I know I've posted this one before, but it has since disappeared. I decided to put it up again because, 1) it's a freaking rad video and, 2) it pretty well sums up how I feel about my day-to-day life.
I think a two-and-a-half month long "blogging" hiatus is long enough. I have chosen to break my silence to ask a simple question: Is (was) Man or... Astro-man? the greatest band ever? I have my suspicions. Let us see...
9 Volt
Theme from Eeviac
Don´t Think What Jack
Lo Batt
The Miracle Of Genuine Pyrex
Tesla coil (not a song, an actual Tesla coil, on stage, which I think seals the deal)
Between the tesla coil and the flaming TV set headpiece, as well as the fucking ass-kicking and truly righteous nature of the rock, I think it is safe to say: Man or... Astro-man? is (was) the greatest band ever.
"Marshall, Texas — A truck transporting zoo animals overturned Tuesday, spilling 24 penguins, an octopus and tropical fish along a highway near Marshall, authorities said.
'We had a penguin wreck,' said Department of Public Safety Trooper Richard Buchanan. 'They were thrown out into a ditch and in the roadway.'
Three penguins that landed in the highway were killed by oncoming traffic and one died in the crash, authorities said. Another penguin suffered a broken wing.
The driver, Kelly Hodge, 34, and passenger Tammy Root both sustained minor scratches and bruises, police said. Root was taken to a local hospital for treatment and released, authorities said.
Most of the fish lived and the octopus appeared unharmed, officials said. The octopus and fish were traveling in plastic bags, and some fish died when the bags burst, Buchanan said."
While I think a film about Philip K. Dick would be a wonderful thing, I find myself really hoping this is some sort of prank. I mean, I could see the president from "Independence Day" maybe pulling off a somewhat reasonable performance as PKD, but please consider the director's last great achievement was this (he's the guy singing, by the way):
I do not have high hopes. To say the very least.
What next?
"Love All the People, a biopic about the life of comedian and social philosopher Bill Hicks, starring Cary Elwes (Ella Enchanted) and directed by El DeBarge, best known for his 1984 hit song 'Rhythm Of The Night'".
Because I feel bad about subjecting y'all to that Full House musical monstrosity (no apologies for the Brady Bunch clip, I'm sure somebody out there deserved that one), here are a few pieces that I hope will take the pain away.
To hell with the critics, just see it. If you enjoy Shyamalan's other films, you will enjoy this one. He may not be the next Kubrick, but he tells great stories.
There also was a preview for Darren Aronofsky's The Fountain, which looks to be truly glorious.
If you're really into Radiohead, the new Thom Yorke record is pretty interesting. I don't see myself listening to it all the time, but it's definitely good listening-to-while-doing-stuff-around-the-house music.
Instructions: 1. Go to Wikipedia. 2. In the search box, type your birth month and day (but not year). 3. List three important events that happened on your birthday. 4. List two interesting birthdays and one interesting death. 5. List one holiday or observance (if none, make one up).
Events: 1794 - Whiskey Rebellion begins: Farmers in the Monongahela Valley of Pennsylvania rebel against the federal tax on liquor and distilled drinks. 1945 - President Harry Truman announces the successful bombing of Hiroshima with an atomic bomb while returning from the Potsdam Conference aboard the heavy cruiser USS Augusta (CA-31) in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean. 1976 - Viking program: Viking 2 enters into orbit around Mars.
Birthdays: 1779 - Carl Ritter, German geographer (d. 1859) 1942 - Garrison Keillor, American writer and radio host (bonus birthday)1960 - David Duchovny, American actor (super bonus birthday)1975 - Charlize Theron, South African actress (same year, too!)
Work this week has been, shall we say, quite challenging. Today, in fact, was a fucking nightmare; so much so that I can't sleep. I can't talk about it, unfortunately, but I'm sure you'll be reading all about it in the local media in the not-too-distant future. Even the one pleasant engagement I had today was marred by a flat fucking tire.
Is it Friday yet?
So, I'm awake and watching music videos. Because I want to feel like I'm doing something constructive, I present to you five videos I've stumbled upon so far.
Someone should fill in Mikey Seaver's little buddy on the history of agriculture, specifically that the banana he is fellating holding is the product of centuries of cultivation and selection by humans. While someone is at it, they may also want to let him know that his "atheist's nightmare" comes in many different varieties, many of which would fail one or more of his "proofs" that the banana is a Divine Creation Made Just for Man to Eat.
But maybe, just maybe, we shouldn't utterly destroy the man's pride and withhold the fact that he's basing his entire proof of God's Glorious Creation by peeling the banana the wrong way.
The whole of creation testifies to the genius of God? Since we're talking food, what about pineapples? Coconuts? And jumping out of the realm of food, what about the "genius" of covering over seventy-percent of this planet's surface with a substance in which we cannot breathe (and the vast majority of which we cannot even drink)? Good one, God!
Oh yeah: the "Big Bang" didn't happen in space. It formed space.
And this is the single-most homoerotic piece of Christian propaganda I think I've ever seen.
The world is like a ride in an amusement park. And when you choose to go on it you think it's real because that's how powerful our minds are. And the ride goes up and down and round and round. It has thrills and chills and it's very brightly coloured and it's very loud and it's fun, for a while. Some people have been on the ride for a long time and they begin to question: "Is this real, or is this just a ride?" And other people have remembered, and they come back to us, they say, "Hey, don't worry, don't be afraid, ever, because this is just a ride." And we kill those people.
Because today we live in a society in which spurious realities are manufactured by the media, by governments, by big corporations, by religious groups, political groups--and the electronic hardware exists by which to deliver these pseudoworlds right into the heads of the reader, the viewer, the listener... So I ask, in my writing, What is real? Because unceasingly we are bombarded with pseudorealities manufactured by very sophisticated people using very sophisticated electronic mechanisms. I do not distrust their motives; I distrust their power. They have a lot of it. And it is an astonishing power: that of creating whole universes, universes of the mind. I ought to know. I do the same thing.
What normally operates day by day is the quiet dominance of certain ideas, the ideas we are expected to hold by our neighbors, our employers, and our political leaders; the ones we quickly learn are the most acceptable. The result is an obedient, acquiescent, passive citizenry-a situation that is deadly to democracy. If one day we decide to reexamine these beliefs and realize they do not come naturally out of our innermost feelings or our spontaneous desires, are not the result of independent thought on our part, and, indeed, do not match the real world as we experience it, then we have come to an important turning point in life. Then we find ourselves examining, and confronting, American ideology.