I hear a lot of talk about how TV is getting really weird these days, how the standards have dropped off a cliff, and how there’s no rhyme nor reason to the programming. To that I respond, “WHAT THE HELL IS THIS STUFF ALL ABOUT?!?!?!”
This show is beyond weird. In fact, if you added some of those low synth bass notes like they have when they’re closing in on a killer in Law & Order, this show would be downright terrifying. It’s macabre, and I am baffled that it was a kid’s show. Their laughter is even unsettling. It’s not the typical lilting laughter that one might expect from children. It’s a bunch of crazed, disorganized screaming.
Pure gold @ 3:13. Baaaaaaad
Filed under TV Shows, Video
It’s my funeral, and every single person cries and sort of half-laughs, and shakes there head in a wry, knowing, manner, as if to say something pithy like “god bless you, you beautiful bastard, you.” Then they put their arms around each other and go grab a beer because, dammit, today is not a day to be sad. He wouldn’t have wanted it that way.
I’m working in a cubicle, but I throw my hands up in despair, beaten down by the straight-laced, button-down world of corporate America. My chest puffed up in pride, I leave the office building (somewhere between striding purposefully and skipping gleefully) and dance through the streets of the financial district, picking up a quirky gang of like minded individuals as I go. Then at some preordained intersection, we burst out into a choreographed number that we all inexplicably know. We smile, laugh, and (you guessed it) GET DANCIN!!!!
I don’t really know what I want to accomplish with this blog. Really, I just signed up for an account on a whim, because some part of me wanted to contribute something to the world – specifically, the internet – that I could then not contain. Also, the three providers I had in my mind were Blogspot, Tumblr, and WordPress. WordPress sounded the most dignified, I like their logo the most, and the term “WordPress” exudes some sort of force. Like the word “thrust.” So, we’ll see if that ridiculous assumption holds any water.
I think it will be a nice exercise for me, to post things that excite me, things that touch me, things that make me wonder, things that appall me, things that frighten me, things that infuriate me, things that inspire me, things that I love, and things that I hate.
I plan to fill the pages of this blog with songs, video clips, and musings from my own mind as well as those who have gone before me.
We shall see
I like to pretend sometimes that I could be any sort of musician, at any point in time, in any genre, from this:
With each genre, one of the more important things I would have to consider would be my stage name. According to this random generator, my names would be Max Cage or Ricky Ivory, both of which are just fannnnntastic. However, I’ve spent years fantasizing about this, so here’s what I’ve come up with so far, including both individuals and bands:
- Scorpion Gulch
- Augustus Bourne
- Plum Widget (Band)
Family-Style 70’s Funk Collective:
- Wonderfunk Lovejoy
- Kid Thunderfunk
- Sammy “‘Sam” Samson
- Dario Delacroix
- Rumpus Room
- Speaker Eater
- Lawrence of a Rabies (Band)
Quiet, Introspective, Indie group who also love to photograph things with old cameras:
- The Leaflets (Band)
- Our Dreams, Their Stars (Band)
- We Three (Band)
- This, the Destination (Band)
Speakeasy Jazz Outfit:
- Mac “Chubby Fingers” Sweets
- Eddie “Trambone” Reese
- Freddie “Fat Foot” Thorne
- Stumpy Foxx
And please, if you like any of these, you think you could improve them, you have some of your own, or if your given name is on this list, please don’t hesitate to chime in!
Picking up a hitchhiker who has nothing but a guitar outside of some dirty prison in the Arizona desert. Also, one or both of us is wearing a denim jacket. Screw it, we’re both only wearing denim. Also, the radio must have an actual dial that goes left the right, horizontally, as you turn it. We should probably run out of gas somewhere and have to walk a great distance, just to complete this fantasy.
Oh oh oh!!! Tom Waits is here somewhere, also!!!