I think the most disturbing part of the documentary “Jesus Camp” is that there are actually crowds of people who cheer President Bush, and speak tongues at a cardboard cutout of him.
I picked up a lot of my extraneous equipment today from a friend’s house. Man, all my shit is in sorry shape. Whoever has been playing on my things these past few months really tore it to shit.
In retrospect, I should have not left anything over there, and that is probably a dumb/obvious thing to say.
But anyway, this is my eulogy for my fallen equipment.
RIP: Behringer 25ft. Speaker cable, PlanetWaves (noiseless) guitar cord (x2)
Tonight, I was at a local show, and I witnessed some kid wearing a Red Hot Chili Peppers shirt trying to mock the scene kids by over-zealously headbanging down the aisle (and throwin’ the horns). He subsequently knocked over his girlfriend and and spilled his drink. The moral of the story: headbanging is serious business.
I have resisted liking this band for as long as I possibly could.
I thoroughly enjoy Vampire Weekend. There, I said it.
It is just too catchy. They are like the hipster Beach Boys.
In response to Usher’s “Love in this Club”: Usher, I thought you were more of a romantic than this. I thought you were a ‘ladies man’. The phrase “make love in this club” makes me think of an MDMA-induced sexual romp in a dirty bathroom. Gross.
But I’m not going to lie, that synth part is pretty killer.
p.s. Young Jeezy (if that is your real name), I would not expect anything more from you.