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5Mar/13Off

Doop di Tooozday

Heavy shit I've been writing! Maybe something less heavy today. Media consumption perhaps?

I read the Cormac McCarthy book The Road, which was made into a movie starring Viggo Mortensen (Mac from Sunny: "VIRGO MORTENSTEIN!"[punches a girl in the face]) . I liked the book fine, it was a bit brutal. But knowing Viggo was in it, and making the character in the book look like him, was tough in my brain because I haven't seen the movie, I just know he was in it. So while I mentally invented the kid from whole cloth, I had to use Aragorn to stand in for the man, which made for some odd moments in the story, in my head anyway.

Fig. 1

I've begun watching a series on Netflix called "Lost Girl". It's possibly the worst show ever. Take the cheesiness of Buffy the Vampire Slayer and remove the charm of the writing, replace that with awkward Canadians trying to act like wise-cracking Americans (but oooh how they struggle not to apologize every time they insult each other!). Sprinkle liberal doses of side-boob, butts, and near-Cinemax-level sex scenes (they refuse to show a nipple for some reason, on a female at least, but everything short of full frontal seems to fly), and for some reason I can't stop watching. Luckily there's only two seasons on Netflix and I'm almost done, the fever will run its course. One redeeming quality is the sidekick chick Kenzi. She hits my right in the golly-she's-pretty areas. No officer not the bathing suit areas. I've always been a sucker for the waify big eyed lots of eyeliner type. See Fig. 1.

I started re-reading The Kraken by China Miéville (still no idea how to spell that dirty Marxist's name). Still as enjoyable as I remember. You go, Mee-yeh-ville? My-ay-vee? My-vile?

The second book in Justin Cronin's Passage series is out. I'm going to wait a bit to get it, I don't have money to spend $18 on an ebook right now. I may re-read the first one, too. That story was pretty funky if I remember correctly, with like a hundred years just popping up between chapters at one point. I will report!

Here's a song for Nikki.

 

Daydreaming

Middle Brother

Middle Brother

Early in the morning too hungover to go back to sleep.

Every sound is amplified, every light so dizzying.

Listen for a while to the neighbors having sex

Wishing I could lay my aching head upon your breast.

 

Can't I dream another dream?

Can't I close my eyes and wander back to sleep?

 

But I'm daydreaming about you.

I know that it's wrong.

That I'm daydreaming about you

Cuz I've been daydreaming for so long.

 

A Bloody Mary afternoon, waste my time out in the sun.

Hum myself some melodies, maybe I can sing you one.

Maybe I could find you sitting down at the cafe.

Maybe I could join you at your table today.

 

Can't I just get what I want?

Can't I be the man that steals away your heart?

 

But I'm daydreaming about you.

I know that it's wrong.

That I'm daydreaming about you.

I've been daydreaming for so long.

Yeah, I've been daydreaming for so long.

 

Later in the evening take the bus down and see the show.

He'll be behind the bar. I'll get a beer, leave a tip and lay low.

I'm just a kid that gets his drinks from you

And stands around and doesn't have a clue.

 

Can't I hold you close to me?

Can't I ever say to you just what I mean?

 

But I'm daydreaming about you.

I know that it's wrong

That I'm daydreaming about you.

Cuz I've been daydreaming for so long.

Oh yeah, I've been daydreaming for so long.

 

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14Feb/13Off

Wednesday day

I went over to my grandfather's old place this morning to help my mom move things. Apparently my great aunt or what your grandpa's sister is had been staying there for the last couple years after he passed away and had basically left it a ruin, cat claw marks everywhere, fridge is broken, blah blah blah. She was going to stay for four months. Anyway, we went through a lot of stuff, I took pics of all of it. My mom wanted to share the pics to see if anyone wanted any mementos or anything. Then we started bagging things up and boxing em. There's a ficus on the back porch I got my eye on. Found a couple fishing reels I took with me too, and some fridge magnets. Forgot the sailboat painting. I want that sailboat painting.

Then I got home, did a few emails and worky things, and did almost an hour on the old eliptical. I'm feeling pretty ok, not terrible. Three days in a row of about an hour of moderate exercise. Let's make it four tomorrow.

I learned how to play "Infinite Arms" by Band of Horses on guitar also.

Just the chords, not the dreamy parts.

I had a dream
I had a dream
That I was your neighbor
About to give birth
And then everything
Was really hurt
And I was so lonely
I didn't see It's like
Living in a movie
Twisting the plot
My friends and family
The little things I've got, I've got

When my thoughts drift to youI love the morning

I like to listen
To 4am birdies
Begging to feed
Now there's something here before me
A figure, I think
Isn't there a warning
Or something to drink
My god, my god

When my thoughts drift to you

These mended bones
The storms approach
Ever so slowly
Out on the sea
There's an animal below me
Lack of control
Others came before me
Others to come, to come

When my thoughts drift to you

F, Em7 repeats for the verses
then G, Am, Bm, C for the "when my thoughts drift to you part. There's two times they do the drift chorus twice, and between you go back to the F for a few strums before it's G time again. The last one you play slowing down. What do they call that in musicality-based societies?

10Nov/110

poot

Two posts in one day? What the fuck!

Primus
"The Toys Go Winding Down"
Frizzle Fry

An overaged boy of thirty-nine has left the wing today
The first time in his life he's made that step
Benumbed by the society and plagued by insecurity
He's entered in a race that must be won
One of the animals has left its cage today
In search of better things so it seems to be
But in this land of polyurethane
Things are apt to get a bit hot
As the toys go winding down
C.G. the Mexican is a friend of mine
We used to sit around the house watching Evil Dead
Talking about the way it used to be
We used to pull the stripers out of San Pablo Bay
Now the delta waters go down So. Cal
And the stripers start to fade away
It's pudding time!
It's pudding time!
As the toys go winding down.

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16Aug/110

poot

The Pogues
Dirty Old Town
Rum, Sodomy and the Lash

I met my love by the gas works wall
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
I Kissed my girl by the factory wall
Dirty old town
Dirty old town

Clouds are drifting across the moon
Cats are prowling on their beat
Spring's a girl from the streets at night
Dirty old town
Dirty old town

I Heard a siren from the docks
Saw a train set the night on fire
I Smelled the spring on the smoky wind
Dirty old town
Dirty old town

I'm gonna make me a big sharp axe
Shining steel tempered in the fire
I'll chop you down like an old dead tree
Dirty old town
Dirty old town

I met my love by the gas works wall
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
I kissed my girl by the factory wall
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
Dirty old town

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20May/110

Cats in a Bowl

Dinosaur Jr
Cats In A Bowl
Dinosaur

Scrape along the sidewalk
Looking for a face
Had to get out of my room for a bit
Tension is in town and I'm ready to quit

Can't fall out of this hole
It's just like cats in a bowl
And I can't climb out of this hole
It's just like cats in a bowl

See the same old hares
Running to the same old holes
Price of liquorice has doubled
Teetering, would it finally fall

Can't climb out of this hole
It's just like cats in a bowl
And I can't climb out of this hole
It's just like cats in a bowl

Ever changing scenery
Drifting this town
Even if I leave
Someone just like me
Popped out of the ground

Loose thoughts go, he slits his hand
They'll be a problem well, ride it
Gathering, giggling, staggering
Hoping, it has been left from last night

Scrape along the sidewalk
Looking for a face
Had to get out of my room for a bit
Tension is in town and I'm ready to quit

Can't fall out of this hole
It's just like cats in a bowl
And I can't climb out of this hole
It's just like cats in a bowl

See the same old hares
Running to the same old holes
Price of liquorice has doubled
Teetering, would it finally fall

Can't climb out of this hole
It's just like cats in a bowl
And I can't climb out of this hole
It's just like cats in a
Just like cats in a bowl

Nowhere to run
Every town's the same
So keep on running along
Hope the sidewalk won't break for me

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15Feb/110

mc chris – apple tummy (p00t)

Somehow I missed the fact that he released a whole album of remixes , covers, and a couple new ones for free 2 years ago (scroll down). What the fuck? I often manage to miss news from artists I love. It's a major character flaw among many.

mc chris

"mc chris ownz"

mc chris ownz
I wanna go to an mc chris show
But he doesn't tour, so in the meantime
I'm gonna memorize all of his rhymes

I spell word with a three
Name's MC
Other rappers flow weak
Like window unit AC's

Latinas on my penis
Japanese on they knees
I love all the ladies
As long as they eighteen

I got bling up the ying
A plethora of Porsches
I'll say anything
'Cause my mouth is remorseless

Even the source says
My hip hop's a vortex
Leave horseheads on doorsteps
My mic checks cost Corvettes

The strobe light explodes white
As I step on the floor
The barkeep knows the code
So he throws me a Stroh's

Weak MC's decompose
'Cause they know I can flow
Like Wesell comma Zam
Through Coruscant corridors

Humidors filled with stoges
Filled with dro
Like Nine-Oh-Two-One-Oh
Is filled with the word bro

Fuck the lexicon of octagons
I'm all about go
These amateurs got catheders
I'm all about prose by pros

mc chris ownz
I wanna go to an mc chris show
But he doesn't tour, so in the meantime
I'm gonna memorize all of his rhymes

I'm lit like a branch davidian
Or what's left of the lithium
In Cobain's cranium
I fill Wembly Stadium

Once bitten, twice shy
Call it pyromania
When I roll up in Kashyyyk

I roll three Jedi's deep
The fleet of peeps that I creep
All got vest's underneath

There's no need to believe
In the heat that I keep
Or the swears that I *bleep*
Of the heiresses I freak

It's embarrassing to me
I'm like kerosene it seems
Or D-R-E-W B with incendiary schemes
Blowin' up, makin' cream

I am just like Howard Dean
When I scream
I get red
I get mean

Can't believe you be buying
What I be shucking and jiving
Fuck it if I am the next big thing
With promotional tie-ins

I am just cartoon making rapper
You think I'm lying
Everybody bust a move
Like it is that rave in Zion

My self aggrandizing and deprecation
Keeps 'em guessing
Call me venus flytrap
'Cause my DJ's Howard Hessman

Word 'em up, yo
Word 'em up, yo
I just let the rap game
Out of a choke hold

mc chris ownz
I wanna go to an mc chris show
But he doesn't tour, so in the meantime
I'm gonna memorize all of his rhymes

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3Feb/110

p00t

Hotel_Yorba_Video_Pic

In honor of the death of the White Stripes, at least until their triumphant & lucrative reunion tour in four years. Or if not a tour, at least Coachella.

The White Stripes

Hotel Yorba

I was watching
with one eye on the other side
I had fifteen people telling me to move
I got moving on my mind
I found shelter
In some thoughts turning wheels around
I said 39 times that I love you
to the beauty I had found

Well its 1 2 3 4
take the elevator
at the hotel yorba
I'll be glad to see you later
all they got inside is vacancy

I been thinking
of a little place down by the lake
they got a dirty little road leading up to the house
I wonder how long it will take till we're alone
sitting on the front porch of that home
stomping our feet on the wooden boards
never gonna worry about locking the door

Well its 1 2 3 4
take the elevator
at the hotel yorba
I'll be glad to see you later
all they got inside is vacancy

You'll prob'ly say I'm silly
think childish thoughts like these
but I'm so tired of acting tough
and i'm gonna do as i please
Let's get married
in a big cathedral by a priest
coz if i'm the man you love the most
you can say i do at least

And its 4 5 6 7
grab your umbrella
grab hold of me
cause I'm your favorite fella
all they got inside is vacancy

22Oct/090

poot


I haven't pooted in a while

Nick Drake
Which Will
Pink Moon

Which will you go for
Which will you love
Which will you choose from
From the stars above
Which will you answer
Which will you call
Which will you take for
For your one and all
And tell me now
Which will you love the best.

Which do you dance for
Which makes you shine
Which will you choose now
If you won't choose mine
Which will you hope for
Which can it be
Which will you take now
If you won't take me
And tell me now
Which will you love the best.


Cute video with a monkey.

Sebadoh covers Pink Moon. Different song, but I love Sebadoh.

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12Jun/090

poot


Rage Against the Machine
Without a Face

Got no card so I got no soul
life is prison no parole no control
jura got my number on a wire tap'
cuz I jack for similac' fuck a cadilac survive
one motive no hope
cuz every sidewalk I walk is like a tight rope
yes i know my deadline sire- when my life expires
so I'm sendin paper south under the barb wire
the mother of my child'll loose her mind at my grave
it's my life for their life
so call it a free trade
"Por Vida" and my name upon a stall
I took a death trip
when I tried to cross tha white wall

Walk unseen past tha graves and tha gates
born without a face
One more with no hope, uhh
Born without a face
Walk unseen past tha graves and tha gates
born without a face
One more with no hope, uhh (yeah check it)
Without a face

Yeah, tried to look back to the past long lost
a blood donor to the landowner holocaust
pops heart stopped
in came the airdrop
flooded the trench he couldn't take the toxic shock
maize was all we needed to sustain
now her golden skin burns, insecticide rain
ya down wit DDT, yea you know me
I'm great for the grapes
profit for the bougoursie
war tape boomin
path is Luminoso
I'm headed north like my name was kid'Cisco
ta survive
one motive no hope
uhh, it's hard ta breathe with Wilsons hand around my throat
uhh, strangled and mangled another SS Curtain call...
when I tried ta cross the white walls

when i tried ta cross the white walls

Walk unseen past tha graves and tha gates
born without a face
One motive no hope, uhh
Born without a face
Walk unseen past tha graves and tha gates
born without a face
One motive no hope, uhh
born without a face

You say
Fortify
Reaction
You divide

an'You say
Fortify
Reaction
Reaction

an'You say
Fortify
Reaction
Reaction

You say
Fortify
Reaction
You divide

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