I think it may be false, as it implies that this blog was on the rails in the first place.
Saturday, July 11, 2009
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Friday, May 1, 2009
Monday, April 27, 2009
What might be the GOAT of movies
The Expendables
Heard of it? You should have. Here is the basic plot (from imdb)
A team of mercenaries head to South America on a mission to overthrow a dictator.
Yea, that's it. And that's obviously not the only reason I'm excited about this movie.
First of all, it's written and directed by one Mr. Sly Stallone. Until somewhat recently, I'd kinda stopped caring about Mr. Stallone. Then came Rocky Balboa and Rambo. It seems that Stallone has again regained the knack of entertaining audiences.
Then there's the cast.
Holy shit.
First of all, we have the man that apparently can never die, even if you replace his heart with a battery, Mr. Jason Statham. Introduced to most of us in Snatch, unless of course you were one of the more "hip" kids from my era who saw Lock, Stock... before Snatch came out. There's sure to be a fair amount of his trademark hissing gravel through clenched teeth, and maybe even a ridiculous car chase or two.
Secondly, we have the recently rediscovered Mickey Rourke, trying to pull a Lazarus on his career (and honestly, while I'm excited for this movie, this is probably not the vehicle to cement yourself for a place of honor in the Academy, but if he didn't get it for The Wrestler, he'll probably never get it, so fuck it). I'm hoping for a kind of performance a la his Sin City character, psychotic punisher of men. We'll see.
Thirdly, and another Sin City alum, we have Brittany Murphy, pictured here:
I don't think I've ever seen her in a live-action role besides Sin City, but I enjoyed looking at her then, and I'll probably enjoy looking at her in this one too.
As a side note, have you seen the voice actress that plays Bobby Hill?
I'd like to think I wouldn't be attracted to the voice of Bobby Hill, but...here we are.
Fourthly...you know what, I'm just gonna start naming names: Dolph "I Must Break You" Lundgren, Danny "Tattooed Mexican Badass Who Loves Knives" Trejo, Jet "I Thought He Wasn't Making Any More Movies?" Li, and "Stone Cold" Steve Austin.
Rounding out the cast happens to be former NFL player Terry Crews, who will be forever tattooed in my brain as PRESIDENT CAMACHO:
Fuck yes.
Finally, the last person I'll talk about is Arnold Schwarzenegger, who will be playing the role of....drumroll....Governor Arnold Schwarzenegger!
If this movie is bad I will vomit my testicles out of my mouth in disappointment.
Now that we're done here, you should go check out Texts From Last Night and Yahoo Answers, where you might find such jewels as this one.
Heard of it? You should have. Here is the basic plot (from imdb)
A team of mercenaries head to South America on a mission to overthrow a dictator.
Yea, that's it. And that's obviously not the only reason I'm excited about this movie.
First of all, it's written and directed by one Mr. Sly Stallone. Until somewhat recently, I'd kinda stopped caring about Mr. Stallone. Then came Rocky Balboa and Rambo. It seems that Stallone has again regained the knack of entertaining audiences.
Then there's the cast.
Holy shit.
First of all, we have the man that apparently can never die, even if you replace his heart with a battery, Mr. Jason Statham. Introduced to most of us in Snatch, unless of course you were one of the more "hip" kids from my era who saw Lock, Stock... before Snatch came out. There's sure to be a fair amount of his trademark hissing gravel through clenched teeth, and maybe even a ridiculous car chase or two.
Secondly, we have the recently rediscovered Mickey Rourke, trying to pull a Lazarus on his career (and honestly, while I'm excited for this movie, this is probably not the vehicle to cement yourself for a place of honor in the Academy, but if he didn't get it for The Wrestler, he'll probably never get it, so fuck it). I'm hoping for a kind of performance a la his Sin City character, psychotic punisher of men. We'll see.
Thirdly, and another Sin City alum, we have Brittany Murphy, pictured here:
I don't think I've ever seen her in a live-action role besides Sin City, but I enjoyed looking at her then, and I'll probably enjoy looking at her in this one too.
As a side note, have you seen the voice actress that plays Bobby Hill?
I'd like to think I wouldn't be attracted to the voice of Bobby Hill, but...here we are.
Fourthly...you know what, I'm just gonna start naming names: Dolph "I Must Break You" Lundgren, Danny "Tattooed Mexican Badass Who Loves Knives" Trejo, Jet "I Thought He Wasn't Making Any More Movies?" Li, and "Stone Cold" Steve Austin.
Rounding out the cast happens to be former NFL player Terry Crews, who will be forever tattooed in my brain as PRESIDENT CAMACHO:
Fuck yes.
Finally, the last person I'll talk about is Arnold Schwarzenegger, who will be playing the role of....drumroll....Governor Arnold Schwarzenegger!
If this movie is bad I will vomit my testicles out of my mouth in disappointment.
Now that we're done here, you should go check out Texts From Last Night and Yahoo Answers, where you might find such jewels as this one.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Friday, April 17, 2009
Vitus Tinnitus: Hero of the economy...
I've been single-handedly trying to keep the economy afloat by spending as much money as possible. Well, I guess that's not technically accurate. I usually just buy stuff from work, which is essentially giving my employer back his money. In fact, I'm mainly working for product which my employer can easily restock. So essentially, I'm only really helping one small business minutely in the payroll department.
Regardless, I've been buying me some stuff recently, like Space Ghost season 3.
Have you ever heard of Space Ghost: Coast to Coast? It's a show from The Cartoon Network that has its roots in old cartoons from Hanna-Barbera. Essentially, the writers insert these characters into an absurdist late-night talk show where they interview live-action guests. The producers interview the guest to get footage, and then the show is written around how they can edit the interview. Here are two of my favorites:
If you didn't enjoy that, you're probably not high enough.
I've also been buying a bunch of records. Surprise surprise. There's a record label based out of Portland, OR called "Mississippi Records" that puts out hard to find music for cheap. Their slogan, I believe, is "Always-Love Before Gold." Anyway, one of said records is a compilation of works from a man named Abner Jay. Abner was a one-man band that entertained in various spots around the South with his electric banjo, harmonica, kick-drum, and whatever else he had. Not afraid to touch on subjects like raunchy sex, drug use, and his many failed marriages, Abner represents a folk hero who I can get behind. While some find god and turn to shit (Dylan), others kill themselves because they're so self-tortured (Drake), Abner stayed true and performed until his death in the early 90s. Here's a song from the Mississippi Records release The True Story Of Abner Jay:
Unfortunately for many of my friends, Mississippi Records only release titles on LP or cassette. So you guys are just gonna have to jump on the wave of vinyl resurgence and get yourselves a turntable. I've got a nice slipmat you can use:
Oh yea, I also happened to come across a used copy of this on LP:
I don't care what anyone says. I'm glad I made the purchase. Carousel is and will always be the jam. Nuts to those that say different.
File this one under "Russians Are Weird." I stumbled across this translated-to-English Russian news website for some article on cars, but there was a link on the page that seemed a bit more interesting than the article I was reading. It seems there's a new fad making the rounds in Russia where women take their photos for their social networking websites with their asses raised high off the ground while they lay on the floor. Take a look. Not only is the English translation hilarious (The[y] call it “to make Vilena-style photo"), but you gotta love the mother who has her lingerie puckered up in her ass-crack while her surely well-adjusted offspring watches on. Chances are if he grew up in America, he'd turn out something like this:
Thank god we can still pork our horses without catching the gay plague.
Speaking of foreigners, we all know that French folk can be dicks, but from time to time, they can be dicks AND funny.
Let's keep the multi-national theme going with a joke told by Sigmund Freud's late grandson, Clement:
I'll leave you all with this video, and with the reminder that you should be grateful your job will probably not kill you or leave you permanently mangled.
Regardless, I've been buying me some stuff recently, like Space Ghost season 3.
Have you ever heard of Space Ghost: Coast to Coast? It's a show from The Cartoon Network that has its roots in old cartoons from Hanna-Barbera. Essentially, the writers insert these characters into an absurdist late-night talk show where they interview live-action guests. The producers interview the guest to get footage, and then the show is written around how they can edit the interview. Here are two of my favorites:
If you didn't enjoy that, you're probably not high enough.
I've also been buying a bunch of records. Surprise surprise. There's a record label based out of Portland, OR called "Mississippi Records" that puts out hard to find music for cheap. Their slogan, I believe, is "Always-Love Before Gold." Anyway, one of said records is a compilation of works from a man named Abner Jay. Abner was a one-man band that entertained in various spots around the South with his electric banjo, harmonica, kick-drum, and whatever else he had. Not afraid to touch on subjects like raunchy sex, drug use, and his many failed marriages, Abner represents a folk hero who I can get behind. While some find god and turn to shit (Dylan), others kill themselves because they're so self-tortured (Drake), Abner stayed true and performed until his death in the early 90s. Here's a song from the Mississippi Records release The True Story Of Abner Jay:
Unfortunately for many of my friends, Mississippi Records only release titles on LP or cassette. So you guys are just gonna have to jump on the wave of vinyl resurgence and get yourselves a turntable. I've got a nice slipmat you can use:
Oh yea, I also happened to come across a used copy of this on LP:
I don't care what anyone says. I'm glad I made the purchase. Carousel is and will always be the jam. Nuts to those that say different.
File this one under "Russians Are Weird." I stumbled across this translated-to-English Russian news website for some article on cars, but there was a link on the page that seemed a bit more interesting than the article I was reading. It seems there's a new fad making the rounds in Russia where women take their photos for their social networking websites with their asses raised high off the ground while they lay on the floor. Take a look. Not only is the English translation hilarious (The[y] call it “to make Vilena-style photo"), but you gotta love the mother who has her lingerie puckered up in her ass-crack while her surely well-adjusted offspring watches on. Chances are if he grew up in America, he'd turn out something like this:
Thank god we can still pork our horses without catching the gay plague.
Speaking of foreigners, we all know that French folk can be dicks, but from time to time, they can be dicks AND funny.
Let's keep the multi-national theme going with a joke told by Sigmund Freud's late grandson, Clement:
I'll leave you all with this video, and with the reminder that you should be grateful your job will probably not kill you or leave you permanently mangled.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
SUCK ON THAT, FEBRUARY!!!!
So no posts for February. Whatever, things have been busy.
Let me give you a bit of a run-down on what I've been listening to lately.
My Bloody Valentine - Isn't Anything
This is MBV's debut full length, the one that comes before the much-lauded Loveless. At this point in time, I'm still not sure which one I would prefer. This song, however, is the jam. Just the right mix of melody and tension. Beautiful.
Newtown Neurotics - Kickstarting A Backfiring Nation
I honestly don't know a whole hell of a lot about this band other than they're a post-punk outfit out of Britain in the 80s and 90s. I first heard them when I was at some sort of flophouse commune in Nashville, saying goodbye to my flophouse commune buddies before I left for Austin. Some dude who was chillin' out to the max was jamming these guys, and I asked him who he was playing. After 3 full minutes of him being a drug-addled hippie, talking about things I had no interest in, he finally made with the name. I had kinda forgotten about it for awhile, but I ended up dredging up the name in the past couple of weeks and I'm glad I did. I'm not a huge post-punk guy, but they mix more than enough pop into their shit that I can dig it.
Mi Ami - Watersports
Mi Ami is the new band from former Black Eyes members Daniel Martin-McCormick and Jacob Long. I in fact saw them on Tuesday and I believe I still have tinnitus from it. They have a dub-influenced rhythm section and...well, the guitars and vocals sound like banshees on meth. Imagine if you will, a train chugging along some tracks while the world is breaking apart all around it and you might have an idea of what this act sounds like. Fans of Black Eyes should be DTF.
Pains Of Being Pure At Heart - s/t
This is a new buzz band, but I like it. I also like it in despite of it being that lo-fi pop nonsense that is a craze nowadays. Wavves? Blank Dogs? Fuck no. But POBPAH here does it for me for some reason. They will also be playing an in-store at Waterloo during our SXSW festivities.
Propagandhi - Supporting Caste
I had actually written off Propagandhi after their last release didn't really do it for me, but this one brought back my faith. Don't really have all that much to say aboot it actually, just take a listen, eh?
Ben Nichols - Last Pale Light In The West
Ben Nichols is the front man for alt-country band Lucero. Coming from a punk background (for some reason, lots of white boys from Memphis enjoy the punk), Nichols has a country twang in his voice, accented by the gravel that some post-hardcore (read: Hot Water Music/Small Brown Bike/Leatherface)inject into their vocals. This particular record is a concept album based upon Cormac McCarthy's novel Blood Meridian. For some, this is a perfect storm of awesome. Hopefully they'll put that shit out on wax sometime soon.
That's all I'll post for right now. Have yourselves a nice weekend.
Let me give you a bit of a run-down on what I've been listening to lately.
My Bloody Valentine - Isn't Anything
This is MBV's debut full length, the one that comes before the much-lauded Loveless. At this point in time, I'm still not sure which one I would prefer. This song, however, is the jam. Just the right mix of melody and tension. Beautiful.
Newtown Neurotics - Kickstarting A Backfiring Nation
I honestly don't know a whole hell of a lot about this band other than they're a post-punk outfit out of Britain in the 80s and 90s. I first heard them when I was at some sort of flophouse commune in Nashville, saying goodbye to my flophouse commune buddies before I left for Austin. Some dude who was chillin' out to the max was jamming these guys, and I asked him who he was playing. After 3 full minutes of him being a drug-addled hippie, talking about things I had no interest in, he finally made with the name. I had kinda forgotten about it for awhile, but I ended up dredging up the name in the past couple of weeks and I'm glad I did. I'm not a huge post-punk guy, but they mix more than enough pop into their shit that I can dig it.
Mi Ami - Watersports
Mi Ami is the new band from former Black Eyes members Daniel Martin-McCormick and Jacob Long. I in fact saw them on Tuesday and I believe I still have tinnitus from it. They have a dub-influenced rhythm section and...well, the guitars and vocals sound like banshees on meth. Imagine if you will, a train chugging along some tracks while the world is breaking apart all around it and you might have an idea of what this act sounds like. Fans of Black Eyes should be DTF.
Pains Of Being Pure At Heart - s/t
This is a new buzz band, but I like it. I also like it in despite of it being that lo-fi pop nonsense that is a craze nowadays. Wavves? Blank Dogs? Fuck no. But POBPAH here does it for me for some reason. They will also be playing an in-store at Waterloo during our SXSW festivities.
Propagandhi - Supporting Caste
I had actually written off Propagandhi after their last release didn't really do it for me, but this one brought back my faith. Don't really have all that much to say aboot it actually, just take a listen, eh?
Ben Nichols - Last Pale Light In The West
Ben Nichols is the front man for alt-country band Lucero. Coming from a punk background (for some reason, lots of white boys from Memphis enjoy the punk), Nichols has a country twang in his voice, accented by the gravel that some post-hardcore (read: Hot Water Music/Small Brown Bike/Leatherface)inject into their vocals. This particular record is a concept album based upon Cormac McCarthy's novel Blood Meridian. For some, this is a perfect storm of awesome. Hopefully they'll put that shit out on wax sometime soon.
That's all I'll post for right now. Have yourselves a nice weekend.
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