Sonic Youth & Dinosaur Jr. @ Terminal 5, NYC

I'd say, get yr thoughts in line regarding your experience at dinosaur jr. and sonic youth, then read the comments: For me, I knew exactly what to expect from Sonic Youth, 'cause it's not like they've changed up their live-show since the late 80s. Their schtik has always been to really rep the new album, and intersperse a few older cuts. I mean, for fucks sake, that's exactly what they did in 1987 on the Sister tour, & the subsequent live release, Hold That Tiger, only back then they didn't have 20 subsequent years of song-writing to draw upon, so the encore consisted of a blitzkrieg of Ramones covers, SY-style. So, y'know, it came as no surprise when they did that here. Otherwise, I pretty much always expect a band to harp on their newer material, as I think it should be. But for Dinosaur Jr., they managed to play pretty much all my favorites. I could've heard all of You're Living All Over Me, but it's not 1987 anymore, is it? Still, JayLouMurph played through the hits, and if anything disappointed me about their set, it was that not-everyone screamed out "'cause when I need a friend it's still you" like they used to, back in '91. But that's not the bands fault, it's the crowd, and it seems pretty retarded to blame the band for the crowd. Even still, it was awesome to see all the chillun' go nuts during Dinosaur Jr.'s set, and especially awesome seeing Thurston attack, then get attacked by, his amp. It was awesome to hear my favorite cuts from Daydream Nation and Sister.

Maxin n Relaxin With the Fathers of Modern Physics

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Since we don't, y'know, advertise on this site, er, that is, we don't take money from evil people, I had to edit this advertisement. I still think it's strange though that God has a twitter account. I sure as fuck hope it ain't no fucking papist God, however.

GOING STRAIGHT FOR THE JUGULAR

TRYING SOMETHING NEW: A DOCUMENT, while trying to address the totality of indefference, the quasi infractional divide. This is turbulence, while perpetually deigning to throw in a faint glimpse of reality with that bengali hospitality: EXPLORING THE UNIVERSAL MACHINE CODE IN THE TIME BEFORE THE WIND BREAKS THROUGH THE DOOR

MILITANT QUEER NATIONALISM NOW

MILITANT QUEER NATIONALISM NOW "LOOK GOOD AND KILL IF YOU HAVE TO"

A Poem

I am such a well-known poet these days that sometimes people I don't even know send me poetry, in hopes of getting my feedback. For some reason this one was strewn with hyperlinks, which was obviously some sort of typo* so I took them out. Other than that, I think that Ms. Alison Landy of Nicoasia, Cyprus is a remarkable poet, indeed perhaps even destined to become the Chaucer of the third millenium. Kudos!

Im at work right now, sitting in the office trying to take charge of my life.

I use Google alot whenever i dont know the answer to something and when ever im trying to find the next best thing.

And I believe this is it,

I found it
did all my research & cant wait to get home and tell my husband!

Take charge of your existence like everyone else

Leave your Lender Behind

Feel the pride of being remarkable

You can produce true dinero Constantly working
at home with google
And I believe this is it,

leave a message

Exit:
3 Athinodorou Street, 2025 Dasoupoli,
Strovolos, Nicoasia, Cyprus

* Possibly with one of those programs where you type one letter, like "y", and it translates it into something longer, like "YOUR MOM'S VAG".

Dear National Iranian American Council,

Being compared to Borat is so not an insult, on account of Borat being totally awesome. In other news, Haddadi needs a bigger moustache.

Hello, my name is...

...ZAZULA!

A Quote For The Day

I have not come up with a poem but here, for the Day of the Turnip, is a Terry Pratchett quote:

"I see," said Moist. "But it would appear, regrettably, that by giving our friend the relaxed and hopeful attitude toward life of, not to put too fine a point on it, a turnip, you have also given him the artistic abilities of, and I have no hesitation in using the term again, a turnip."

A Poem For The Day

(wherein I clarify the various significances of the days of our calendar)

Sophia, Sophia, let down your lion's mane
A cryin' shame if I'm not there to choose the Iron's name
—wait, who the fuck are you?—I fall as I reach to own it
Blinded by the light of the martyrs and the First of Paone

I found her by her singing, my mother and my lover,
Stranded in the desert sun like a mockery of John the Baptist
Gotta practice 'til I can crack and twist her mind
Install her in my kingdom beside me as the Queen of the Blind

Sun City Girls: A Collection of Live Images

Scrapbooker, Live at the Baby Seal Club

All photos via Dime Dancing

American Don

I dunno what, but there's just something I love about this album cover. Not to mention the album itself, which is also awesome, despite the fact that Don Caballero is an instrumental band. Putting the "rock" back in "post-rock", if y' catch my drift... Don Caballero also has awesome track titles, which is easier to do when you don't have to worry about tying in a title with the lyrics.

Awesome titles include:
1. "Fire Back About Your New Baby's Sex" – 4:42
2. "The Peter Criss Jazz" – 10:35
3. "Haven't Lived Afro Pop" – 7:34
4. "You Drink a Lot of Coffee for a Teenager" – 2:41
5. "Ones All Over the Place" – 9:00
6. "I Never Liked You" – 4:59
7. "Details on How to Get ICEMAN on Your License Plate" – 5:35
8. "A Lot of People Tell Me I Have a Fake British Accent" – 5:23
9. "Let's Face It Pal, You Didn't Need That Eye Surgery" – 5:09

Six Degrees

So this is all the work of independent research. Last night I watched Samuel Fuller's White Dog, which was based on a story written by Romain Gary, who was married to Jean Seberg, the star of À bout de souffle (Breathless), which was directed by Jean-Luc Godard, who also directed Pierrot Le Fou, which featured a cameo from Samuel Fuller