There is probably some poor bastard in Lithuania who feels the same way about poor, auto-workin', shit-kickin', whiskey drinkin' motherfuckers like myself. That Lithaunian is my GRIMEY. He or She probably thinks I need a solid pickup truck beatin' for my blessings.

Buffy Sainte Marie?!?!?!?!?!?!?! That caused some nerve synapses that haven't fired in 20+ years to be called to action. I remember her from Sesame Street as a kid.

If you die on my watch, I'll loan you up to 15% of my 100% Scandinavian lineage for your Viking funeral. Heck, you may already qualify since we Norskies had a habit of raiding, pillaging, plundering, and unsanctioned procreating in the British Isles a 1000 or so years ago.

I either want to be taxidermied like Lenin, only with Jim Hensonesque googly Cookie Monster eyes put in, or cremated.



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I find this entry to be particularly insightful. Check out this thread and the links I provided. I have the original magazine if you wanna borrow it sometime.

Did you happen to click on the smilies in my latest journal entry?

I fuckin LOVED Grimey. "I'm Homer Simpson!! Look at me!!"

I had two working parents... so I never felt, like (ahem) my brother and sister, that not finishing college was an option, nor not working or... well, anyway, this is why I work. This is why I don't drop out. In Vagabond, the professor lady asks Mona "Why did you drop out?" and Mona said (swigging champagne the prof got from a conference room), "Champagne tastes better on the road." Maybe... but I don't drink that crap, I drink bourbon, and Gentleman Jack doesn't come free.

I read about King Sunny Ade 20 years ago, when I bought a Guitar Player issue because AC/DC was in it. I've never heard him. He's The King of Juju Music!!

That's so weird! I was just thinking about Buffy Saint-Marie the other day. "My Country 'tis of Thy People You're Dying," specifically. I love her.

You did really well. Makes me wonder what questions you missed. I had misginvings that I made it too hard, but it's probably too late to make everyone go take another one.

My friend Don sent me a cassette of 1/2 Moog covers and 1/2 garage rock from 1960s Thailand

The Devil's Dictionary is actually available online now. A lot of people have been trying to refer me to that lately. Must be some kind of omen or something.

I call 'em RICH TRASH.

Is shit like 'misery's the river of the world, everybody rows' dropping from your tongue or are you channeling an 18th c. zen kentuckian?

I've been diggin Abattoirr Blues this week.

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I'll try it.

i listened to CAN all weekend on our last roadtrip out of town...interesting music when you're crammed into a van with 7 or 8 poeple who are all stoned...in traffic...in the rain.
how ahead of their time were they? amazing...even as though some of the compositions weren't treated as kind by the passing of time as others, they still predated all that is indy rock today...you can tell they inspired much of the post punk sound that Fugazi has popularized.
i would like to see the documentary, did you rent it?

how is that new Beans lp?
i have seen it in the stores but haven't heard anything on it.
i caught MF Doom a couple of weeks ago live and i hate to say i wasn't too impressed, but then again i was coming down with a fever.
i prefered his Madvillian project to the tracks i heard off Food.

Above all, do not lie to yourself. A man who lies to himself and listens to his own lie comes to a point where he does not discern any truth either in himself or anywhere around him, and thus falls into disrespect towards himself and others. Not respecting anyone, he ceases to love, and having no love, he gives himself up to passions and coarse pleasures, in order to occupy and amuse himself, and in his vices reaches complete bestiality, and it all comes from lying continually to others and to himself. A man who lies to himself is often the first to take offense. It sometimes feels very good to take offense, doesn't it? And surely he knows that no one has offended him, and that he himself has invented the offense and told lies just for the beauty of it, that he has exaggerated for the sake of effect, that he has picked on a word and made a mountain out of a pea- he knows all of that, and still he is the first to take offense, he likes feeling offended, it gives him great pleasure, and thus he reaches the point of real hostility... Do get up from your knees and sit down, I beg you, these posturings are false, too.
- The Brothers Karamazov

I didn't think of the resemblance to the building on the cover of Physical Graffiti when I came across the pic above. But when you mentioned it, I wondered if it was. So I went and looked for a pic of the real Physical Graffiti building. I don't think it's the same one, although the architecture appears similar.

that looks exactly like the brownstone on Phys Graff.
if you look hard enough you can see Anton LeVay in the far left window on the second from the top floor.
tonight we rock Mankato...in the immortal words of Paul Stanley: " Hello Mankato, the rock and roll capital of...Minneapolis!!!" he was completely lost on that one.
so ihave been sucked back into the life of the tech...and i will not be getting laid on New Years eve as we're booked to play Fargo!!! the rock and roll capital of....oh fuck that...Fargo doesn't rock, period.

check out Wookiefoot.com to see my boys in action.
peace.

honestly, i don't know what a trade paperback deal is. it is a lovely series, though, so consider checking it out.

you know, its funny, because merely not having had sex would never indicate religiousity of any kind in my mind. i mean, obviously the association is there for a number of people, but it isn't an automatic. if i may ask, is there a specific reason, or has the situation just not presented itself in a way that is appealing? i have had a few friends who were "older" virgins (as if there is a right age - gah) who felt really awkward about it, but i think it is awesome. and special. ok, i won't get started on my commodification of sexuality riff, but that is a cool thing indeed.

gonna hafta check into this free jazz thing. always looking to mix it up a bit.

i have a watered down version of that prejudice. i get soooooo frustrated when people with So Many Choices get all wingy, while kids who work with everything they've got get shut out of opportunities. meh. hence, i serve in advisory functions and use my own privilege to help others get access. social justice through education, baby.

and OMG, my friend and i have a death pact: if she goes first, i organize the viking funeral. if i go first, she steals my body and puts me in the woods for the vipers and the vultures. no funereal garbage for us! of course, the remaining person has to find another way, but we have time to work that out.

Nice rant. Relative to your question on teh spy agency bill, I must confess I didn't follow it closely. I will say this though, anyTIME a new office/agency, in theis case the National DIrector of Intelligence - (NID and the future employees are already being refered to as NIDNIKs, ) is created, it is immediately and on-its-face, suspect in my book.

On another note. Throbbing Gristle. Wow. THAT brings back memories. An old friend had lots of their vinyl....I had tapes that are long since lost...

Be well.

I have rich parents but i see none of the money nor do ai want it from them cause to take it would mean losing my life to them and having to be what they want instead of being the poor loving bitch that i am.. I know how you feel though it sucks ass to work so hard at something and then see people take for granted everything they have

it's okay; I have insurance

So when the fuck are we gonna hang out dude? You gotta call me sometime.

amen, brother! fertile grounds for the personality tree? rocked my world - hilarity.

It feels like stabbing!

HAVE YOU SEEN YOUR MOTHER BABY

STANDING IN THE SHADOWS

The book I have is 365 Takes, a sorta day-calendar-book of all things AW... however, most of the good quotes are from POPism, The Philosophy of Andy Warhol; From A to B and Back Again, and that one called America looks promising.

I had Sam Rivers (Dave Holland) and AEoC all over my Xmas list, but of course my mom couldn't find any around these skeezy stripmall stores; I'm going to need to purchase a lotta stuff online LIKE A BIG CAPITALIST.

Old Whiskey River is good as great good stuff. You might wanna drop $20 or 30 on it; mine came with a Willie nelson guitar pick, as I said.

I got the ZAPPA too. The package had big GREASY stains on the botton, like someone's 19-year-old fruitcake weaped pus on it... nothing seems injured, though, and I'm sure I can take those NEWPORTS coupons and buy some cartonsfor my HOMIES when we're standing out on the corner in our Puma sweats beatboxing to Roxanne Shante. I am not always ALIVE WITH PLEASURE but ZAPPA should help.