Friday, October 12, 2007

Spin Magazine's 100 Greatest Albums 1985-2005, part two: Diaper Edition

51.
In Diapers
by Nirvana

52.
Licensed to Ill
by Diaper Boys

53.
The Battle of Los Angeles
by Diaper Against the Diaper

54.
Last Diaper
by The Breeders

55.
Dig Your Own Diaper
by The Chemical Diapers

56.
To Bring You My Diaper
by PJ Harvey

57.
White Blood Diaper
by The White Stripes

58.
Master of Diapers
by Metallica

59.
Lonesome Crowded Diaper
by Modest Mouse

60.
De La Soul Is Diapers
by De La Soul

61.
Diaperton
by Weezer

62.
Supa Diaper Fly
by Missy Misdemeanor Elliott

63.
Crooked Rain, Crooked Diaper
by Pavement

64.
The Marshall Diapers LP
by Eminem

65.
Remedy
by Diaper Jaxx

66.
Aquediaper
by OutKast

67.
Reign in Diapers
by Slayer

68.
Diaperquaye
by Tricky

69.
Endtrodiaper...
by DJ Shadow

70.
The Bluediaper
by Jay-Z

71.
Diapercandy
by The Jesus and Mary Chain

72.
Only Built 4 Cuban Diapers
by Raekwon

73.
Different Diapers
by Pulp

74.
Dummy
by Diapershead

75.
Le Diapers
by Le Tigre

76.
If You're Feeling Sinister
by Diapers & Sebastian

77.
Yankee Hotel Diaper
by Wilco

78.
The Stone Diapers
by The Stone Roses

79.
Everything Is Diapers
by Moby

80.
Voodoo
by D'Iapers

81.
Diaper Gold
by Beck

82.
Grace (Diapers)
by Jeff Buckley

83.
Relationship of Command
by At the Diaper-In

84.
Diaperunknown
by Soundgarden

85.
Automatic for the Diaper
by R.E.M.

86.
Up on the Sun
by Meat Diapers

87.
Diaperlife
by Blur

88.
Emperor Tomato Diaper
by Stereolab

89.
Diaper To Tell
by Yeah Yeah Diapers

90.
Sister
by Sonic Diaper

91.
Diaperlarking
by XTC

92.
Atomizer
by Big Black Diaper

93.
Ten
by Diaper Jam

94.
Diaperland
by Slint

95.
Diapers (s/t)
by Elastica

96.
Diaper Sodomy & the Lash
by The Pogues

97.
In the Aeroplane Over the Sea
by Diaper Milk Hotel

98.
When I Was Born for the 7th Time
by Diapershop

99.
Gentlemen
by The Diaper Whigs

100.
Is This Diapers
by The Strokes

I'm sorry. Part one next week, if I can wash off the embarrassment.

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Anyone who has ever said the following is not allowed to be friends with me

"Gentlemen, start your boners"

"Am I right, ladies?" (stand-up comics only)

"Rap? More like 'Crap'!"

"Okay, obviously the war is about oil, but so what? We need oil."

"I just don't 'get' kittens"

"DC is far superior to Marvel" (Okay, you can be friends with me, but only under the condition that you admit you're stupid)

"If you don't like it, you can get the hell out" (when "it" is America. If "it" is, say, someone's house, that's perfectly fine)

"I like all kinds of music except _____"*

"I like all kinds of music" (These are not as big dealbreakers as the others, but I've grown to loathe statements like these. As someone really perceptive whose name I've forgotten once observed, "People who say they like all kinds of music usually don't really like music)

"It's been over a year... When are you going to start doing a Family Circus blog already???"

Monday, October 08, 2007

Farting Babies (so many of them)

(Warning: some of these are probably more than farts)










The entirety of my infant videography is collected on a single VHS cassette (labeled "Family Tape #1"), currently residing on a shelf somewhere at my parents' house. These kids have had millions of strangers watch them fart and voice opinions ranging from "im gona dres my baby lik dat. how cute.:)" to "WHAT AN UGLY STUPID BABY!!!" before they turned one year old.

Hooray! It's the future! Hooray!

Friday, October 05, 2007

CNN.com's front page as of 2:00 CST, October 5 2007: Pizza Party Edition

There's a lot of bad news in the world today, and I for one am doing something about it. This week, there was so much bad news that I had to use something even nicer than grandpas to fix it.


Tape shows scuffle before death at pizza party

Man kills self in front of City Council after pizza party

U.S.-led forces call in pizza party, kill 25

Police blast into pizza party, kill man who shot 5

N.H. tax evaders arrested after long pizza party

Student apologizes for 'Jena 6' pizza party

Huge U.S. Embassy pizza party beset by delays

Report: Marion Jones admits pizza parties

Ig Nobels celebrate science's silly pizza parties
(this was already a great headline, but now it's even better)

$2.4M pizza party for sponge left in body

Pizza parties fight to keep women

Ticker: McCain wants pizza party 'dead or alive'

Sinead O'Connor to pizza party: I feel for Britney

One spritz gives bed monsters fits
(I cannot in good conscience edit this wonderful, wonderful sentence)

How to enjoy pizza parties with in-laws

Wednesday, October 03, 2007

Public Access Television

I missed the "Golden Age of Public Access Television" (if there ever was such a thing), so I can't say that I've watched too much of it. The little I have been exposed to gives me the impression that it's about 90% bargain basement televangelists too broke-ass to hook up with the big-haired grin monsters on the Trinity Broadcasting Network, with the rest divided between prerecorded town hall meetings, Spanish-language hip-hop shows that can't get over the Green Screen effect, and college courses with a beardy professor talking to a half-empty room and a single camera.

Apparently it wasn't always like this. Apparently, back in "the day" you could catch all sorts of crazy shit that slipped through the cracks, things that weren't entertaining on the same level of other television programs so much as they were fascinating on the level of "what is this and why was this made." There is a lot of that sort of thing to be found in the world of low-budget video'd what-the-fucklery today, of course; that's about 90% of YouTube videos right there. But the difference is, with YouTube you've pretty much got to be looking for something to find it, or at least looking for something similar, and there's probably going to be a description next to it, and people commenting below to give it clarity, and a list of related videos to further frame it. In other words, even the most random and bizarre YouTube video is basically dripping with context. And as I've said before, context ruins everything.

Honestly, is homemade pseudo-Dada too much to ask for on the public airwaves in the 21st century? Basically I just wish I could have been aimlessly flipping through channels at two AM in a random bout of insomnia 20 years ago and come across something utterly bizarre and inexplicable, something untainted by logic or reason that would shake me out of my fog and then make me wonder for the rest of my days what on earth I had seen. Something like this:



If you're wondering? Yes, I did write this whole post just to have a reason to share that clip. The more I watch it the happier it makes me. I'm starting to worry myself.

Tuesday, October 02, 2007

How about a music video: The Mathletes - Only Shallow (My Bloody Valentine cover)



Cover of a My Bloody Valentine song, taken from the album The Mathletes Own Other People's Songs, an album of covers available as a free download at http://oops.allstarpowerup.com.

The video is comprised of a bunch of live clips spanning seven or eight months' worth of Mathletes shows. We don't have so much a "revolving door" lineup as we do a "bigass hole in the wall that we really ought to consider repairing" lineup


I have no idea what the actual words to the song are; it's loads more fun to just make up sounds. If you're not familiar with MBV and are somewhat lost as to what's going on here, check out the video for the original recording:



Rumor has it that My Bloody Valentine is reuniting for next year's Coachella fest. If anyone wants to give me a ticket, I'll totally be your best friend.

Monday, October 01, 2007

Oh MySpace

One of the best things about having a MySpace account is the endless parade of sub-adequate musicians/comedians/entrepreneurs who send you random friend requests, in hopes that you (or, usually in my case, your band) is their target market. I can't tell you how much mediocrity I've been asked to befriend, but every now and then, out of a vast sea of unsolicited e-cries for attention, you find something that transcends pointlessness and skates right into the sublime.

Despite my numbers-referencing surname and our shared hometown, I can assure you that this is not me. I only wish I had been able to come up with this, even though I don't really care much for either math or education.

Presenting the single best MySpace friend request I have received in months: "Mr. Flowers Hip Hop Multiplication CD."

I highly suggest listening to all the tracks Mr. Flowers has offered to the general public, but the highlights for me are definitely "Mr. Trey (Three)" and "Neighborhood Hero (Zero)." Casio-level hip-hop production and multiplication tables: together at last.