Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
In your satin tights, Fighting for your rights.
The only song that can come close to matching the overpowering funk of the previous post. Ahh, the 70's.
Insidiousness
About two days ago, a long forgotton tune somehow popped into my head. A little ditty from Sesame Street and the Electric Company about the magic of numbers as told in the language of funk. After a bit of sleuthing I found it on youtube.
What I didn't take into account was the songs inherent catchiness. Now all Emily and I do is wander our house in a zombie-like stupor counting in sing-song.
We are cursed. CURSED!! CUUURRRRSSSED!!!!
What I didn't take into account was the songs inherent catchiness. Now all Emily and I do is wander our house in a zombie-like stupor counting in sing-song.
We are cursed. CURSED!! CUUURRRRSSSED!!!!
Monday, December 15, 2008
Monday, December 8, 2008
Fishbone
I finally popped my cherry and saw fishbone for the first time a few nights ago at J. C. Dobbs. Easily one of the best live performances I've seen in my life. It was packed tight, with everyone passing joints around and skanking their hearts out. Emily got a sweaty kiss from Angelo Moore and refused to wash her lips for a short while.
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