WRITTEN FOR THOSE WHO FIND THEMSELVES DRYING OUT THE SKINS OF ANIMALS YOU HUNTED DOWN AND KILLED YOURSELF WEARING NOTHING BUT A COCK RING AND A SMILE.ALSO, WE LIKE TO CONSIDER OURSELVES HIGHLY INTELLIGENT AND EXTREMELY MOTIVATED IF THE NEED ARISES.WE ARE NOT SOLDIERS OF FORTUNE BUT OF REASON.SOCIALISM COUNTS AND SO DOES WHISKEY.MAKE NO MISTAKE WE ARE DEADLY AND LOVELY.

Thursday, February 25, 2010

The White Man Wants Your Soul...


President Barack Obama is shown here with South Korean President Lee Myung-bak throwing down some Tae Kwon Do punches. It vexes me because I can't come up with some smart quip. President Obama only made it to Tae Guk Ee Jang so I can take him easily. But if the President of The United States of America challenged the President of North Korean to a match and then doubled teamed him with the President of South Korea I would volunteer for the service immediately, and I wouldn't go AWOL either like some losers.

There is only one small observation for today but I believe it has been mulled sufficiently to not be withheld any longer. This is movie related and totally relevant to this blog; trust me I know what I'm doing. My question is this: Why is it that when filmmakers make a "white people going crazy movie" they have to slide in some classic R&B tracks in the trailers or even worse, in the goddamn soundtrack? Don't act like you don't know what the hell I'm talking about. Should I drive the point farther home by listing a few of the movies?
Okay you talked me into it, maybe a few:

1)The Family Stone
2)The Big Chill
3)Step Mother
4)First Wives Club
5)As Good As It Gets
6)My Best Friends Wedding
7)Somethings Gotta Give
etc.,etc.,etc...
Do the filmmakers actually believe that it will appeal slightly to the African-American crowd? Or that it might be that cross-over hit of the summer? I have bashed it millions upon millions of times and then rummaged through even the tiniest of pieces just to try and make sense of this plague. I have many Black friends who will agree with me that "Dis shit needs to stop". Not because it's offensive to me but to the artists that get played out. Sam Cooke,James Brown,Marvin Gaye,The Temptations,Earth,Wind and Fire and The Commodores never,ever imagined a living hell of serving as a theme song to a Caucasian's catharsis. All that "I love my crazy white family!" bullshit doesn't need a back drop of "Ain't Nothing But The Real Thing" to bring it all home. In my humble opinion if you want people to feel the emotion of the moment, write better stories that aren't so fucking formulated.


I can't believe I slacked so hard on this but it was so far off the radar of what I was into at the time. You know all that time at "THE WASH"what with all those atoms to split and shit. Portugal The Man is maybe the chillest and most original thing to come out of Wasilla,Alaska which is the fourth largest city in the state. Compounded grooves mixed with a heavy dose of dub influences thrown on the fire with a dash of blues rock guitar churned out by a rusty pasta making machine is a semi-accurate description.Both albums were equally impressive with big booming anthems,radio ready catchy hooks and I cannot forget to mention the all powerful falsetto voice of lead singer John Baldwin Gourley. What can't this guy do? Vocals, guitar, organ and other strange machines are wielded with childish abandon like eye-liner in a strippers dressing room.
Censored Colors
http://www.mediafire.com/?zdy31myjmwi
The Satanic Satanist
http://www.mediafire.com/?zezjdxjvynm

Doug Yule (US bass guitarist; The Velvet Underground) Born 1947
Woody/Stuart John Wood (Scottish guitar; Bay City Rollers/producer of Celtic music) Born 1957
Dennis Diken (US drums - The Smithereens) Born 1957
Mike Peters (Welsh lead singer; The Alarm) Born 1959
Brian Baker (US guitarist; Minor Threat/Bad Religion/others) Born 1965
Justin Jeffre (US vocals; 98 Degrees) Born 1973
Julio Iglesias Jr (Spanish singer slash Sex Symbol) Born 1974
Lovefoxxx/LuĂ­sa Hanae Matsushita (Brazilian singer; Cansei de Ser Sexy aka CSS)




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