i just saw the best part

We're sitting in my back garden on a hot summer night, eating barbecued chicken and listening to Todd Rundgren, when a friend suddenly explodes into a rant about pop music. His argument, as far as i could follow it, went as follows: it's crap because the words are crap, pathetic adolescent poetry rather than lyrics, and so if it's all crap then you might as well listen to music that performs a function and has no pretensions whatsoever...Which is why he only bothers with house music. House music doesn't bother with words very much, and has an express goal, namely making you dance when you're off your face. That, it seems to me, is like saying that because most restaurants are very bad, one should play the percentage game, forget about trying to find the good ones and eat at McDonald's every meal."

-Nick Hornby from his critical essay on Ben Folds Five's "Smoke" found in the Penguin publication 31 Songs

beautiful oblivion staring at the barrel of a gun under a blue sky on mars

in memoriam of dearly departed blogging brethren;

q: what do you get when you put your heart in a blender?
a: a crush

also, how do you spell that word that axl rose sings before "sweet child of mine" in the guns 'n' roses song sweet child of mine of which there exists an excellent cover by dean wareham's (ex galaxie 500) luna?

and another thing, who do i have to talk to to get some bananas around here?
and another thing...shut up!
president clinton, i figured if anyone knew how to get some bananas around here, it'd be you.

riddle me this: personal, obtuse or sleep deprived? impenetrable complexity or nonsense? additionally, could this post confound your mother who, as we both know, is ... je ne sais quoi? and finally, when did you become anonymous? or, perhaps, when did i?

instead of running, stay and keep it coming

"there are those who look at things the way they are, and ask why... i dream of things that never were and ask why not"

"There's a war on imagination at the moment, led by the US government, a war against imaginative and complex responses to things. There were imaginative and complex responses to the Iraq situation from everyone from church to academics, but they chose to ignore them and go to war. Mind you, in one way you have to admire Bush. He is actually himself a radical and imaginative president. He's imagined the world as a worse place and made it that way."

-Matthew Herbert aka doctor rockit aka radioboy aka wishmountain

in the Guardian on Saturday May 27 this year

mmm....contemporary

'cuz there's nothing else to do

there are nights when i think that sal paradise was right.
boys and girls in america have such a sad time together.
sucking off each other at the demonstrations.
making sure their makeup's straight.
crushing one another with collossal expectations.
dependent, undisciplined, sleeping late.

she was a really cool kisser and she wasn't all that strict of
a christian.
she was a damn good dancer but she wasn't all that great of a
girlfriend.
he likes the warm feeling but he's tired of all the
dehydration.
most nights were crystal clear but tonite its like it's stuck
between stations
on the radio.

the devil and john berryman took a walk together
they ended up on washington talking to the river
he said "I surrounded myself with doctors and deep thinkers
but big heads with soft bodies make for lousy lovers".
there was that night that we thought that john berryman could
fly.but he didnt so he died.
she said "you're pretty good with words but words won't save
your life"
and they didn't so he died.

he was drunk and exhausted but he was critically acclaimed and
respected.
he loved the golden gophers but he hated all the drawn out
winters.
he likes the warm feeling but he's tired of all the
dehydration.
most nights were kind of fuzzy but that last night he had
total retention.

these twin city kisses.
sound like clicks and hisses.
and we all come down and drown in the mississippi river.

we drink
we dry up.
we crumble into dust.

we get wet we corrode
we get covered in rust.

-lyrics by Craig Finn on the Hold Steady track "Stuck BETWEEN Stations" from their third album boys and girls in America

musing #1

if lee harding did something credible, would that be selling out?

oh boy do i

remember that time you attended belle & sebastian...?

you wore a t-shirt that said "SUITABLY AFFECTED"

the 99th percentile

Pure Nerd
60 % Nerd, 30% Geek, 34% Dork

For The Record:
A Nerd is someone who is passionate about learning/being smart/academia.
A Geek is someone who is passionate about some particular area or subject, often an obscure or difficult one.
A Dork is someone who has difficulty with common social expectations/interactions.
You scored better than half in Nerd, earning you the title of:
Pure Nerd.

The times, they are a-changing. It used to be that being exceptionally smart led to being unpopular, which would ultimately lead to picking up all of the traits and tendences associated with the "dork." No-longer. Being smart isn't as socially crippling as it once was, and even more so as you get older: eventually being a Pure Nerd will likely be replaced with the following label: Purely Successful.

Congratulations!

My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:

You scored higher than 99% on nerdiness

You scored higher than 99% on geekosity

You scored higher than 99% on dork points

evil and inhuman

a conversation i had today:

me: the pope is infallible on matters of faith
somebody else: is this a matter of faith?
me: i think it is

genius

from the mind that gave you ithoughtofitdotinfo, the spiritual home of i thoughofitdotcom, has anyone thought of auditioning for australian idol and performing tamara jaber's (ex scandal'us) ooh aah as released on king kyle records. i imagine the exhange going something like this:

auditoner: ooh aah i lost my bra / i left my knickers in my boyfriend's car
kyle sandilands: well, that was shit
auditioner: yes, yes it was

some of my best friends are...

"it's okay, i'll translate," red symons when interviewing lord mayor john so on the 171st anniversary of the founding of melbourne...

in english.

"the terrorist has got another one," dean jones upon hashim amla, south african batsman, taking a catch to dismiss kumar sangakkara in a test match between south africa and sri lanka in colombo...

whilst playing cricket.

gentlemen, all