Agh! The internet burns!
Friday, June 25, 2004
So Perry and the boys are at it again. Color me underwhelmed. I imagine they're not calling themselves by that old familiar name for a number of reasons, but up top have to be:
1. They used to be great
2. Then they sucked
3. They didn't even get hated, they got pitied.
4. They probably don't want to remind anyone how they band they used to be won't be playing at the revival of a huge tour series put together by them because the huge tour series has been canceled.
5. Nobody much cares.
Must be the file trading. Yeah, that's the ticket...
1. They used to be great
2. Then they sucked
3. They didn't even get hated, they got pitied.
4. They probably don't want to remind anyone how they band they used to be won't be playing at the revival of a huge tour series put together by them because the huge tour series has been canceled.
5. Nobody much cares.
Must be the file trading. Yeah, that's the ticket...
Thursday, June 24, 2004
Ian McKaye, possibly the coolest man in popular music ever, shares some thoughts about the music industry. Of course, my position has been summed up rather well, by this informative site. Enjoy.
Wednesday, June 23, 2004
I can't remember if I've posted about Gone and Forgotten here before, but it's so stuffed with comedy gold, it deserves as many mentions as I can give it. I've been reading this paragraph from an article about comic books tried to teach about the dangers of land mines and how huffing glue was bad and stuff, and I can't stop laughing about it:
"Here to teach you about bicycle safety, it's Spider-Man and Ghost Rider. You know, Ghost Rider. The self-immolated guy with no skin whose motorcycle is on fire. That guy. He's here to teach you about wearing kneepads."
Pure genius.
"Here to teach you about bicycle safety, it's Spider-Man and Ghost Rider. You know, Ghost Rider. The self-immolated guy with no skin whose motorcycle is on fire. That guy. He's here to teach you about wearing kneepads."
Pure genius.
Monday, June 21, 2004
Holy Sheet!
After hearing about the wonders of Gmail from Chris this weekend over some barbecued weiners, I was kicking myself for not trying to get an account during that two day period when it was fairly easy. I log into blogger to do a post about this weekend (which I may or may not get two here) and there's an invite to get one through blogger! I am soooooo psyched! I am suuuuuuuch a geek! You may now email me at lumpenprole@gmail.com. (Or just keep using whatever email account you have for me, whatever)
So this weekend was pretty cool. I went and played 'Punk Rock Volleyball' with The Anabolics and most of Kickstart and a bunch of really nice people I'd never met. The 'Punk Rock' part comes from us all being totally unable to play volleyball and really generally out of shape. It ended up a pretty funny combination between Volleyball and Dodgeball as we all had a tendency to flinch away from the ball when it came hurtling at us. I was much complimented on my ability to serve overhand, but I think I hit the net as much as I scored with it. Anyway, it was fun just to go down there and do it.
'Down there', by the way, is Pier 25 on the West side, which used to be the freaky naked gay guy makeout place ten years ago when I and my other art student friends were taking walks all over Manhattan. Now it's almost an amusement park, with a mini-golf field, batting cages, a little sculpture park, Benches in front of the water, and rentable beach volleyball courts. Really too much damn fun. Somebody took a pic of us which I've ripped off (thanks Betty) and put here. See us in our glory
After hearing about the wonders of Gmail from Chris this weekend over some barbecued weiners, I was kicking myself for not trying to get an account during that two day period when it was fairly easy. I log into blogger to do a post about this weekend (which I may or may not get two here) and there's an invite to get one through blogger! I am soooooo psyched! I am suuuuuuuch a geek! You may now email me at lumpenprole@gmail.com. (Or just keep using whatever email account you have for me, whatever)
So this weekend was pretty cool. I went and played 'Punk Rock Volleyball' with The Anabolics and most of Kickstart and a bunch of really nice people I'd never met. The 'Punk Rock' part comes from us all being totally unable to play volleyball and really generally out of shape. It ended up a pretty funny combination between Volleyball and Dodgeball as we all had a tendency to flinch away from the ball when it came hurtling at us. I was much complimented on my ability to serve overhand, but I think I hit the net as much as I scored with it. Anyway, it was fun just to go down there and do it.
'Down there', by the way, is Pier 25 on the West side, which used to be the freaky naked gay guy makeout place ten years ago when I and my other art student friends were taking walks all over Manhattan. Now it's almost an amusement park, with a mini-golf field, batting cages, a little sculpture park, Benches in front of the water, and rentable beach volleyball courts. Really too much damn fun. Somebody took a pic of us which I've ripped off (thanks Betty) and put here. See us in our glory
