Saturday, March 31, 2007

I Sing The Body Electric


I have decided to become cool. I don't know how cool works, where to buy it, or how one keeps it. But I want it. I want to roll on dubs, even if I don't exactly know what that means. I want to run on the beach towards the arms of a beautiful woman, maybe on a horse, in a totally non-homosexual way. I want to understand the lyrics to a Fallout Boy song, and listen to Kanye West. I want to wear a sweater around my hips and listen to Steve Miller Band in my convertible. I want to be extremely good looking but too humble to care. I want to pick on Screech and lift weights with A.C. Slater. I will be cool. I will shine my bling. I will drop it like it's hot. I will rage against this machine. I know everything about being cool except how to be cool. C'est La Vie.


I will never understand cool people.


-B
You're always saying you're too weak to be strong.




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Thursday, March 29, 2007

Don't Fuck With My car


You don't fuck with a man's vehicle. Just don't fucking do it. Apparently the welfare addicted degenerates in my complex don't understand that. Some little shit fucker ripped off the 40th anniversary metal plats on both sides of my car last night. I swear to god, if I had caught him doing it, I would be sitting in jail right now. I am fucking sick of this complex and it's less than stellar tenants.


-B
I can't hardly wait.




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Wednesday, March 14, 2007

Flip The Switch


I have always been a little touchy of the death penalty. I feel that if there is enough hard evidence, and the crime is bad enough to warrant it, then capitol punishment should be exercised. It's not something I would suggest we use often, but there are just some people who can't be fixed. This is one of those cases. The defense has argued that Couey is mentally retarded and should be given special treatment, i.e. avoid the death penalty. let me get this straight; an already convicted felon with a record of 24 burglary arrests, concealed weapon charges, and is already a registered sex offender, is not competent enough to know what he is doing? Sorry, not buying it. He kidnapped Jessica Lunsford, raped her, and then buried her body in trash bags. He knew what the fuck he was doing. I say fry the fucker and let him serve as a warning to all the other pedophilic perverts out there. Fuck him, let him die.


-B
Scars they cut into you.




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Monday, March 12, 2007

More Than A Feeling


Somebody posted a link to this in the comments and I think it is worth mentioning. The author of this article basically uses Delp's death to blast Boston as some hack band with nothing to contribute to music. Well Mr. Wolfe, I ask you this; in a time before Cd's and Mp3's, before the internet and the iPod, before boy bands and factory-line produced hip-hop, how the fuck could a band sell over 17 million copies of their debut album if they were such horrible musicians? I mean seriously, their debut has sold more copies than Pink Floyd's Dark Side of the Moon! If you want to disregard Boston as a band not worth listening to, much less writing about, don't use Brad Delp's death to glorify your statement. They may not have inspired you to pick up a guitar and play, but I saw them 11 years ago when I was 15, and they inspired me.


-B
It's more than a feeling, when I hear that old song they used to play




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Sunday, March 11, 2007

Tonight We Dine In Hell!


So 300 had more movie goers than all of the current top ten movies combined. Was it that good? Hell yeah.


-B
It's so lonely 'round the fields of Athenry.




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All Alone In My Whiteboy Pain


For those of you who don't know or care, Brad Delp, the original lead singer of Boston, died. Boston was a great 70's/80's band, and they were the second band I had ever seen live. Boston was in works to release a new album, but no word has been said on whether it will continue or not. Tom Scholz tends to take years to complete a project anyway, so who knows. Still, Delp had a great voice and I am glad i got to see them as the original line-up.


-B
Rock n' roll band, everybody's waiting




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Monday, March 05, 2007

Ultimate Consumer


Three things:


1 - I have been not feeling well and have been very busy with stuff that I must accomplish while not feeling well, so that is why there have been no updates (except for that fortune cookie thing that happened to me).



2 - A book you must read: The Demon-Haunted World; by Carl Sagan.
This is an extraordinary book that I have found to be quite interesting. For those of you who do not know who Carl Sagan is, well, he wrote Contact. Oh, and he also wrote a little something called Cosmos, which ended up becoming the most widely watched PBS program in history. Seriously, over 600 million fucking people have seen this thing. That's a lot of peeps. Read the book. Both of them.


3 - Pearl Jam - Live At Easy Street
Ok, so there were actually sixteen songs performed that night, and yes this disc has only 7, but it's worth the $6. Not only are there 3 amazing covers, but they managed to throw in a long forgotten classic, "Porch", which was nice to hear. It is also easier than trying to buy all of the bootleg series, which I am still trying to do. If you buy one, by the way, pick up 11/6/00, Seattle, Washington. The last, and best in my opinion, of the 2000 concert bootleg series.


-B
Once, upon a time, I could control myself.




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Friday, March 02, 2007

Cookie's Fortune


Fortune cookies are funny things. Most people crack open that looks-like-flour-but-is-really-sugar shell and get a little white strip of paper with some words of wisdom and maybe some lottery numbers written on the back. Not me. I don't get the Zen shit. Today I got a "fortune" of "You have a unique personality", which is a nice way of saying "Go fuck yourself, freak". I guess I'm just lucky that way.


But damn was that cookie delicious.


-B
I am one of those melodramatic fools.




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Thursday, February 22, 2007

Still Playing Dumb


I shouldn't be enjoying this at all. In fact, I should be disappointed in myself for even reading these damn articles, but this is just too god damn juicy. I love this so much that I want to marry this little moment and make little baby moments with it. And that should say something about me, because the "it" I am referring to is the catastrophic landside and intellectual meltdown of Britney Spears. I know it's cruel and mean, but I salivate at the thought of seeing more photographs of Britney losing her mind. I am enjoying watching her deconstruct so much that it almost hurts. Don't get me wrong, I do feel bad for her kids. It's not their fault they have materialistic celebrity douche bags as parents. But I do hope that K-Fed is miserable. That thought alone helps me sleep at night.


Before you accuse me of being an asshole, let me explain why I enjoy seeing Britney and Kevin suffer humiliating moments of shame before the eyes of the world. Kevin Federline needs no explanation. I could go forever with valid reasons to hate this guy, but I think Micrsoft Word stops at 9,999 pages, and frankly I don't have that much space available on my hard drive. My hatred for Britney goes beyond that of a typical nemesis. I hate this woman so much that I actually hope she has a mental disease, just so that gives me something to cheer for. Britney is a terrible human being. Take away her music and "film" work and see what you have left. She's not a girl, not yet a human being.


Not only is Britney a terrible role model for young girls, but she is also a terrible role model for future mothers. If there were a handbook that women got when they get knocked up, I imagine the first chapter would be dedicated to child seats and seat belts. This bitch has no idea how much she is fucking up her kid's lives. I don't know whose hands they are worse off in; hers or Kevin's. Anyway, I hope Britney doesn't go therapy. I am having way too much fun with this and I fear the news would be boring without Britney to spice it up. And as for K-Fed, I hope he dies. In a fire.


-B
I hope you die.




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Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Catch My Disease

It’s nice to see that there really are some intelligent people in the state of Texas. Texas is like its own country, rooted in a bizarre and backwards culture that refuses to let go of its good ol’ boy heritage. I read about this issue a few weeks ago in Rolling Stone and I just assumed that by the time of the articles publication, the state of Texas would have moved heaven and earth to get it passed. Apparently I was wrong. What amazes me most is that some of the states residents were actually hoping science and logic would take priority over the states desire to completely block out the sun with its solid shit-brick of smog in the air.

However, my delusions of the existence of Smart People In Texas, or as I like to refer to as SPIT, are short lived. Reality came crashing down in the time frame required to read 3 sentences, particularly the quote by one of Texas’ “finer” citizens, who stated that he only cared because he lives there and would quite not give a shit if this were another state we were talking about. Apparently either global warming is region specific or this crowning achievement of Texas public education somehow failed elementary science. It could honestly go either way. After all, it is Texas.

I have three big problems with what it is that TXU is attempting, besides the whole pollution thing. The first is that TXU is going to argue in court that this is not about the necessity of power, but about locking out other competitors. That’s a brilliant move for one of the largest corporate polluters in the world. Why try and argue that your state needs the power, when you can justify destroying what little nature your barren wasteland of a state has by claiming its all in the name of aggressive monopolization. I’m sure the judge will appreciate your honesty.

The second problem I have is that TXU is attempting to pull this off before Congress enacts a cap-and-trade policy. For those who are unfamiliar with the workings of a cap-and-trade system, read here. Basically, TXU stands to gain significant financial benefits if the plants can be built before this system is enacted. Sometimes I wonder if these people honestly don’t believe in global warming and the effects pollution has on the environment, or if they just don’t care. Judging by the MO of the current administration, it seems more like a fuck-and-run scenario. Don’t worry, the world won’t call you back either.

The third issue I have with this situation is that some idiots actually believe that this has nothing to do with Governor Rick Perry receiving a large donation from TXU to benefit his reelection campaign. A quick note to all the non-SPIT’s; this is how politics fucking work. The GOP knows all about this process, and anyone who is surprised or skeptical of this fact may be slightly retarded. Of course it had something to do with the campaign donation. Why would Perry risk his career by allowing his state, which ranks the worst among pollutants in the country, to become even more polluted? Because he was fucking told to. Welcome to Politics 101.

It’s always nice to see SPIT’s coming together to do something, even if it is for selfish reasons. I honestly doubt that the plants will be built. It does not matter how powerful the coal industry is. They are using the wrong excuses to convince a judge that they need the plants, which is only going to stall and buy time for Congress to enact an air quality law before these plants break ground. If I lived in Texas (and I’m glad I don’t) I would rally to get Perry out of office. We did it in California for Gray Davis, but then again we are not Texans.

Also, on another note, can somebody tell me where the fuck $12 billion dollars of our tax money disappeared to? It was stacked on pallets, weighing over 300 tons, in $100 bill denominations, and loaded into trucks and shipped to Iraq. If anybody sees J. Paul Bremer, could you ask him how the fuck he lost over three hundred tons of cash that was taken out of our paychecks? I would kind of like to know who else he had help him steal our money.

-B
Open your heart and catch my disease.

Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Ecstasy Of Gold


I am still alive, I think. I am currently working on a few band profiles and essays that are taking up more of my time than expected. I will have something tangible, something to hold and cherish, something to cup in your hands as they rise towards the heavens in Ecstasy of Gold, at some point this week. Until then, read this. There will be a test.


-B
Who let this feeling die?


Saturday, February 17, 2007

Britney's Razor


It's official: Britney's brains have jumped the shark. She is now officially B-A-N-A-N-A's.


-B
One of these days, I'm going to cut you into little pieces




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