Careful tomorrow kids! I heard there’s a killer on the loose!

Jack The Knife!

… fellow Lodgers!

I am not sure why but Mr. Zappa never gets enough love for all the great work he did. I love pretty much everything he did and I remember being around 11 years old when my Dad first played me this song. To this day I think it is one of the best songs in the world.

Thanks Frank.

Hey there, people, Im bobby brown
They say Im the cutest boy in town
My car is fast, my teeth is shiney
I tell all the girls they can kiss my heinie
Here I am at a famous school
Im dressin sharp n im
Actin cool
I got a cheerleader here wants to help with my paper
Let her do all the work n maybe later I’ll rape her

Oh God I am the american dream
I do not think Im too extreme
An Im a handsome sonofabitch
Im gonna get a good job n be real rich

(get a good
Get a good
Get a good
Get a good job)

Womens liberation
Came creepin across the nation
I tell you people I was not ready
When I fucked this dyke by the name of freddie
She made a little speech then,
Aw, she tried to make me say when
She had my balls in a vice, but she left the dick
I guess it’s still hooked on, but now it shoots too quick

Oh God I am the american dream
But now I smell like vaseline
An Im a miserable sonofabitch
Am I a boy or a lady…i don’t know which

(I wonder wonder
Wonder wonder)

So I went out n bought me a leisure suit
I jingle my change, but Im still kinda cute
Got a job doin radio promo
An none of the jocks can even tell Im a homo
Eventually me n a friend
Sorta drifted along into s&m
I can take about an hour on the tower of power
Long as I gets a little golden shower

Oh God I am the american dream
With a spindle up my butt till it makes me scream
An I’ll do anything to get ahead
I lay awake nights sayin, thank you, fred!
Oh god, oh god, Im so fantastic!
Thanks to freddie, Im a sexual spastic
And my name is bobby brown
Watch me now, Im goin down,
And my name is bobby brown
Watch me now, Im goin down, etc

Well, almost, but this should be mandatory viewing before any of you start up your email program in the morning.

“I will never be a rich man but I’ll live to tell a tale worth telling to the nephews, and I dig the thought of that.” I’ve been thinking about this a little lately, and found it a little hard to put into words. Sometime through the haze of Sunday’s pre-caffeine vibe and still immersed in a creeping red wine haze I thought to myself that if the currency of cool is being current then I’ve happily been a beggar. Not that this thought fully embraced my thoughts, but it was a start. Then I came across this great video on jefftstaple’s blog, and it really summed it up.

DARK SIDE OF THE LENS from Astray Films on Vimeo.

I don’t give a shit what people may say about Metallica, up till this point here, they were fucking awesome. Jams and Drink Beers.

Ignore all the Excel Sheets and what not in the background, the UPS man just brought some smiles to my face.

Huge thanks to Tellason and Sailor Jerry’s for the afternoon love.

Concert Vault

[0] Jennilee Marigomen

A little while back I posted up THIS VID right here and on a recent trip down south in the PNW for some waves, we found ourselves with a bottle of red and no bottle opener. Well shit brother, I knew what to do. Breath was held as I took my boot and beat the cork right outta there. And like the questionable gent in the video demonstration, this bottle went straight to the lips without a glass. Bottoms up.