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Slightly belated singles day-
Party Hard by Andrew WK. This really is everything they promised you. Loud, anthemic, fun. That’s the important thing, fun. The people who tell you not to like this song are probably Radiohead fans. Only one thing, and I’m not sure it’s all that bad. This just screams out ‘soundtrack’, expect to hear it in American Roadtrip 3 soon.
Because I Got High by Afroman. Novelty song! A funny little piece about the perils of over indulging the weed, it’ll be at the top of your pile when you’re choosing stuff to give to the local charity shop next summer.
Bohemian Like You by The Dandy Warhols. Sarcastic, bitchy, prime Warhols going on about the crapness of all those wannabe struggling artists. I guess it’s easy to snipe when you’ve made it. And I wish I could stop thinking about mobile phones.
Follow Me by Uncle Kracker. From the major tattoo on his forearm you’d expect something in the Slim Shady line, but this is…… Well, it’s nice. I just haven’t decided yet whether it’s MOR nice or Jazz Club Nice.
And an album-
White Blood Cells by The White Stripes. I haven’t listened to this one yet, so I’ll have to reserve judgement, but I do Like the single, Hotel Yorba.
Cool fire-breathing pics. Not so sure about the background though.
I must have spent nearly five hours yesterday playing Gran Turismo. My right thumb has blisters from holding down the accelerate button. All I need now is GTA3 and I may never leave the house.
After the loss of my bikes I’ve been thinking about this whole Southern experience. I think I’m going to downshift, move North again, get out of corporate and do more of what I want. The South has until March, a year from when I moved down, to convince me to stay. It’s going to be a hard job, I can tell you.
With a nod to Wired.com for the link, a carefully considered (or perhaps extremely paranoid) interpretation of those Bert is Evil pictures you’ve been receiving. It’d be even better if it hadn’t lost the links to some of the images.
I think I’ve got sick building syndrome. At least, that’s my excuse for wanting to fall asleep at work.
Had my first snowboarding lesson today. I only fell over a few times.
Okay. The weblog is now on the front page.
Today would have been CD single day, but there was only crap to be found. I’ve been waiting for The Bleeper Song to turn up in the shops. At least now it’s available online.
Started pitching the book, I’ve got a list of magazines and publications who might be interested.
And there I’ve spent the whole day in a fruitless search for fireworks when I should just have come here.
I’ve been getting a bit nostalgic for the early nineties, so I’m checking out Carter USM related sites.
More from Salon. This time, news of Tintin’s more adult adventures.
Salon is always good for quirky stuff. Today they discovered the answer to California’s power crisis.
A little social commentary. If only it weren’t true.