It's National Slap Yourself In The Face Day!!!!!!

Back on blog train and swinging for the fences. Got me a Pomeranian puppy named Polly Pockets, and a pack'o'sagos. Got me a new pair of bartenders pants cause dudes sitting on their asses make 100 bucks less collecting unemployment than me working my ass off full time at a radio station that couldn't give three shits about my welfare.

Kill 'em all and let a Norse god sort it out
-Propagandhi-

Grabbed the new NOFX album 'Coaster' 25 years and still rocking the tributaries. However, I did grab it at big fat mom and pop killer Wally World, since when can you buy NOFX albums in a big box?

Time to feed the puppy.

Penis out yo!

Sweet Jumps, Saved By The Bell & Hippopoticorns

It is amazing where the jump links in life take you. So I am watching Jimmy Fallon on the boob. A super idea they have is have a "cast of Saved By The Bell reunion type show" happen. Complete with online petition. This in itself kicks major ass! The only two hold outs apparently are Kelly and Screech. Yeah SBTB is definitely a dirty little pleasure of gen "y" for sure, or is it "x"? Do my great grand kids go back to gen "A"?

Anyway back to the jump links, Jimmy's site has its own "scour the world and web for goodness" section here's one of tonight's sweet jumps!!!!!

I am just glad that in my profession, when I make mistakes no one can see them. They can hear them. But they can't see them. That was certainly one of the sweetest jumps I've taken in a while. I wonder what the editor/mistake-ee's conversation sounded like after this gem went to print? Now that I think of it, it's actually kind of hard to believe that this is even real. Hmmmmmmm.............
SUPER BAD ASS none the less...

Back to Jimmy, Mark Paul Gosselaar is dressed in his Zack Morris getup. This is rich!

Ok one more from Jimmy's site, quite possibly one of the coolest pieces of clothing ever made. JUMP!

ROCK ON THE RANGE SATURDAY

So I am going to see rock on the range at the home of the Bluebombers in a couple of days and I can't help thinking that the old punk rock scene, which I used to subscribe, has become middle aged, and almost friendly. Gone are the days when festivals like Vans Warped tour were venues exclusive to my un-radio-friendly punk superheros. The criteria to get on the bill certainly has changed. Lineup at ROTR sees Billy Talent, Rancid, Rise Against, Shinedown, Theory of a Deadman, Thornley, Die Mannequin and on and on. Some H-Cores in there, some corporates as well. Its a big fat rock and roll train we're set to board this weekend. I am just exited to get back to an outdoor festival. Since the last one I was at was a Warped Tour at Molson Park in Barrie way back in like 1999 or something like that.

Stage 2 is another matter! Also the stage I am most interested to check out. ANVIL will be there! I don't really even understand how they don't deserve a spot on stage 1? They have been kicking major ass since before any of these bands even had the slightest clue what rock was all about. Ok well, save for Rancid, because they are a pack of older pups too.

I remember rocking out to them, again at a Warp Tour, one year. I remember being a little perturbed as well because my favorite band at the time (and still one of them) Bad Religion was playing at the same time as Rancid on another stage! The whole experience saw me running back and forth between the two, pissed off and wanting to throw punches at punks in my wake. That aside I had a blast. NOFX kicked ass that year too! (definitly in my top 10 bands ever as well)

I can't wait to see Rancid again. I even bought myself a fancy shmancy Rancid shirt to wear in support. I can't help but feel that I am getting a little too old to serve as a hard rock festival goer, however even when I'm old and gray I'll still be a fan of the rock, if only on the inside.

And now for the Decline! NOFX (cause i secretly wish they were playing ROTR) this is in two parts, its actually just a big 18 minute punk opera of wonders in reality.

Six degrees of Sigur Ros

So I was reading some hinterlands today. A recent post was about Sigur Ros dishwashingscapes, vocal androgyny, pissing off different cultures for shits and giggles, etc. (good stuff btw) Listening to the provided clip I couldn't help thinking of an advertisement for the (fairly) new Prince of Persia nexgen. I remember hearing this for the first time and freaking out trying to find out who made this simple, yet bone chilling melody. Turns out it was none other than our friend Mr. Ros.



Signature Bjork swan dress ordered for summer wardrobe addition. (hockey fist pump...yarg!!!)

A Cacophony of "Awe Hell Yeah" For Good Measure

So I have been drumming on and off since I was a little boy. My father spent the better part of his early manhood traveling all over this fair country of ours with his band Scamp. His love for the beat filtered down to me his oldest son, and I have been hitting things since, no humans though, and never in anger, unless behind the kit amidst a mad thrash! I have always been amazed with the rhythms of percussion, and I always will.

The craze these days is of course the "pretend to play musical instruments" games out there. Screw playing the real thing when with the touch of your digital instrument you can blend in with real recorded music!!! Anyway, I was watching these vids of this dude who kicks serious ass at Rockband and Guitar Hero Drumming, but after a while I asked myself....why am I in such awe watching a video of some guy playing the drums in a video game? Yes there was some shame involved.

Solution...find video of real thing:
These three guys might not always be in sync in the following clip, however at the speed and skill level they are performing at, I am unsure anyone else could keep this thing from spinning right off the table. Three Toyota robots might be able to emulate this, infinite lines of script later. Without further ado....Vinnie Colaiuta, Steve Gadd, and Dave Weckl. (wikis a mile long all three). One word, as the younger generations would put it: H-Core!
(Super Bad Ass Mullet Alert Also!!!!!)---------------------V <-(mullet indicator)



oh and if you really do need to see the geek with the white socks rocking the vids in the basement (which really is fun too...the whole Guitar Hero/Rock Band Phenomenon) look up his handle azuritereaction

My Life Is Complete!

Image by clarksworth via Flickr

So I am a huge movie geek and a video game buff as it were. I hear the cackles and moans, and shrug them off with glee. I am writing this because, for almost the first time, I have found a video game that's based on a movie that really sounds, in theory, like a tonne of fun.

I am waiting for the "Installing..." bar to reach 100%, but above the install bar sits a white ghost inside a red circle with a slash through it. Yes...it is Ghostbusters, the video game for the PS3!!

I think the last movie port I enjoyed was way back in the day when Aladin came out for the Genisis! Ok, well the first Spiderman wasn't too bad either. Good on Akroyd and the gang for finally letting me bust some ghosts! I even heard (ok so this has been a rumor mill nugget forever) that GB's may finally see a third installment on celluloid, ok well it won't probably be filmed on celluloid, but you catch my drift. I even heard Ben Stiller?

Anyway, I ain't fraid 'a' no ghosts, and therefore must retire to the couch for a date with Pete Venkman and the boys.

Popped Collars and Poor Advertising

I saw an Alexander Keith's advertisement speaking about individuality. The spot tells me that in order to be myself, I must not unfold my shirts collar, or "pop" it as it were.

Am I the only one who takes issue with this? The majority, traditionally, wears the collar folded. Am I being myself with the collar folded?

I sometimes wonder what these multi-million dollar wonder-ad firms are $%^#ing talking about. I am not going to be livestock and never will, and yet these stupid impersonal ads, meant to be personal, fall way short scrambling to corral me into a better way of living. I am not a sheep. If I feel like "popping" my collar once in a while, I will celebrate myself as a unique member of the species, and drink a big tall glass of water.

Is it me, or does 99% of television advertising, these days, fail to take advantage of its primary objective?