happy 2012, and a sincere go fuck yourself to 2011!!!!
so i still haven’t finished any music. so i still have piles of half-finished art. so my site still doesn’t have a store and i am working peace-of-mind-crushing jobs. so i didn’t realize half of the creative shit that i felt to be vital and soul-nourishing in much of 2011. so i’m more broke than i was in college. so what if the douche quotient in my neck o’ the woods seems to be rising to some epic, “biblical” (if you believe in that shit…) type level. so what if greed is the new black. so what if occupy wall street was more of a whimper than a scream. so what if there’s a tea party. so what if my “family” hopes i fail. so what if… oh fuck it.
i tell you this: there are still a few good people in the world. art still matters. and there is love, compassion, joy and all the things that really matter. examples? i give you david suzuki:
watch it and send a copy to everyone you know. definitely a force of nature.
next up: a truly wonderful must-read:
read it despite all the recommendations. real good shit. i wish gabrielle hamilton was my mom.
take it from your old pal, shim: 2012 is gonna be one hell of a great year. the pendulum is on the up-swing and although i can’t guarantee bliss for all, the 1% is shitting their powder wigs and things are changing for the better. to quote ani difranco’s “coming up”:
but I love this city, this state
this country is too large
and whoever’s in charge up there
had better take the elevator down
and put more than change in our cup
or else we
are coming
up
forgive me, jurgen, if i can’t remember how to do the umlaut thingy but this floaty beautiful album is just as outstanding, nonetheless…made in the 70s yes, but this is still how we do eet!
in rainbows was/is near impossible to beat and i’m not sure if this does (don’t care) but one things for certain, these guys just keep experimenting and growing in every way.
make sure you’ve got your depends on securely or at least put down a sheet of plastic because this fucking comic tsunami will make you laugh so hard you’ll probably pee yourself. i give you, doug stanhope, (probably) the funniest man alive:
i just love it when dark music dudes are all “fuck it, let’s get DARK!” well, maybe tim burton should start a modern dance troupe and hire this cat. k-k-k-kreng’s grimoire. a golden shade of black.
so you’ve got some fucking nasty ass red hornets/wasps or whatever the fuck they are, dat won’t take NO for an answer, trying to set up shop in your goddamn hallway uninvited: well FUCK DEM!! get out the natch orange oil based insecticide, put this shit on LOUD and send those bitchez back to hades!!! this is MY hallway!! you wasps no pay rent here!!!!!!
i ask you: after a round of slaying, what the frudge is better than HAPPY HOUR?!?! unfortunately titled, but still goes down so smoov, you fucking assassin you.
yeah, so besides being a fucking god-like bass player and composer, mr. mingus is also responsible for crafting one of my fav jazz piano albums of all times. chuck this on one late night after the party is winding down or some lazy sunday and see if it doesn’t become one of your staples. i wager it will. y’heard!
i’m just gonna go right ahead and say it: bill hicks is definitely one of the top 5 comics of all time. and if you don’t agree, well, at least you’ll have george bush and all your hannah montana records to keep you totally fucked.
no wonder fucking denis leary stole EVERYTHING from bill.
i thought i was going to hate this more than circque du so lame ass-fucking the beatles to death. SURPRISE!! i loved this flik and if you love the one and only bill hicks, chances are you will too.
