Do you think he wanted to do it live

There was a reason I took these pictures but I forget what it was. The first two have a kind of warcraft 2 feel. anyway, creepy place to be!

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bangers.

7he myriads, “sunrize”:

college, “teenage color (russ chimes mix)”:

hail social, “no paradise”:

requested from rochester, bands from russia, france, philly, posted from sao jose dos campos, brasil. it’s like a fucking global village or some shit.

at 3am last night after waking up to take a pee, i thought of what, at 3am while peeing, was the funniest joke ever.

Q: What did the hipster politician say?
A: “I was over it before I was against it.”

I went to San Francisco for the first time on Sunday afternoon. Previously, I had known it exclusively through the media and especially through American Music Club’s wonderful half-homage to the city, the 1994 album San Francisco , which paints the town as a sort of melancholy haunt for dive bar-frequenting sophisticates. I guess after my first pass through the city, it sort of lives up to that sonic portrait. In any case, it’s much different than the Central Valley, where I live, in terms of climate (cooler), topography (much hillier, not flat as a pancake), people (more), and intellectual atmosphere (artier). In differentiating the two spaces, I’m reminded of a line from AMC’s “I Broke My Promise”:

“The California sun always shines,
oh but San Francisco is a cold place,
to have a run of bad luck…”

I don’t know why, but that’s always struck me as somewhat profound, despite its lack of deep meaning (no kidding SF is chilly), or applicability to my life (it’s not like I went on a gambling binge while there).

Music has produced such a wealth of California-themed songs, from the great (the Doors’ “L.A. Woman”) to the horrible (Everclear’s “Santa Monica”) – I should really take a closer look sometime at the conceptual ties that bind (or don’t) “California Dreamin’,” “California uber Alles,” “Californication,” and so on.

Thoughts on Facebook’s iLike application and the election below.
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let me start off with I Love you But I’ve Chosen Darkness’s “Your Worst is the Best.” If you can, forgive the fan-made video and just focus on the song, which I think is pretty good.

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Just a reminder to everybody that they should be hitting refresh as often as possible on the mnftiu blog today for Friday Face-offs. On tap today are several versions of R. Kelly’s “Ignition (Remix).” I confess I never heard the song before, but in listening to the original, one couplet struck me:

Now it’s like “Murder, She Wrote” /
Once I get you out them clothes

Imagine if it was literally like “Murder, She Wrote.” Angela Lansbury happens to be just visiting town for a book-signing when the murder occurs and her good friend R. Kelly begs for her help in clearing his name. In the end it turns out video co-director Billie Woodruff couldn’t stand to share directorial credits with R. Kelly. His plot was to convince the record company to leave Kelly’s name off the video by pinning him with a murder. Luckily, Angela was there to sniff out the truth!

no politics, no hunger, no poverty, no evil. only youtube. the perfect world.