July 2010
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My life is currently full of the most amazing of amazing TV: Mad Men, Doctor Who (season finale), True Blood. Delights upon delights.
“I paid for college for two quarters and I snuck in the other two quarters. It...”
– Charlyne Yi’s interview with Village Voice (via vvvp)
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Webcomic Wednesday: Dresden Codak →
While definitely a bit less prolific than most webcomic artists, Dresden Codak (real name Aaron Diaz) is one of the most astonishing illustrators working now, both in style and content. A heady mix of obscure philosophical explorations and speculative science fiction, the pages are gorgeous and the ideas bursting at the seams. When he updates, it’s usually a doozy, requiring historical...
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I've officially made a complete transformation
I am no longer interested in anything Amanda Palmer does, musically or otherwise. The preciousness, the over-sharing, the cloying need to engage in this constant validation loop with her fans; it no longer does anything for me.
And don’t get me wrong, I used to love the girl. Everything she did hit me as profound and enlightened. I really dug the whole “punk rock meets high school...
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Two Dreams About the End Of the World
I had two dreams about the end of the world the other night. One might not have been as much a dream as a thought that ran wild through my head while I was still not-quite-awake, the distinction between the two being pretty indistinguishable at the time.
Before anyone gets excited, this is not a cry for help or a sign I’m inexorably being sucked into a vortex of depression (The vortex is...
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Gray Coins New Words
Friendxiety (frɛnd-ˈzaɪɪtɪ)
noun
1. Anxiety or apprehension in the company of friends or acquaintances.
2. Fear of contact from a friend: “I hope Sarah doesn’t call, she gives me really bad friendxiety.”
After an all-nighter of delivering papers manically, hopped-up on far too many energy beverages, I feel oddly optimistic and satisfied, even though I I’m fairly certain I completely butchered my paper route. Ah well, who really gives a fuck about the Boston Current?
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Why Are There So Many Terrible People Who Are...
Am I crazy, or have there been a recent glut (well, two) of bands with songs featuring lyrics about “stupid girls?” Is this a thing now, and if so, why are these bands mincing words? Why not “stupid bitch,” or “dumb whore?” That’s pretty much what they mean to say, right? Stop being so uppity and let me do things to you?
On a related note, the band 3OH3...
WatchI miss playing electric. Me and 138 used to make a pretty interminable noise.
“Sevens and Nines,” a new demo from...
RIP Harvey Pekar, the Charles Bukowski of comics →
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You know, I think I get it. It takes a certain mind, not just a state, a swim, not just water sloshing around the tanks by your boots, but fully submerged, so deep you would have no hint that there’s air above you, living in water forever. You need to be in it, not an observer, not anything but huddled in it’s heart. That’s when you can appreciate it, the voices from every...
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Dispatches from PG
On break, grabbed some Indian food, spent too much on it (note to self, bring lunch next time). I really don’t mind being a delivery driver. There’s an autonomy and ease to it, my interactions are limited. It’s the other parts of the job, taking deliveries, talking on phones, those parts give me anxiety.
Delivering papers later after work, more excited for that. Things seems...
WatchThe Trustbuster’s Trust.
I’ll meet you, I’ll meet you,
The trustbusters trust
On the road to demascus
On the fung wah bus
And I’ll be your one witness
I’ll be the one
Counted as missing
When all this is done
I will know your name like I know my own
She lives in my mouth
Like blood on my teeth
Get drunk in the alley
Puke in the street
Spat to the ground
Like a...
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New Comic Book Day Reviews, THE NIGHT BEFORE!...
After playing the Gulu, I stopped into Harrison’s Comics in Salem, MA. Since this week was all kindsa fucked up from the holiday, they were open late and had already set out tomorrow’s comics. I grabbed a few, in addition to some awesome and cheap classic LPs (will post about those on Sunday). Here are my reviews.
Batman and Robin #13 - I think I’d be happy if all books were Grant...
“American Crowbar,” a demo for the new...
Oh my GOD it is so damn hot out. Fuuuuuck. Not working. No money to see a movie. It’s not even new comic day (fuck you very much July 4th…). What’s a boy to do to escape the heat?
Finished (for now) a demo for American Crowbar, almost sweated to death in the garage while doing it. Might post later once I get proper Internet. I went a little crazy on it, but I rather like it. I’ll like it better once Melissa puts her piano part on it.
Dispatches from PG's
Update: the pizza oven is broken. There is no pizza at this Papa Gino’s.
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On the plus side, I learned “My Friend Peter.” Might play it tomorrow.
Anyone in the Somerville tomorrow should come out to PA’s lounge. I’m feeling somewhat adventurous.
Probably play a bunch of newer songs, older stuff I never play, an weirdo cover. Come out and see the listless oddness.
Bad mojo afoot. Sad about dropping Mel off at the airport. Not enthused about playing alone on Friday, or really ever again. The paper boy gig wasn’t as extensive as I thought it was going to be, I’m still in my feeble job search mode.
I feel all off-kilter and the less attractive aspects of my personality are coming out. Anyone care to do something ridiculous to beat down the bad...