Wednesday, November 29, 2006

It will drive away your demons, but beware the waxy buildup

Tonight is radio night, 8-10 pm eastern, 88.7 FM if you're near, if you're far. I'm already yawning.

Tuesday, November 28, 2006

It's a Tuvan throat-singing Christmas, Charlie Brown

Well, that would be way cool, but alas, just kidding. But in case you just can't get enough Tuvan throat-singing covers of your favorite hits (who can?), an artist named Bugotak is offering an entire album's worth for free download over at LastFM (Thanks to Copy, Right for the tip.)

And while I'm talking about singing, I've got to ask, what the hell is wrong with people that they think the entire world all of a sudden needs to be sanitized for the "benefit" of children? The reason I ask is that whilst at me mum's house for the recent big eating holiday, I overheard my 7-year-old grand-niece singing "What shall we do with the seasick sailor, what shall we do with the seasick sailor," etc. Seasick? Motherfucker is DRUNKEN, dammit ... shitfaced! When I asked my niece (grand-niece's mom) what the hell was up with this seasick sailor bullshit, she said yeah, they're pretty much changing all the lyrics to songs to make them "safe." So, for example, when they sing a certain popular Xmas carol, they do not sing about donning any "gay apparel," no doubt because to do so could possibly be construed as endorsing an alternative lifestyle. My niece couldn't remember exactly what kind of apparel they now don, but she thought it was something like "nice." OK, so I grew up singing about drunken sailors and gay apparel and I turned out perfectly: a potty-mouthed atheist. I think I'm going to go Xmas caroling this year ... I'm working up a little ditty about a drunken sailor in gay apparel ...

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

All my memes are belong to you

I think I did this meme before. But what the hell, I'll do it again because what else am I going to write about? The Extremely Cute Puppy Who Ate All My Time? (Long story, but someone who was supposed to want to adopt her ended up not wanting to adopt her without even meeting her, but she's scheduled to go meet a potential new family over Thanksgiving) Anyway, Georg just did this meme, and as it involves music, I'm game:
  1. Open up the music player on your computer.
  2. Set it to play your entire music collection.
  3. Hit the "shuffle" command.
  4. Tell us the title of the next twelve songs that show up (with their musicians), no matter how embarrassing. That's right, no skipping that Carpenters tune that will totally destroy your hip credibility. It's time for total musical honesty.
  5. If you get the same artist twice, you may skip the second (or third, or etc.) occurances. You don't have to, but since randomness could mean you end up with a list of twelve songs by four artists, you can if you'd like.
"One Last Vow" :: Devotchka
"Raising Hell" :: Run-DMC
"Wraith Pinned To The Mist And Other Games" :: Of Montreal
"Try Matty's" :: Aretha Franklin
"Rich Hum Of Air" :: Shannon Wright
"Are Everything" :: The Buzzcocks
"Barnowl" :: Caribou
"Word Up!" :: Cameo
"Meu Amor" :: Brandi Shearer
"White Knuckles" :: Elvis Costello
"That's What Dreams Were Made For" :: Green On Red
"My Girl" :: Orlando Julius and His Modern Aces
"Look Both Ways" :: The Rain Parade

Except that was just thirteen there, wasn't it? I must have miscounted when I copied and pasted from iTunes. Oh well, I truly heart Rain Parade so they get to stay on the list. An interesting thing is that my iTunes is full of random songs by a miscellany of artists I may know nothing about. Do I have any idea who Shannon Wright is? Well, if I look her up on the google then yeah, I guess I do now. But I don't even ever remember listening to that song, or where I got it--probably someone's mp3 blog. Same thing with Brandi Shearer. But the funny thing about this list is that it doesn't really reflect on what I actually listen to via iTunes, because I told it not to include any recently played songs, only upcoming songs. So that was sort of cheating, I guess. But something's messed up with my iTunes ... if I tell it to play 100 recently played songs and 5 upcoming songs, it will only display 5 songs ... as if it doesn't want to display any recently played songs. So whatever. I'm bored now, and I'm sure you are too.

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

Better, stronger, faster

prom 1980
Originally uploaded by bunchofpants.

Me & the pups competed in a dog agility trial over the weekend. I went on about it (& even posted a video) over at the dog blog if that's the kind of thing that interests you.

I also had a birthday on Sunday, which could have been depressing because of how old I am, but Mr. Pants brightened it with some cool-as-shit presents, specifically: some luxury good-smelling stuff that I wanted but would never have bought for myself , a good book, and some sweet, kick-ass Motorcycle boots. He and my agility buddies also presented me with a yummy Boston cream cake. So I guess I have incentive to keep living for another year, if only to stride around confidently in my new boots.

Monday, November 06, 2006

That music's lost it's taste so try another flavor

If you hurry, you can catch som fab fun Adam and the Ants covers over at Copy, Right? Hurry--she only leaves them up for a limited time. She also has a great link to a web site designed to carefully guide you through the difficult task of selecting which era-specific Adam Ant costume best suits you. Maybe I can plan next year's Halloween costume early ... definitely Ant Warrior for me. Stand and Deliver!

Also, After neglectling my little doggir bloggie terribly, I just wrote a rather long-ass post about one of the reasons I've been a crappy blogger lately. Go read it so I didn't just post it for nothing. Go on ... there's nothing more to see here.

Saturday, November 04, 2006

Just because Georg did it ...

create your own visited states map
or check out these Google Hacks.

Hey, look at some pretty flowers ...

red and yellow

Yeah, peace and love, right on ...

Last night Santa Salsera and I went to see a doc called The Guestworker. I would love to present my frank opinions about the film , but there's no way to do that without pointing out that the plight of the immigrant farm worker is an unfortunate but pretty much mandatory feature of capitalism. And that generally puts people's undies in abundie , which I shall avoid today as I'm all about flowers and sunshine. At any rate, you will have a chance to see the doc yourself because it will be shown on PBS in November--I believe Nov. 30 'round these parts. Afterwards we went to a reception (celebrating the fact that the film was picked up by PBS), where we all earnestly discussed the plight of immigrantfarm workers over wine and several types of goat cheese. Just kidding, I didn't eat any goat cheese, it generally tastes like barnyard and I hate it. But there was some earnest discussion going on, and laSalsera was greatly amused by my unfashionable anti-capitalist opinions.

Next weekend I may have another opportunity to amuse and delight people with my opinions because I'm going to try my darndest to go see Milagros: Made in Mexico, not only because it looks to be good, but because I went to high school with Monique Velásquez, one of the directors (interestingly, despite the fact that we've both been in Durham for years, I have only conversed with her via e-mail and haven't actually seen her since high school). Anywho, go see this film. It's free. I'm hoping that the agility trial in which I will be competing will end in plenty of time for me get all gussied up and get to Raleigh by 7.

Menwhile, it's now looking like I will be the full-time foster home for the sweet little puppy who needs a home (did I mention that I've named her Zsa Zsa?), which means this puppy really, really need's a home! Three dogs is too much for me. She'll be starting puppy classes on Monday night, and she's just generally a really good little girl. If you know someone who's looking for a pup, steer them in my direction.

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

Radio night

Like in just a few minutes (OK, 30, to be precise). 88.7 FM local, un-local.