Happy 4th of July!

Some video for you on America's anniversary. Perhaps my favorite songs each by Thin White Rope and Savage Republic. The lyrics to this SR song echoed in my head many times during the previous Presidential administration. Enjoy!

Goin' to Hell, Real Fast

I'm a bad, bad, bad man for laughing my ass off about this.

Even more so for laughing at this:



Now I really, really, really have to go to the Creation Museum.

The Race Is On!

Sarah Palin just resigned as Governor of Alaska. Yeah. Just a few minutes ago, basically. And she gave a nearly incomprehensible and, I'm sure, deeply coded, speech all about it.

Go ahead, check it out, I'll wait (it's only 1:43)....Okay, here we go!

Near as I can figure it, Palin is running away from her gubernatorial responsibilities, those she was elected to fulfill by the people of the State of Alaska, because she thinks it's too hard a job to do right now. Because of the "new political environment."

"New political environment." Translation: I'm quitting because of Obama and the bad, bad, bad things he's doing - Obama is forcing me to quit. It's all Obama's fault. Blame Obama. Sarah in 2012! (BUY MY BOOK! BUY MY BOOK! You know, the one that I couldn't write and make money from while still governor? Yeah, that one.)

I think she intends to set herself up for the next few years as the ultimate political outsider, willing to sacrifice all for the good of the (white) people in the fight against evil (aka "That one!"). Things is gonna get even uglier, kids.

I think Little Miss Hitler just threw down the glove.

Big Bang BOOM!!!

I know our local fireworks display won't top this action:



Happy 4th of July weekend, fellow Amerikans and all foreign-type folks everywhere!

PHASE IV! PHASE IV! We're All Gonna Die!!!

I knew it! I always knew it would be the goddamn ants that do us in. Be afraid, be very afraid...

(Phase IV scared the crap out me when I was ten years old. To a ten year old, it seemed very plausible, indeed. I even read the novelization by Barry Malzberg. You should read some Malzberg if you haven't, btw. Great writer, totally overlooked and undervalued by the majority of science fiction fans, but very cool and weird and depressing and highly literate and so twisted that even science fiction's ghetto which can embrace much has trouble with Malzberg. That makes him worth looking for, I think. I was amazed looking at his bibliography just now; I have almost everything the man's written, fiction-wise at least plus some of the non-fiction. I had no idea I liked Malzberg that much. Go figure!)

Road Trip?

Anyone wanna join me on a visit to the Creation Museum? Wanna know what it feels like to have centuries of scientific progress thrown out with the bathwater in the name of faith? Wanna feel your very soul shrink within as you witness the evidence of religious nuttery gone mainstream?

Then let's hit the road! I'm more than half serious here, kids. If we can manage four or five willing folk who have the heart to brave the maelstrom of ignorance and fear, then I think we should do it. Whether we travel alone or together, we can meet in Petersburg, KY (is that where they make the Jelly?) and immerse ourselves in the insane for a few hours, test our mettle against the power of Biblical insanity.

A Legend Has Passed

The world musical and bizarre lost one of it's finest and strangest yesterday.

Sky "Sunlight" Saxon passed from our earthly plane Thursday. Or would he have called it Thorsday?

Sky was my first introduction to 60s psychedelia via a New Rose LP in the early 80s. One side recent psych-splatterings that blew my mind because they were so formless and wild and unlike anything I'd ever heard before. One side structured and song-centered, all organs and driving beats.

That record. I barely understood what I was hearing. (Damn, how many times have I written that on this blog!) It was like the first time, a few years later, that I heard Sonic Youth's Bad Moon Rising - a new world was born in my head. In retrospect, that old New Rose LP is not such a hot album. Pretty shitty, really. And the B-side was horribly recorded, probably demos. I tried to listen to it a few years ago and was greatly disappointed. The sounds I heard as a teen didn't exist any more on this piece of vinyl. What happened, what changes occurred in the years along the way to that record and to me - well, that's life.

And Sky had a heckuva life. Whether you loved him for The Seeds or came to him via a different path like I did, you'll miss him.

Adios, Sky! Keep on pushin' too hard, man!