“Now look at this shit!”
“Those aren’t the lyrics are they?”
“I think it’s ‘stuff.’ I don’t think they let Oscar the Grouch say ‘shit’ on public television. 🎵 I have here a sneaker that’s battered and worn, the soles are all busted, the laces are torn. But I wouldn’t trade them for a big stack of porn! I love it because it’s trash!”
“THOSE AREN’T THE ACTUAL LYRICS!”
I have set a thing in motion and it cannot be undone.
I mean, okay, so also I installed a new app at top speeds on my phone to adapt to having to pull up insurance information, and have driven not one but two entirely new vehicles today, one of which is incredibly unwieldy, and those, too, scared me. I'm not exactly the bravest scrawny nondomestic canine out there.
dream last night
Talking to Val and Kelsey sitting outside a car in good weather, when a train rumbled by and I could just see a really butch turret - like when they made up a T34 to be a Tiger I for The Thin Red Line - over a wall between us and the track. "What's with the tank?" I asked. "Oh. There's a tank museum near here." "Have I been to this tank museum?" "It's the one with all the rusty crap you were into." I remember a big field full of industrial equipment, and resolve to go back.
bible, uspol-adjacent, mostly academic musing
for some reason I hadn't realized that the idiom "the writing on the wall" refers to chapter 5 from the book of Daniel in the bible https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Daniel+5&version=NIV i.e. god painted graffiti on a wall and it took down a kingdom. someone must have already written an essay or something using this as a metaphor to show how illicit public art (strengthened in this case by its very illegibility!) can be a way of undermining illegitimate authority?
Couldn’t sleep, checked truck availability with Home Depot, drove housemate’s car to Home Depot, turns out Emeryville’s van got rented till 9 or so, Oakland has only flatbed trucks, am waiting at Emeryville and if this doesn’t work will use flatbed. I suck with tie downs. Feel like this is my fault for not moving at 530. One of those I-feel-superhuman-until-I-suddenly-don’t times.
okay but here's the most Grunge cover ever;
they successfully made this heteronormative anthem into a song about going to the Federal Way Fred Meyer at 11 PM in a beat up van to buy more cigarettes during a torrential downpour.
only Soundgarden could take this Devo song and make it appropriate for hanging out on a gray day, drinking coffee and reading the Men Seeking Men section of The Stranger
favorite Modest Mouse track
more songs coyote likes;
traditional, The Wind that Shakes the Barley
https://youtu.be/HBDQbM14YRU
and this is the track that got me interested in All Them Witches, for obvious reasons
seriously, how do I not own New Adventures in Hi-Fi yet? This album's fantastic.
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