Mr. Toque, Mr. I've got 8 gazillion sous chefs, is a no show, huh? Bummer for Zelmo. Maybe his big ass spatula showed him who was boss.
ReplyDeleteSend your cookies without his, BP. We've got judging to do!
I try to get out AND THEY KEEP DRAGGING ME BACK IN!!
ReplyDeleteIt's like being part of the Family, Jennifer Soprano.
I said it's ALL OVER. I can't COMPETE.
Poor BP.
ReplyDeleteFYI- I'm the filthbot.
Bake, bitchez!!!!
ReplyDeleteUm, hello! It's feckin' Tuesday. Put up a new post, ya lazy bastard.
Kisses
And Merry Elfin' Christmas.
Jen,
ReplyDeleteDon't be a bake-ah hate-ah.
I had to hose down the kitchen after the Baking Blitzkrieg. The winning cookies are cooling on the windowsill.
I'll believe it when your cookies are on my porch, Zelmo!
ReplyDeleteThey are in the mail with BP's entry.
ReplyDeleteNot quite as moist as I would have liked, but they LOOK good.
Nothing to apologize for, Z.
ReplyDeleteQuite tasty, actually.