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Thank you, Windows XP.

March 29th, 2011 by

Hey, Windows XP -- thanks.

Thanks Windows XP.

'Preciate it.

(Via This Is The Internet.)

Bring The Gold. [Do you know what today is?]

March 17th, 2011 by

From beloved animator Brad Neely comes this important treatise on St. Patrick's Day -- or as we call it: Amateur Drinkers' Night.

As an aside to Pat: It's easy to say you chased the snakes out of Ireland when there weren't any there to begin with.

Smurfs' bane.

January 14th, 2011 by

DEATH TO ALL SMURFS

And just like that, the village was emptied.

It's a Wednesday Of The Talking Horse. [This Is What Rock Looks Like]

January 12th, 2011 by

Melvins, yes. Taste the surrealism.

Oh, this song. The final set of riffs on this track are overwhelming, like being tossed head-over-heels by a wave of blood at night.

Astonishing.

(Via the video's director, Behn Fannin.)

Had you forgotten? [This Is The Part That Will Hurt.]

December 30th, 2010 by

WELCOME TO THE INTERNET

This is The Internet.

Beware.

(Via theinternetaccordingtoadrian.tumblr.com.)

Do you know what today is? It's Brickday.

October 15th, 2010 by

It's October 15.

That means it's Brickday.

It's Brickday.

Look, it's Brickday at West Portal Station in San Francisco.

Brickday? Yes. Or Brick Day if you like.

Here is how to celebrate this glorious holiday:

1.) On October 15, call in sick to work.
2.) Get a brick.
3.) Take the brick to a bar during the day. Ideally the Stork Club in Oakland.
4.) Set the brick gently on the bar or table.
5.) Drink.

Read the full coverage and listen to the podcast over at The M-OceanView Journal.

And make Brickday your own.

On this Fuck You Friday, be the cat.

October 15th, 2010 by

It's a Fuck You Friday.Yeah.

You know.

You know exactly where we're at.

It's a Fuck You Friday.

And on this Fuck You Friday, be like this cat.

FUCK YOU. I AM CAT.

Yes.

And fuck you.

(Picture via doobybrain.com.)

It's a "Let's listen to the music of the band Quicksand" Saturday.

September 4th, 2010 by

Saturday. I love Saturdays.

Let's listen to the music of the band Quicksand.

Quicksand shirt front. Art by Melinda Beck.

The front of a Quicksand shirt. Art by Melinda Beck.

Quicksand were an hardcore/post-hardcore mid-tempo jackhammer punk rock band out of New York City during the early 1990s.

When they moved with speed, their music careened high like a vapor trail above a grey city. When they moved methodically, their sound groaned and creaked like girders in a bridge above water or boards in a boat's deck.

Anthemic, teeth-bared music. Each melody and line is hard-bitten and hard-won. It is inspirational in its own grim and glorious way.

The back of Quicksand shirt.

Small text from the back of the same Quicksand shirt.

Here they are playing "Thorn In My Side" and "Brown Gargantuan" on The John Stewart Show in 1995. (Hilariously, they're followed by Elastica playing "Connection" on this video.) Let's listen:

(Thanks to YouTube user xshedx1270.)

Here they are playing "Head To Wall" (live) and "Omission" (soundcheck) during their 1993 tour with Rage Against The Machine.

(Thanks to YouTube user joenehi.)

It's a "Let's Sing About Volcanoes In The State Of Washington" Wednesday.

September 1st, 2010 by

Volcanoes? In Washington state?

Yeah, man; don't you remember Mount St. Helens?

Mount St. Helens goes up.

Mount St. Helens' eruption column around 8:35 AM on May 18, 1980. Photo via wikipedia.org.

Y'know what? Let's sing about it.

Start you off with the sunny/chunky sounds of The Presidents Of The United States Of America with their helpfully explanatory song "Volcano."

(Video via YouTube user presidentsrock, the official YouTube channel of The Presidents Of The United States Of America.)

Next, the crushing mathcore power of Tacoma's-own Botch. In the past I've verbally explained their music as what it would sound like if The Dillinger Escape Plan and Phillip Glass were having a drunken giggling slap-fight 'round a campfire in an Olympic Peninsula trailer park under the stars.

Yes.

NOW THE HEAT IS MY NEW FRIEND

From the back of a shirt by the band Botch celebrating the re-release of their album American Nervoso.

Further, I once described their couplet of songs "Afghamistam / Micaragua" thusly:

There is a moment in the song where after a lull, the track breaks open like a herd of Clydesdales bursting from a snow-swept barn in slow motion. "RIIIDE!" bellows singer David Verellen as the song thunders downslope.

Yes.

Can't recommend their work highly enough. It is monstrously inertia-laden, gleefully-abstruse, complex metal music for adults (and/or anyone). Yes.

So, here are Botch delivering their devastatingly-propulsive vulcanphobic song "Hutton's Great Heat Engine" live at Chain Reaction in Anaheim on 2000/03/25.

(Thanks to YouTube user axewound.)

Let's be safe out there, Washington residents. The Earth can be unpredictable, yet that tension (tectonic 'n otherwise) inspired some excellent music.

(This one's for Jon and Tanky and Elbow and even Kyle. Inspired by a conversation with Maria Rose. Let's all be safe out there.)

Sexpigeon.org demands results from their soup.

September 1st, 2010 by

Serious demands:

'You had better fix all my problems, soup, or I’m barfing you right back up.'

"You had better fix all my problems, soup, or I’m barfing you right back up."

One more gentle example of why we love Sexpigeon.org so, so much.