Yes, the Editors has recently done his part to help beat back the great Muslimexican demographic offensive that has Mark Steyn in a perpetual state of soggy drawers.
So, is this “baby” doing much besides crying, sleeping, eating, pooping, and peeing?
Is it playing soccer, volleyball, baseball, basketball, riding horses, running track, in Cub Scouts, youth theater, and choir? Does it have a science fair project due next week?
Yes, the Editors has recently done his part to help beat back the great Muslimexican demographic offensive that has Mark Steyn in a perpetual state of soggy drawers.
Actually, SHE did “the hard part”, if you know what I’m saying! And I think you do! I think you know EXACTLY what I’m talking about! Aw, yee-ah!
(SPOILER: I am talking about my penis.)
Either that or he was the passive party in a 3 way. I don’t know which is more disappointing.
If the 3 way was with a Moslem and a Mexican?
I’m just saying the fur suit did the hard work. The 3-way was me (“Chuckles the Randy Sea Cucumber”), Maria la Gata Puta Muy Descarada, and the Ayatollah Mr. Mole-ah. And, for the record, I don’t know what “party” I was, or who did what to whom, because my headpiece got turned around and I ended up passing out from oxygen deprivation. Michael Hutchence was on to something. Now don’t YOU look the fool for your presumptive fursecution?
And I don’t mean to brag, but unless we’ve been intimate, you don’t know the first thing about disappointing.
Yep Lou Reed totally kicks everybody’s ass.
Specially at this period.
He had to take a swig from a friggin’ Dewar of liquid N2, because ya know, he had to keep hisself cool.
“Yep Lou Reed totally kicks everybody’s ass.
Specially at this period.”
Now, now. This was right about the time he recorded Metal Machine Music, right?
I was resisting posting this before, but now that someone has gushed, let’s all bring ourselves back to earth with this parody of VU, from the brilliant Alberto y Los Trios Paranoias. (their Snuff Rock punk videos are hilarious, too)
Right about the time of Rock n Roll Animal, and Berlin, yes, oh yeah and the extra stuff on Lou Reed Live ‘Extended Versions’ *Priceless Recordings*, inc, which you can find on Amazon. Anyhow I remember those days well, when, in H.S., there was either Southern Rock or Ted Nugent on the one hand, or there was David Bowie and Lou Reed on the other. I was one of the ‘weirdo’s’ who preferred the latter to the former crappola. And disco was beginning to take off, too.
Nor did I escape taking a good deal of shite for my ‘queerish’ tastes. Ironically enough, seeing as how Molly Hatchet and Journey and Commander Cody are just soooooo well critically regarded nowadays.
And I apologize for not having been born to parents who could raise me in that cultural Mecca of Manchester England, not to mention New York or Boston or LA or Chicago.
Yet when I went to grad school in Baltimore I managed to see a few good bands that maybe you have never heard of either.
In a place called the Marble Bar, which was legendary in punk rock circles at the time.
as in these guys still active I see:
Sorry if I came off as snobbish, secondharmonic, it’s all meant in fun. I grew up in a cultural desert, too, NE indiana, late 70s. I was one of the idiots listening to Nugent and Foghat, but when that scene devolved into bands like Molly Hatchet and 38 Special, which even I could see were crap, I started searching for the good stuff I’d missed, Bowie, Lou, etc. Cool that you were listening to the good stuff when it was current, and not a johnny-come-lately wanna-be like me. I didn’t discover the Albertos until last summer, when I joined a Bonzo Dog fan site.
Over the last couple of years, I’ve found a whole lotta cool but forgotten music via the wonder of the internet. Check out my collection on soulseek, user flagellant, if anyone is curious. I have literally several hundred collectable albums of old folk, psych, prog, bluesrock, etc, all neatly labeled and organized by genre. Some of them are actually even pretty good.
S’cool grandlaff. Ya know I get I mite sensitive when it comes to the fact that I *almost* had to shed some of my blood to even like those bands. Not quite, but it was close. Being a ‘possible’ queer (even if ‘innocent’ of the charge) was no joke in H.S. Things probably only got worse for a while, I dunno.
March 17, 2009 at 12:38 am
Mr. Wainwright at his best: Rufus is a Tit Man
March 17, 2009 at 7:15 am
I don’t need you to solve my poblem, but I would like a poblano.
March 17, 2009 at 7:17 am
>Utopia tomorrow.
Nay, Utopia today
March 17, 2009 at 7:48 am
doing which is what?
I believe I may have missed something…
March 17, 2009 at 8:41 am
Make is “Love Is the Answer” and I’m yours forever.
March 17, 2009 at 10:09 am
I believe I may have missed something…
Yes, the Editors has recently done his part to help beat back the great Muslimexican demographic offensive that has Mark Steyn in a perpetual state of soggy drawers.
March 17, 2009 at 10:09 am
So, is this “baby” doing much besides crying, sleeping, eating, pooping, and peeing?
Is it playing soccer, volleyball, baseball, basketball, riding horses, running track, in Cub Scouts, youth theater, and choir? Does it have a science fair project due next week?
I didn’t think so.
Eds, just you wait, young bucko.
March 17, 2009 at 11:08 am
Welllll, less than you might think, actually.
March 17, 2009 at 12:14 pm
You mean The Claw is … one of those?
March 17, 2009 at 12:19 pm
Welllll, less than you might think, actually.
Nonsense. You did the hard part.
March 17, 2009 at 12:46 pm
Holy crap, are you saying the kid’s a Moslem?
March 17, 2009 at 1:12 pm
curv3ball:
Either that or he was the passive party in a 3 way. I don’t know which is more disappointing.
March 17, 2009 at 1:33 pm
If the 3 way was with a Moslem and a Mexican?
March 17, 2009 at 1:42 pm
Welllll, less than you might think, actually
No, pretty clear on the process, but you can make it up now.
Congratulations.
March 17, 2009 at 2:50 pm
You’ll be needing some Dan Zanes, music for kids that won’t drive their parents insane:
March 17, 2009 at 6:55 pm
You did the hard part.
Actually, SHE did “the hard part”, if you know what I’m saying! And I think you do! I think you know EXACTLY what I’m talking about! Aw, yee-ah!
(SPOILER: I am talking about my penis.)
Either that or he was the passive party in a 3 way. I don’t know which is more disappointing.
If the 3 way was with a Moslem and a Mexican?
I’m just saying the fur suit did the hard work. The 3-way was me (“Chuckles the Randy Sea Cucumber”), Maria la Gata Puta Muy Descarada, and the Ayatollah Mr. Mole-ah. And, for the record, I don’t know what “party” I was, or who did what to whom, because my headpiece got turned around and I ended up passing out from oxygen deprivation. Michael Hutchence was on to something. Now don’t YOU look the fool for your presumptive fursecution?
And I don’t mean to brag, but unless we’ve been intimate, you don’t know the first thing about disappointing.
March 17, 2009 at 7:46 pm
Saw Lou & crew at CU in teh 80′s.
Swimming Pool Q’s, too.
“My Red Joy Stick” et al.
Glad I had earplugs.
Long time ago.
.
March 17, 2009 at 8:29 pm
OK so the editors true identity is Jeb Bush. Ok, are you happy now? You made me spill the beans.
Pretty ironic though. Suckas.
March 17, 2009 at 9:37 pm
chastened
March 17, 2009 at 11:16 pm
March 18, 2009 at 8:03 am
Yep Lou Reed totally kicks everybody’s ass.
Specially at this period.
He had to take a swig from a friggin’ Dewar of liquid N2, because ya know, he had to keep hisself cool.
March 18, 2009 at 3:09 pm
“Yep Lou Reed totally kicks everybody’s ass.
Specially at this period.”
Now, now. This was right about the time he recorded Metal Machine Music, right?
I was resisting posting this before, but now that someone has gushed, let’s all bring ourselves back to earth with this parody of VU, from the brilliant Alberto y Los Trios Paranoias. (their Snuff Rock punk videos are hilarious, too)
March 19, 2009 at 7:52 am
Right about the time of Rock n Roll Animal, and Berlin, yes, oh yeah and the extra stuff on Lou Reed Live ‘Extended Versions’ *Priceless Recordings*, inc, which you can find on Amazon. Anyhow I remember those days well, when, in H.S., there was either Southern Rock or Ted Nugent on the one hand, or there was David Bowie and Lou Reed on the other. I was one of the ‘weirdo’s’ who preferred the latter to the former crappola. And disco was beginning to take off, too.
Nor did I escape taking a good deal of shite for my ‘queerish’ tastes. Ironically enough, seeing as how Molly Hatchet and Journey and Commander Cody are just soooooo well critically regarded nowadays.
March 19, 2009 at 8:22 am
And I apologize for not having been born to parents who could raise me in that cultural Mecca of Manchester England, not to mention New York or Boston or LA or Chicago.
Yet when I went to grad school in Baltimore I managed to see a few good bands that maybe you have never heard of either.
In a place called the Marble Bar, which was legendary in punk rock circles at the time.
as in these guys still active I see:
March 19, 2009 at 9:08 am
Sorry if I came off as snobbish, secondharmonic, it’s all meant in fun. I grew up in a cultural desert, too, NE indiana, late 70s. I was one of the idiots listening to Nugent and Foghat, but when that scene devolved into bands like Molly Hatchet and 38 Special, which even I could see were crap, I started searching for the good stuff I’d missed, Bowie, Lou, etc. Cool that you were listening to the good stuff when it was current, and not a johnny-come-lately wanna-be like me. I didn’t discover the Albertos until last summer, when I joined a Bonzo Dog fan site.
Over the last couple of years, I’ve found a whole lotta cool but forgotten music via the wonder of the internet. Check out my collection on soulseek, user flagellant, if anyone is curious. I have literally several hundred collectable albums of old folk, psych, prog, bluesrock, etc, all neatly labeled and organized by genre. Some of them are actually even pretty good.
March 19, 2009 at 9:24 am
I’ve found that raising babies is a waste of time; they always fall down again. It’s better just to let them stay on a stable surface.
March 19, 2009 at 10:38 am
S’cool grandlaff. Ya know I get I mite sensitive when it comes to the fact that I *almost* had to shed some of my blood to even like those bands. Not quite, but it was close. Being a ‘possible’ queer (even if ‘innocent’ of the charge) was no joke in H.S. Things probably only got worse for a while, I dunno.