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Sunday, July 27, 2008

Make Ya Dress Sweat




Pittsburgh DJ, Girl Talk performed at Portland's Roseland last night.

It was packed, rowdy, hot, and deliciously under-age.

If you haven't checked out Girl Talk's new album, get it by clicking here. You can pay from $0 to $10 for the album.

I highly recommend downloading the album for free, but be sure to buy tickets when he's in your city. A killer show you won't regret.

Thursday, July 3, 2008

Why Am I Not Surprised?

Banana Stand Media (www.banananstandmedia.com) occupies most of my free time lately, but I was reminded that, holy shit, it's been a long time since I've updated a blog that only a tiny fraction of the human population reads.

The Political Crystal Ball is starting to look quite murky.

Obama, Obama, Obama! Congrats!

And what do you do?

Fuck us. But, hey, it's not personal, it's Chicago. It's politics. Like having to work for that lowly cock sucker Mayor Daley. It's just politics. You do some things you aren't proud of and chant that it's for the greater good before resting your head to dream of a better way.

And Obama knows the score. He can see the figures.

I'm not upset that Obama has created the most incredible president building machine in my life time. I'm disappointed because he pretends that he's still going to dramatically change the rules in the world's dirtiest game.

I always respected McCain and Obama for raising the level of honesty in how Americans debate and respond to the internal structure of what is basically a series of absurd grudges fueled by out of touch values that produce untimely, ignorant solutions to problems that the old men ranting about have never personally struggled to change.

So if Obama wants to claim greater transparency, then he needs to come clean and be honest about wanting to win at the cost of a few ideals like removing all lobbyists, public campaign financing, ethanol, and the fact that many Americans are ashamed of the actions we allow too many corrupt systems within and without our borders to opporate under the banner of stars and stripes.. No, it's not gonna be pretty. But we're big boys and girls, or should be, and can handle an fist fight come November.

After 2004, when, if it wasn't for Bob Dylan and a lovely young woman, I would have splattered the back of my skull into a snowy field with detailed instructions to send my earthly remains to Canada -- well fuck, after seeing a country lose it's slim margin of justice, it's hard to be truly touched by Obama's lack luster choices of late.

He's got my vote, cautiously as always, but more by default tonight than a proud American should be comfortable with during the Nation's Holiday.