Page from my sketchbook.
I keep running into these articles about online cheating and how you can prevent it by installing this special software that tracks keystrokes, passwords and page history. On the other coin the online social network scene has mushroomed out of control. There are fantastic claims of guilt free sex,matching up with you soul mate and losing weight fast all by clicking a link. Are people out of their minds? I might write about crazy crap but some people just put themselves out there a bit too much. There should be a statute of limitations when being able to post some personal information. I know it seems ridiculous to bring it up with the horrific popularity of reality t.v. personae invading every single aspect of our lives. The media isn't completely to blame being that it is only the epicenter of a gigantic toilet bowl full of steaming fecal matter we call American culture. (Now if that word isn't an oxymoron I don't know what is.)I just notice that lately(to clarify myself a little better)that the only thing America has been famous for is Pop Culture, nothing else. Yeah, that whole Black presidency thing has worn off it seems.We built him up only to tear him down in the media now. Poor guy. Now we are flooded constantly with glamorous updates and tremendous fails. I'm not trying to be one of those finger pointers who can spot the problem from a safe distance away and not offer any solutions but I have to mention that the American people are truly to blame, myself included. We are giving these entities the power every day just by agreeing to their little pop-ups. We click the agree box and don't even bother to read the Terms And Conditions. Now here you go and write a ton of your personal information about yourself on a non-secure beam of information floating inches from our noses which time after time has been demonstrated it can be stolen. Twittering and facebooking away we reveal the most intimate of intimates upon a crowd of nameless people whose click stream leads them to you. We are so obsessed with everyones else's Bidness because they give it up so freely. I can't even imagine what people would think if I started revealing intimate details of my private life. Would they be embarrassed for me? Who knows. I sometimes read things where all I can think is how freaking sad it is. Don't give out your info online it can turn around and bite you in the ass friends. Don't strengthen the TMZ's of the world, fight the power, walk off your workstations,demand something good on the radio and tv. Make the major news networks give in to reporting what's relevant. But more importantly, make someone tell me how come the douchebags on that "Jersey Shore"show are called "stars"...WTF indeed.
ZUNE OUTPUT
the "I don't like people playing around on my phone"sessions
I wanted to share my opinion on a couple of albums today but I received a message from an old friend today and it took me way,way back. So that's probably why I changed my mind and supplanted this in my previous choices place. This debut album made its way on the stereo quite a bit in our circle and I couldn't imagine a weekend at Devin Michaels Pub where Jo didn't bump this either. He did it of course to annoy the owner of a sub shop down the street. If you heard "Fat Man" you knew this cat was in the house. G. Love and the boys hail from Philly and made such a splash it was felt across the pond where they enjoyed quite a bit of success also. A mix between acid jazz , Makers Mark Kentucky Bourbon, heroin and filtered thru 3 dirty band-aids the self titled album instantly sparks 27 cigarettes at once and fills the room with a haze of sounds. Non-filtered or over produced the organic element of the production quality pairs quite nicely with the vocals and accompaniment. It seems quite in deliberate at times and almost improvised but definitely very appealing if you have had a hellish day. You may even feel almost persuaded to let G. Love help you settle in for the night, straight, no chaser please.http://www.mediafire.com/?0rkoiejgqd6
I borrowed this album from my friend Caleb because I was confused by the words "experimental" and "Blues Explosion" also that year I learned how to use the word "hyperbole" correctly. Yesss!! Language is fun. The driving backbeat for this band is Russell Simins. A man, a mystery, Judah Bauer and Jon Spenser (former lead singer for Pussy Galore) round out the band in classic style. Their style? Punk,Garage,Noise,Rockabilly,Hip-Hop,Neo-Soul. Not for the timid. Not a classic album but a hell of a jump-off point if you are going to go all the way with the "Blues Explosion",not even second base or a BJ or a ZJ.(if you have to ask,you can't afford it)http://www.mediafire.com/?d4tzfm2m4ny
Rupert Holmes-Singer slash Songwriter slash Pina Colada Lover-Born 1947Lonnie Turner-Bassist-US Band Steve Miller Band-Born 1947
George Thorogood-Guitarist slash Singer slash Rock God&Dinosaur-US Band The Destroyers-Born 1950
Colin Farley-Bassist slash dying in your arms tonight-UK Band The Cutting Crew-Born 1959
Michelle Shocked aka Michele Johnston-Singer slash Songwriter-Born 1962
Chris Fehn-Drummer-US Band Slipknot-Born 1973
Charles "Chad" Hugo-Filipino Sax Player slash Guitarist-US Band N.E.R.D.-Born 1974
Eric Griffin-Guitarist-US Band Murderdolls-Born 1976
Matt Skiba-Guitarist slash Bassist slash Singer slash Jane Austen reader-US Band Alkaline Trio/F-Minus-Born 1976
Cheiko Kawabe-Japanese Singer slash Songwriter slash Sex Symbol-Born 1989
...now go update your status and mood already it's been 20 seconds
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