tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511248110720963152024-03-05T12:06:36.565+08:00Pirates of the Bargain BinPantsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18036439650979196369noreply@blogger.comBlogger781125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551124811072096315.post-33245360280382147572011-04-07T12:52:00.004+08:002011-04-07T15:50:01.115+08:00British Sea Power conquering our shores finally?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.nme.com/images/blog/BritishSeaPowerNMEWkEnder02DN081110.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://static.nme.com/images/blog/BritishSeaPowerNMEWkEnder02DN081110.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>The word on the street, the air and the space-behind-my-mom's-house-where-I-occasionally-crap-in is that British Sea Power may be heading to this side of the world for shows in KL, Singapore and Bandung. Now you can of course choose not to believe me just like how I once believed that the band members were not a marauding pack of blood-thirsty devil hounds.<br /><br />Then I saw the picture above.<br /><br />Believe people, believe.<br /><br />British Sea Power - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/790585_zbxui/04%20Stunde%20Null.mp3">Stunde Null</a> (from <span style="font-style: italic;">Valhalla Dancehall</span>)The Geekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10875387054167893001noreply@blogger.com55tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551124811072096315.post-49281441657109522432011-04-07T11:58:00.002+08:002011-04-07T12:54:43.296+08:00Gig-gles: Jimmy Eat World, Singapore, 1 April 2011<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH5eV5z4k9TrK5laut8iEdGpD1YfP8WCU7G9ds0sBjDa94ZMPte-j4SzDGyUOh3qVkbCNuF995Ags1HRJMCdgyCoEgM9ld0Yah8WDc6dJL0oFnjjnDRhC_hFP-Uw-Dzf39OpDbAr92H5-P/s1600/JEW1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH5eV5z4k9TrK5laut8iEdGpD1YfP8WCU7G9ds0sBjDa94ZMPte-j4SzDGyUOh3qVkbCNuF995Ags1HRJMCdgyCoEgM9ld0Yah8WDc6dJL0oFnjjnDRhC_hFP-Uw-Dzf39OpDbAr92H5-P/s400/JEW1.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>(Courtesy of Obvious Girl)</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>So while Jimmy Eat World were performing 'Sweetness' to end their Singapore show, an epiphany suddenly hit me: I know what Jimmy wanted us to sing back to him. The secret lies in the third "whoa-oh". That particular one has some striking vocal similarities to the mating call of a parakeet, which I know because I have a parakeet named Peter, who I treat with incredible love and kindness.<br />
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So anyways, after careful, delicate consultation with Peter my pet parakeet, I managed to get him to confess what it actually means, and so I would like to finally share with the world exactly what he wrote down. It is:<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><i>I'll tell you anything! Please stop stabbing that fork down my throat!</i></div><br />
Hmmm, that does seem like a strange thing that Jimmy wants us to sing back. But I trust Peter. And he trusts me. See? Right now he's pointing that fork at me. He must be wanting to feed me! Such a good parakeet. Now just poke that piece of fried chicken won't you, and then bring the fork back up to my mou... <i>stabbbb</i>... <i>thudddd</i>.... <i>squawkkk you, you dunce!</i><br />
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Set list:<br />
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1. Bleed American<br />
2. A Praise Chorus<br />
3. My Best Theory<br />
4. Coffee And Cigarettes<br />
5. Your New Aesthetic<br />
6. Let It Happen<br />
7. Futures<br />
8. Big Casino<br />
9. Dizzy<br />
10. Action Needs An Audience<br />
11. Pain<br />
12. Get It Faster<br />
13. 23<br />
14. Evidence<br />
15. For Me This Is Heaven<br />
16. Hear You Me<br />
17. Work<br />
18. Blister<br />
19. Goodbye Sky Harbor<br />
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Encore:<br />
20. Invented<br />
21. The Middle<br />
22. Sweetness <br />
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Jimmy Eat World - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/790482_4s3jg/Jimmy%20Eat%20World%20-%20Hear%20You%20Me.mp3">Hear You Me</a> (from <i>Bleed American</i>)Pantsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18036439650979196369noreply@blogger.com33tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551124811072096315.post-47810425915021163492011-03-22T10:48:00.005+08:002011-03-22T11:03:47.413+08:00The Strokes live in Indonesia sometime in 2011?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/_/29338665/The+Strokes.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 249px;" src="http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/_/29338665/The+Strokes.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>As much as I can admit that we don't get quite as much action as Singapore does, I can at least take comfort in the fact that Singapore possibly does not get as much action as Indonesia. And you might be wondering how one can take comfort in something like that but it's really simple. It's like would I rather have my <a href="http://bollywood.rightcelebrity.com/wp-content/photos/Morena_Baccarin_3.jpg">wife</a> sleep with:<br /><br />a) Amber Heard<br />b) Conan the Barbarian<br />c) Diana Agron<br /><br />What do you think? Obvious huh? Of course it would be him.<br /><br />The Strokes - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/785133_dldty/The%20Strokes%20-%20Under%20Cover%20Of%20Darkness.mp3">Under Cover of Darkness</a> (from <span style="font-style: italic;">Angles</span>)The Geekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10875387054167893001noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551124811072096315.post-67624528402218211562011-03-18T16:04:00.005+08:002011-03-20T16:40:20.156+08:00Friday Fartwork: Radiohead's The King of Limbs<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoTX4ZpirXOS6XIwpWct0qGSQHtqTBhykWgB8_28xZ29nGa50AC938R5XmoM-PsS6g2BYNo4ccLQCOZpaMMT2AI_zMVV_5vtroJLA38wSlBRRRh5Udi14TBYrWueu_9TzECjs-hYayVqg/s1600/King+of+Limbs.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 398px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoTX4ZpirXOS6XIwpWct0qGSQHtqTBhykWgB8_28xZ29nGa50AC938R5XmoM-PsS6g2BYNo4ccLQCOZpaMMT2AI_zMVV_5vtroJLA38wSlBRRRh5Udi14TBYrWueu_9TzECjs-hYayVqg/s400/King+of+Limbs.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586072581201727074" /></a><p class="p1" style="text-align: center;">Radiohead<br /><i>The King of Limbs</i><br />(Self-released)</p><p class="p1"><br /></p><p class="p1">Today, we'll take a look at the very simple, yet deceptively complex, fartwork of Radiohead's new album <i>The King of Limbs</i>.</p> <p class="p2"><br /></p><p class="p2">A few thoughts will hit you when you first come into contact with this piece of art - and they are, by-and-large, mundane observations: What are these things? Why does one appear to have three arms (possibly just on one side) and the other doesn't? Is one a reflection of the other? Where are they and what are they feeling? And if at all, which one between these two creatures is the implied king of limbs?</p> <p class="p2"><br /></p><p class="p2">And thus we move on to the more complicated, even abstract, probings: What do the contrasting colours of these two creatures say about the colours of Thom Yorke's chakras? What's the significance of the juxtaposition between the tree details at the top of the album cover and the abstract vertical paint lines at the bottom? Is the "The King Of Limbs" typography acting as a separator to the fragmented psyche of Mr Yorke, and if so, are there any clues suggesting how this king will hold both extremes in tension?</p> <p class="p2"><br /></p><p class="p2">The key to really understanding this fartwork, however, lies not in any of the above questions but in this: Where is the band name "Radiohead" and what have these two ghouls to do with it?</p> <p class="p2"><br /></p><p class="p2">It should now become much clearer to you that the green ghoul in the background has just eaten the word "Radiohead" and has choked while trying to swallow it. That explains why he has turned green and that his eyes are wide with terror - nay, desperation! The white diagonal lines above the green ghoul's head indicates its surprise and alarm at having choked so badly.</p> <p class="p2"><br /></p><p class="p2">The other ghoul, the one in yellow, is clearly seen running away from the scene (to the left - the two brown ovals above "The" are its eyes) to get help for his friend. Look closely and you will see the urgency in his eyes, expressed through the horizontal paint daubs under each of the brown ovals. It doesn't take much to feel his determination to seek medical treatment and seek it fast. His fleeing from the scene now lends new meaning to the expression on his choking friend's face - he now fears the thought of being alone in this forest at night.</p> <p class="p2"><br /></p><p class="p2">Would Thom Yorke himself show up - much like in the video for <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vs1DX32t38c">There There</a> - and exact vengeance on this ghoul for its bandname binge? A truly chilling thought, left unanswered.</p><p class="p2"><br /></p><p class="p2">Radiohead - <a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?97rlxuwlhqg9x">Feral</a> (from the album <i>The King of Limbs</i>)</p>Genusfroghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13787803768343960937noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551124811072096315.post-25396962685074358412011-03-17T11:45:00.003+08:002011-03-17T13:50:54.096+08:00This Week's Track 9: Hope Sandoval and the Warm Inventions - Bavarian Fruit Bread<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.starpulse.com/Photos/Previews/Hope-Sandoval-r02.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 401px; height: 304px;" src="http://images.starpulse.com/Photos/Previews/Hope-Sandoval-r02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Ah nothing like an exotic bread. I mean, Bavarian fruit bread may sound somewhat exciting but it's not even half as exciting as some of the bread I love to eat for breakfast. What kind? Well, there's the Arizonian jackalope butt bun. Oh oh and of course the Dagobah Yoda dentures bread. The last one has a real zing to it. Makes me want to speak in passive voice.<br /><br />Hope Sandoval and the Warm Inventions - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/783507_yheky/09%20-%20Bavarian%20Fruit%20Bread.mp3">Bavarian Fruit Bread</a> (from <span style="font-style: italic;">Bavarian Fruit Bread</span>)The Geekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10875387054167893001noreply@blogger.com48tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551124811072096315.post-55595075662026269682011-01-21T15:17:00.005+08:002011-03-17T11:45:40.017+08:00Bob Dylan Live in Singapore: Timbre: Rock & Roots on April 15 & 16<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s11.allstarpics.net/images/orig/u/m/umurd4obaibfabbd.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://s11.allstarpics.net/images/orig/u/m/umurd4obaibfabbd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>There are no longer many things in life you can guarantee. I mean, I could guarantee you that I will still be typing this post three seconds from now but then again I could well be kidnapped by a grizzly bear from my suburban home and taken back to its cave up in the mountains so that I can fix its TV and sing him Cliff Richard songs. It's a long shot but <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">anything's</span> possible.<br /><br />But, I can more or less guarantee that Bob Dylan no longer looks like the picture above. It's probably been awhile since he looked like the picture above. In fact, when Bob Dylan last looked like the picture above, I was still a chicken and on my way to evolving into a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">ferret. It would be a good 6,000 years before I started walking on two legs. </span><br /><br />For more info, go <a href="http://www.rockandroots.com.sg/">here</a><br /><br />Bob Dylan - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/762278_vo8qn/Bob%20Dylan%20-%20Like%20a%20Rolling%20Stone.mp3">Like a Rolling Stone (live)</a> (from <span style="font-style: italic;">The Very Best of MTV Unplugged</span>)The Geekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10875387054167893001noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551124811072096315.post-13610087255440493262011-01-17T15:10:00.000+08:002011-01-17T15:10:00.188+08:00Look what I found in the bargain bin<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyjS4QOEYbxzongyxQYTsvOCzuSQ3XDBaWLu_ZbDMDIxbY8pwc2-_5izuDT8wNLl4dVrdVAYBd0tjbCtBaRE8bTTfQZNWRNFkujzvTimaeqSn2yIIhJrUKaJ4i9XxzRQF5SEqYl4LNYBfp/s1600/empire.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyjS4QOEYbxzongyxQYTsvOCzuSQ3XDBaWLu_ZbDMDIxbY8pwc2-_5izuDT8wNLl4dVrdVAYBd0tjbCtBaRE8bTTfQZNWRNFkujzvTimaeqSn2yIIhJrUKaJ4i9XxzRQF5SEqYl4LNYBfp/s320/empire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558968210944803570" border="0" /></a>Various Artists<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Empire Records soundtrack</span><br />(A&M)<br /><br />Price: RM9<br /><br />Oh, the pleasures of reliving those lost days vicariously through a bargain bin. As I rummaged through this particular bargain bin, countless items brought back all those memories from my youth: fragments of pigeon intestines, worn out nunchucks wwrapped in barb wire, Autobots and GI Joes glued together and making out, a bloody fan blade, and strands of Mr Ricardo's chest hair. And yes, this soundtrack. I miss those days. Oh Hi, Mr Ricardo! Long time no see! My, you've lost weight. Neat! Ooo, nice chest hair...<br /><br />The Innocence Mission - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/757090_zxkam/The%20Innocence%20Mission%20-%20Bright%20As%20Yellow.mp3">Bright As Yellow</a> (from <span style="font-style: italic;">Empire Records Soundtrack</span>)Pantsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18036439650979196369noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551124811072096315.post-43912925235376666512011-01-12T09:25:00.003+08:002011-01-12T10:00:42.051+08:00In the papers today...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnF0qTJCuiuZWdscXumt2f4suy17NIDHMTpGXG5I4rz0qQ2TmR_BfLTsZS5kKozQP50jyrOehYCVr5q7qZsHAJV1-Dp1lkm3cVux3PCnfbRHenJP6GSTlI3QhdPMbuPjB8AjPUiHDE_pyT/s1600/possum.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnF0qTJCuiuZWdscXumt2f4suy17NIDHMTpGXG5I4rz0qQ2TmR_BfLTsZS5kKozQP50jyrOehYCVr5q7qZsHAJV1-Dp1lkm3cVux3PCnfbRHenJP6GSTlI3QhdPMbuPjB8AjPUiHDE_pyT/s320/possum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561106276234268370" border="0" /></a>A cross-eyed opossum in Germany has become an Internet sensation. Heidi the opossum has earned herself 65,000 friends on Facebook by virtue of being cross-eyed. The opossum was abandoned at an animal shelter in the United States before being picked up and sent to Germany, and her handlers attribute her condition to a combination of her previous diet and a possible build up of fat deposits behind her eyes. Nevertheless, Heidi has already expanded on her fame to open a Twitter account, where her first tweet was "My marble table is way doper than Kanye's. Sucka."<br /><br />This <a href="http://news.malaysia.msn.com/weird-news/article.aspx?cp-documentid=4569616">story</a> reminds me of: Lady Lazarus - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/758873_5zgwe/Lady%20Lazarus%20-%20The%20Eye%20In%20The%20Eye%20of%20The%20Storm.mp3">The Eye In The Eye Of The Storm</a> (from <span style="font-style: italic;">Mantic</span>)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKOshKgzKn1K_G7-GHEmeKNRE2641QOzzKzdD9ayFT_d-r1vzNv_-9iZiK4pmOyoZ3z8SbW5Liyd-wDQBHB4YsKSe-eds6e3uoRoh6SfERVzmTcaA63SpixEoQJsKzYucuhtdj1z4eBiwU/s1600/soldier.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKOshKgzKn1K_G7-GHEmeKNRE2641QOzzKzdD9ayFT_d-r1vzNv_-9iZiK4pmOyoZ3z8SbW5Liyd-wDQBHB4YsKSe-eds6e3uoRoh6SfERVzmTcaA63SpixEoQJsKzYucuhtdj1z4eBiwU/s320/soldier.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561106265182952626" border="0" /></a>An American soldier who went AWOL has turned himself in, and has been ordered to complete his one-year tour of duty. Jeff Hanks cited mental health problems as his reason for going AWOL, and returned to North Carolina in the middle of his stint in Afghanistan. Nevertheless, he turned himself in on Veterans Day, even though he insists his mental health has not been cured. When reporters visited his home to find out why, they discovered that actually he decided to return because his version of Football Manager didn't have Kenny Dalglish as Liverpool's manager, which totally bummed him out.<br /><br />This <a href="http://topnews360.tmcnet.com/topics/associated-press/articles/2011/01/11/133842-awol-soldier-ordered-finish-tour-afghanistan.htm">story</a> reminds me of: Hujan - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/758874_mvwof/Hujan%20-%20Lonely%20Soldier%20Boy.mp3">Lonely Soldier Boy</a> (from <span style="font-style: italic;">Lonely Soldier Boy</span>)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihek4aWyKHPOf1rzToTnIB_Eg3VEsu1FoN-RskdRyHwzsjglhIeRiGu8pIcIrmXXAm1Lx9GpVeJ-SoXyhHZslBxXj01ZrUEtM0nievRjw4xC6IZTSkj9mkgzIDE5Wy9uzyJgz54vSZGUhl/s1600/bear.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihek4aWyKHPOf1rzToTnIB_Eg3VEsu1FoN-RskdRyHwzsjglhIeRiGu8pIcIrmXXAm1Lx9GpVeJ-SoXyhHZslBxXj01ZrUEtM0nievRjw4xC6IZTSkj9mkgzIDE5Wy9uzyJgz54vSZGUhl/s320/bear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561106268016898866" border="0" /></a>American police in Idaho are investigating the case of a stalker who has been leaving severed animal heads on the front porch of a family. The unidentified man has so far left the heads of an elk and a mule, as well as the remains of a bunny. The police have cited this as being fairly reminiscent of scenes from <span style="font-style: italic;">The Godfather </span>and <span style="font-style: italic;">Fatal Attraction</span>. However, a reporter who met with the stalker said that actually, the stalker is trying to recreate the characters from <span style="font-style: italic;">Shrek</span>, except that he can't find a cat, so he's replacing it with a bunny and naming it Hops 'n Clops. He also said to tell him if anyone spots a sexy dragon he can behead.<br /><br />This <a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/40972762/ns/us_news-weird_news/">story</a> reminds me of: Conquering Animal Sound - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/758875_ar9f7/Conquering%20Animal%20Sound%20-%20Bear.mp3">Bear</a> (from <span style="font-style: italic;">Kammerspiel</span>)Pantsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18036439650979196369noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551124811072096315.post-37728540511246491892011-01-11T10:49:00.002+08:002011-01-11T13:17:31.080+08:00This Week's Track 9: The Polyphonic Spree - Light to Follow<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://oktoberpromotion.com/wp-content/uploads/Polyphonic_Spree/The_Polyphonic_Spree___The_Fragile_Army___Photo_1___300_DPIlores.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 401px; height: 267px;" src="http://oktoberpromotion.com/wp-content/uploads/Polyphonic_Spree/The_Polyphonic_Spree___The_Fragile_Army___Photo_1___300_DPIlores.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Dear Dad,</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">When I grow up, I want to be a responsible person, a light to follow, just like you. Never mind that I am not following much of your light, instead I am following another light, namely this:</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5208/5236183800_b296210a9a.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 478px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5208/5236183800_b296210a9a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">It's mainly because of those Japanese words at the side, which translates to 'Luke, I'm your father'. I know, my name may not be Luke but somehow, the sign speaks to me, I don't know why. Anyways, here's to being a light to follow someday.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Yours truly</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">The Geek</span><br /><br />The Polyphonic Spree - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/758549_nelle/09%20Light%20to%20Follow.mp3">Light to Follow</a> (from <span style="font-style: italic;">The Fragile Army</span>)The Geekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10875387054167893001noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551124811072096315.post-42310278657895839292011-01-10T15:01:00.001+08:002011-01-10T15:01:00.060+08:00Look what I found in the bargain bin<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrbAJ68BzqhGCofPQ9Q0RWEl2oH9dnkElXpxhBTus_E8fZV1Nv_vlOx5fagCnB5DQjdv7bn1z98pSyzBULX5vsQbwpEf2MgqDrz1Im4wygt1z-KcdzbdNiuLRpUccvTPB82ILMqPcKPY9M/s1600/toriamos.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 147px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrbAJ68BzqhGCofPQ9Q0RWEl2oH9dnkElXpxhBTus_E8fZV1Nv_vlOx5fagCnB5DQjdv7bn1z98pSyzBULX5vsQbwpEf2MgqDrz1Im4wygt1z-KcdzbdNiuLRpUccvTPB82ILMqPcKPY9M/s320/toriamos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558966210236976226" border="0" /></a><br />Tori Amos<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Under The Pink</span><br />(Atlantic)<br /><br />Price: RM9<br /><br />I would like to counter Tori's advice and say that if you want to be a real man this year, you shouldn't get under the pink. but get under the blue and black. I'm telling you, every real man this world should endeavour to colour his whole life blue and black. Look at me: my grenades are blue and black. My venus flytrap garden is blue and black. Even my <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiKPi78QWgMhlTPX7KoYXF44m9AX1-q8-RvsUwQWDdV4DHzV9eN2l7d8ZlWwuzEU78p9eoxPdQ3ARbjQMmfFrYwj3rOk12uLrgicNT_4aUErR796WWqhtFq8DZItVNoO4BJ6NM2miUjD50/s400/blackblue2.jpg">Backstreet Boys wallpaper</a> is blue and bla... whoa, did I say wallpaper? Oh. Err yes, pink. So sissy.<br /><br />Tori Amos - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/757089_0w1us/Tori%20Amos%20-%20Pretty%20Good%20Year.mp3">Pretty Good Year</a> (from <span style="font-style: italic;">Under the Pink</span>)Pantsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18036439650979196369noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551124811072096315.post-31295103634122875312011-01-07T14:18:00.003+08:002011-01-07T14:18:00.589+08:00The Sick Sick Six: how to journey through new year illness<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPH2s7DW8zRFruzgO8EWa2d1vzZbEKjNlSwCaUbgQZ1KMeEUtRD-u7jI3ucWkMbZEDxlMfVfij_kEKpWiB0kmSZGfxCb6JTneArK-CDmmTn-40QzQtOGa8eBk7y-OTfoVy0tONoLcm0epw/s1600/sick.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPH2s7DW8zRFruzgO8EWa2d1vzZbEKjNlSwCaUbgQZ1KMeEUtRD-u7jI3ucWkMbZEDxlMfVfij_kEKpWiB0kmSZGfxCb6JTneArK-CDmmTn-40QzQtOGa8eBk7y-OTfoVy0tONoLcm0epw/s400/sick.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558953684678313282" border="0" /></a>Have you started the new year sick? Well, then you have done the right thing in reading this blog entry. Because two of us three pirates have also fallen sick to begin the new year. And so as part of our continued quest towards personal improvement, we made it our new year's resolution to give top notch advice on everything that happens to us. Yes, so look forward to more entries on how to walk from the bed to the bathroom, how to pick up a teaspoon, and how to turn a beanbag into a Tron-blasting cannon. Yes, we want to share everything we do.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Stage 1: realising you are sick</span><br />As all good AA groups tell us, the first step comes in admitting you have a problem. So go ahead, join us and say those three important words: I... am... sycamore tree! Eh err, sorry. Not sure what came over us there. Let's try again. I... am... sincerely not sick I'm as fit as a finch, thank you! Oh teehee. What happened? Ah yes, those three words. Let's go: I... am... shooting fireworks outta yo wimpy rumpface, yo wuss and a half! Neh neh nehneh neh neh, weak'n'turdy teh teh!<br />Le Vice - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/757085_3vlhj/Le%20Vice%20-%20Hard%20To%20Be%20Ill.mp3">Hard To Be Ill</a> (from <span style="font-style: italic;">Le Vice</span>)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Stage 2: coughing</span><br />So you've done the confession? (So did we.) Well done. It will definitely help you to cope with the first clear symptoms, which is the hacking cough. In other cases, you might also catch the slashing cough, or the chainsawing cough, or the rattatat on yo fatfatcat cough. But most times, the cough just hacks. Let it hack.<br />Menomena - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/757087_nv79c/Menomena%20-%20Cough%20Coughing.mp3">Cough Coughing</a> (from <span style="font-style: italic;">I Am The Fun Blame Monster</span>)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Stage 3: catching the cold</span><br />Soon, the cold sets in. Some people say that the best way to counter the cold is to drink green tea. We say press B to block, then left + A to counter uppercut. Works 43.2% of the time.<br />Inch Chua - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/757084_yystq/Inch%20Chua%20-%20Cold%2C%20Conned%20%26%20Conquered.mp3">Cold, Conned & Conquered</a> (from <span style="font-style: italic;">Wallflower</span>)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">St</span><span style="font-weight: bold;">age </span><span style="font-weight: bold;">4: catching the flu</span><br />Catching the flu is a very important step in your journey through new year illness. It will prevent the flu from becoming the fly. It's harder to catch the fly.<br />M.I.A. - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/757086_oztya/M.I.A.%20-%20Bird%20Flu.mp3">Bird Flu</a> (from <span style="font-style: italic;">Kala</span>)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">St</span><span style="font-weight: bold;">age </span><span style="font-weight: bold;">5: the fever</span><br />Eventually, your head feels hot. We know how that feels. There was one time Genusfrog complained that his head felt hot, so we instantly recognised that he was developing a fever, and we quickly shoved 4 Panadols down this throat. He kept insisting that it was because he had a bag of dynamite tied around his neck, but you see, that's another sign of fever: giving weak excuses for not wanting any medicine. Don't accept it.<br />Them:Youth - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/757088_yzecw/Them%20Youth%20-%20Fever%20Rising.mp3">Fever Rising</a> (from <span style="font-style: italic;">Fever Rising</span>)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">St</span><span style="font-weight: bold;">age </span><span style="font-weight: bold;">6: playing games</span><br />We have arrived at the most important of this six-stage process: taking full advantage of your sickness to develop yourself. Yes, we're talking about maximising potential and achieving goals even in the downest of times. So please follow our model for growth, and catch up on <span style="font-style: italic;">Mad Men</span>, throw chicken bones at your neighbour's poodle and pee on your house plants. It's time to become the better you.<br />Guided by Voices - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/757083_xvnz2/Guided%20By%20Voices%20-%20Game%20of%20Pricks.mp3">Game of Pricks</a> (from <span style="font-style: italic;">The Best of Guided By Voices: Human Amusements At Hourly Rates</span>)Pantsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18036439650979196369noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551124811072096315.post-48395208291551802142011-01-06T11:56:00.003+08:002011-01-06T12:05:06.777+08:00Look what I found in the bargain bin<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7HhpbJcIM2ynX1Qes-ql1t0P8JZITSv_Fl37unaCnXjMgO5uDIjdMcGRuHWsYVI8YijVOcuLVPoqgXanby2Zgk3KnCW9lWbtUFzvFvBlHG59Do81SIJTc8e8gf7sEEVNTiSld-0x6YhYQ/s1600/badlydrawnboy.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7HhpbJcIM2ynX1Qes-ql1t0P8JZITSv_Fl37unaCnXjMgO5uDIjdMcGRuHWsYVI8YijVOcuLVPoqgXanby2Zgk3KnCW9lWbtUFzvFvBlHG59Do81SIJTc8e8gf7sEEVNTiSld-0x6YhYQ/s320/badlydrawnboy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558917578493383282" border="0" /></a>Badly Drawn Boy<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Have You Fed The Fish?</span><br />(Twisted Nerve)<br /><br />Price: RM9<br /><br />I love my pets. I try my best to take care of them. So one day, I'm hanging around this pawn shop, and I spot this album. And so I bring it to the counter, dig into my wallet, and suddenly something dawns upon me: I forgot to feed my fish!<br /><br />Silly willy, me.<br /><br />Good thing Kermit came over for tea a couple of minutes after that. He brought his nephews. And one of his nephews has always been the adventurous type, so I let him feed my fish:<br /><br /><object height="325" width="400"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QLz8RK4teHM?fs=1&hl=en_GB"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QLz8RK4teHM?fs=1&hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="325" width="400"></embed></object><br /><br />Thanks, Kermit.<br /><br />Badly Drawn Boy - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/757082_vmeqv/Badly%20Drawn%20Boy%20-%2040%20Days%2C%2040%20Fights.mp3">40 Days, 40 Fights</a> (from <span style="font-style: italic;">Have You Fed The Fish?</span><span>)</span>Pantsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18036439650979196369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551124811072096315.post-37509327319811868622010-12-31T18:35:00.007+08:002010-12-31T19:36:55.595+08:00Best of 2010: Pantsy's Top 8 albums in order of the top 8 ways to cook an egg<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTdm8dL4TnsRCm91pbMPNT_bM-cjGQSTrRNLh_1yQOV2cr6fU4bpXPGbLPW8iwUXwT40FubOVL0tQy5ZP-o4APgm8YK2NBg9ccmOynEUH43VJY7p-aL8EN50ExmYfST_Ki4OT3jtjwHAue/s1600/stars.jpg"></a>You might be wondering: what do eggs have to do with albums? Yeesh. Stop asking, start bowing. I rock. Like eggs. And my new halogen cooker.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIsIY1drvJZ3X_PmyCUmLLvuZT4dXCZwl1UHSSFn-oqIzA4QDkBlh65ytcIoqzwBXlrMA9DLRJmFeGSzNFkK2uafbaiR5TTy8u03YhfXI7R3s-zlCTv_gA1YWCf9A5-GdQZSnV-NkFi7wt/s1600/felili.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIsIY1drvJZ3X_PmyCUmLLvuZT4dXCZwl1UHSSFn-oqIzA4QDkBlh65ytcIoqzwBXlrMA9DLRJmFeGSzNFkK2uafbaiR5TTy8u03YhfXI7R3s-zlCTv_gA1YWCf9A5-GdQZSnV-NkFi7wt/s320/felili.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556796811358841074" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">1. Raw</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Felili - The Moon</span><br />Hah, betcha weren't expecting that, huh?!? That's right, I like my brekkie au nauturale, yo. Like this album, which drops this way in January, and holds fort right through December. That's full on motha naycha for ya. It won't be beat. That's right, just like my raw eggs. I don't beat them. Just two a day, down the pipes, shell, hen, farmer and all. No wonder Tron thinks I'm such a buffbot.<div>Felili - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/755596_cfkrs/Felili%20-%20How%20Hard%20I%20Try.mp3">How Hard I Try</a> (from <i>The Moon</i>)</div><div><br /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBgGRuXyKf_OWhVCVudVz8Gv0jeAJvhsAadyxZx1-oEWXDXcm3bYg9q0DxKTcLSbDepd82CyZZEBNULVc2BlM88-CEPfFDlGtEfKpHjbC_jSNNJ71auqhl9ugTUomztqEJw6BRney6BkuR/s320/kanye.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556796823822733474" /><b>2. Omelette</b><br /><i>Kanye West - My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy</i><div>So my pet dolphin Ferdinand taught me that if you have to cook an egg, you might as well cook it with everything you've got. Which is how an omelette was invented, as was Kanye's album probably. So taking Kanye and Ferdinand's advice, I made myself an "everything I've got" omelette this morning. It had my couch, two dining chairs and Steven the neighbour's killer whale. I asked Ferdinand why something belonging to my neighbour would be considered as part of "everything I've got", but he just did that cute giggle, and I couldn't say no. I even added Steven's wife. Convincing chap, that Ferdinand.</div><div>Kanye West - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/755599_y2rhu/Kanye%20West%20-%20Monster%20%5Bfeat.%20Jay-Z%2C%20Rick%20Ross%2C%20Nicki%20Minaj%20%26%20Bon%20Iver%5D.mp3">Monster</a> (from <i>My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy</i>)</div><div><br /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglgiXleanaCbpN1WOUHFhkEhyphenhyphenodCwIu50DL8Eg58D-mJtmWzdXqGk5FYlpv-sXMRPm9mOluk8V2cOJdeJVWaenSf_CyBF3TW5Fz_n0lPWbnros0STuaiAwih3elgjycgJ0PA4HdFKsb7qw/s320/mumford.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556798118629928274" /><b>3. Sunny side up</b><br /><i>Mumford & Sons - Sigh No More</i></div><div>This album finally helped realise why they call these kinds of eggs as sunny side up. Because one day, while I was playing 'Little Lion Man', I was brushing my teeth when I realised, hey my hair looks like a lion's mane! And so I decided to implant some whiskers, and then realised I kinda liked it, and so added a tail, some claws and an antelope farm. Then I looked in the mirror again, and realised I looked like the sun. So I cooked an egg.</div><div>Mumford & Sons - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/755600_wa64b/Mumford%20%26%20Sons%20-%20After%20The%20Storm.mp3">After The Storm</a> (from <i>Sigh No More</i>)</div><div><br /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOKEyacWcA-t1jhpoHeBCd9Bya-5IP3nuhk8DZBDblwROT1A20orYV6HPILeWDOvgpHASl86nqpg1RapSuIp9cRetp5D-ylsxCauUO_9HDMUE3vn6qnEjh41PgXO_HxkLT0NCMKa3ZzJaS/s320/arcadefire.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556796806938475250" /><b>4. Baked</b><br />Arcade Fire - The Suburbs</div><div>I live in a suburb too. And actually, I don't agree with Arcade Fire. They told me that in the suburbs, they learned to drive. But I didn't learn to drive in the suburbs. I learned to drive around the same time my mum taught me to bake eggs, back when I was 13 months old. Yeah I know, my mum is just the coolest. she let me bake my teddy when I hit 2 years old, and roast my bolster when I was 6. She even gave me a high five each time I did it, though her aim is pretty bad so she kept missing my hand and hitting my bum. Bless her soul, can't expect those old chaps to have 20/20 vision, y'know what I mean?</div><div>Arcade Fire - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/755595_8w5kt/Arcade%20Fire%20-%20Rococo.mp3">Rococo</a> (from <i>The Suburbs</i>)</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTdm8dL4TnsRCm91pbMPNT_bM-cjGQSTrRNLh_1yQOV2cr6fU4bpXPGbLPW8iwUXwT40FubOVL0tQy5ZP-o4APgm8YK2NBg9ccmOynEUH43VJY7p-aL8EN50ExmYfST_Ki4OT3jtjwHAue/s320/stars.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556798122086832978" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px; " /></span><b>5. Half boiled</b><br /><i>Stars - The Five Ghosts</i></div><div>I imagine that the guy who discovered how to half-boil an egg is a bit like <i>The Five Ghosts</i>. He had to be the smartest, sweetest thing ever, and he would have to be able to make death sound really romantic. Oh I know now, he had to be a zombie! Only zombies could boil something and then not be able to withstand it any longer and dig it out of the pot and wolf it down. Ooo reminds me to say hi to my zombie neighbours. Hi Mr Esteban! Ooo nice bloody limb you're chewing there! What, you want me for dinner? Oh sure, let me get my coat.</div><div>Stars - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/755602_5dc3n/Stars%20-%20I%20Died%20So%20I%20Could%20Haunt%20You.mp3">I Died So I Could Haunt You</a> (from <i>The Five Ghosts</i>)</div><div><br /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgosRwnEaTnOwZ4MM00Xuk-DLIv_XcQOSfn6tlUkGzjRvzcpntACmiHMvdOOJPXWI9nTJhlp3FoEAd_CY0FMJ6ORGNisf7HWZGy5JD_CXyiR-bih-f-UzXiY-G5J5f0yCeoEx-ZO0RWDDeT/s320/jonsi.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556796814815866706" /><b>6. Steamed</b><br /><i>Jonsi - Go</i></div><div>Jonsi obviously needs to get somewhere, what with all that coloured blood bursting out of his neck. So to help Jonsi reach his intended destination, I have decided to make him a bowl of steamed eggs. Here you go man. Huh, what do you mean you prefer them poached? Dude, everyone knows that steamed eggs are better than poached eggs. You mean they don't have this sorta stuff in Iceland? Dang. No wonder you're all colourful. </div><div>Jonsi - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/755598_a9kyp/Jonsi%20-%20Tornado.mp3">Tornado</a> (from <i>Go</i>)</div><div><br /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqtg_TgIlp_GyaeLpihxOvtU6GBYHkTDJwjw1kJmaln5NXWqxKpfJeaAWq3E-ZnHyUa0KtmY7Kfw1Er7Vwwm_fHxw-VHOhTz5s-BlB8cg4Scgl3dNew8JhsTIOG_ZLOOvSalaS8MZBolOT/s320/frightenedrabbit.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556796818189789106" /><b>7. Poached</b></div><div><i>Frightened Rabbit - The Winter of Mixed Drinks</i></div><div>You know, I have never poached an egg. So as I listened to <i>The Winter of Mixed Drinks</i>, I suddenly realised that I should learn how to do it. So I turned to ESPN, and found some highlights of Filippo Inzaghi poaching. And then the revelation hit me: the guy can poach because he isn't a real footballer. And I'm a real chef. No wonder I can't poach eggs.</div><div>Frightened Rabbit - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/755597_i10gj/Frightened%20Rabbit%20-%20Things.mp3">Things</a> (from <i>The Winter of Mixed Drinks</i>)<br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGHMSYPA2rtcspVy4H2ZHSFIT4E1d0Y8REwTeBYj7xNYD18EGHIUNnXa35bdTWUkd_kaLtsoC07CrL7OImVzkU1q0P5SIZN6iGvRv3z9wkRqYK_cq-_OTx803xZkvwPlP_8DwQuKAbS_4H/s320/sharonjones.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556798120421963394" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px; " /></span><b>8. Hard boiled</b><br /><i>Sharon Jones & The Dap Kings - I Learned The Hard Way</i></div></div><div>Some people tell me that making the perfect hard boiled egg is really tricky, involving some kind of spinning and rolling of some sort. So I thought, how hard can it be? So last week, I put on this Sharon Jones album, put the egg in a pot of boiling water and started spinning and rolling on my kitchen floor. After about an hour, I picked up the pieces of my toaster, nespresso machine and sandwich maker, and then looked at my egg. It still looked like an egg. So I chucked it away, and put the toasted in the pot. Was done in six minutes, no spinning needed. Real hard and boiley too. So yums.</div><div>Sharon Jones & The Dap Kings - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/755603_fpfqs/Sharon%20Jones%20%26%20The%20Dap%20Kings%20-%20Give%20It%20Back.mp3">Give It Back</a> (from <i>I Learned The Hard Way</i>)</div>Pantsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18036439650979196369noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551124811072096315.post-62413584703529457042010-12-31T14:52:00.005+08:002011-01-10T11:48:14.973+08:00Best of 2010: The Geek's Top 8 albums if they were Ultramen<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img268.imageshack.us/img268/2090/ultramovie7wv.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 292px;" src="http://img268.imageshack.us/img268/2090/ultramovie7wv.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>While the rest of my kin were busy checking girls out, I was busy checking guys out in sille spacemen spandex. I know, I know how it look but hey, delayed gratification has its wonders. Namely how I just got married to <a href="http://teask.com/sites/default/files/entertainment/Jones_January.jpg">January</a> while I heard one of my old friends just got engaged to a female griphon. Not that I have a problem being a bitch to a griphon mind you, cause after all, they are pretty awesome but them claws do get to you after awhile.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhymogD1eRaSalcnyP08UCx_ucbbNuFUp4GFJdUpty2DEpd5HxDIu_3iQ4e8OkG4lz_yJcvKhK6UwV2OjY5ZVIXOsY6NcxsWaoBBfWOlbaxVsQTc-I9SZnfGUWO-ijgYu44P_WGn88icmM/s1600/bruce+springsteen.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhymogD1eRaSalcnyP08UCx_ucbbNuFUp4GFJdUpty2DEpd5HxDIu_3iQ4e8OkG4lz_yJcvKhK6UwV2OjY5ZVIXOsY6NcxsWaoBBfWOlbaxVsQTc-I9SZnfGUWO-ijgYu44P_WGn88icmM/s200/bruce+springsteen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559347463279047426" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw4PZLzmEeKLo-c-bwKzL0L75cM-LwPUGCqZcvg3TbmTU-S3t_efXFKU7mcsKx9JV6WIaEipAA4TpVsc7PavKznRmbe1PGpgTUdQuvlexTgCOQWfTNiToHtizvLW0UL12yZMFCExzq2P4/s1600/zero.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 196px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw4PZLzmEeKLo-c-bwKzL0L75cM-LwPUGCqZcvg3TbmTU-S3t_efXFKU7mcsKx9JV6WIaEipAA4TpVsc7PavKznRmbe1PGpgTUdQuvlexTgCOQWfTNiToHtizvLW0UL12yZMFCExzq2P4/s200/zero.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559349670228474930" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />1. Ultraman Zero</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Bruce Springsteen - The Promise</span><br />Zero is top because he's is the baddest Ultra this side of the solar system. Why? Because he got his name from wearing one of Billy Corgan's shirts. The legend has it that Zero beat Corgan in a 'who is balder' contest. If that's not baldass I don't know what is. Eh, I mean badass.<br /><br />Bruce Springsteen - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/758285_1709h/Bruce%20Springsteen%20-%20Racing%20In%20The%20Street.mp3">Racing in the Street</a> (from <span style="font-style: italic;">The</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Promise</span>)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFXLLrA6yswhF5_ohTzG5EPbMCZruh4GffQjj8RJdsWOPaKlcDeW_YI1XuEvSt-bfQyVsG4c4kXxbqsjUkzc1MWOEDzwPeqWrI4Nt3JVKwoEhGM6MY-WRAg7QfgfGy1_WyGOGxzTlDzpo/s1600/arcade+fire.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFXLLrA6yswhF5_ohTzG5EPbMCZruh4GffQjj8RJdsWOPaKlcDeW_YI1XuEvSt-bfQyVsG4c4kXxbqsjUkzc1MWOEDzwPeqWrI4Nt3JVKwoEhGM6MY-WRAg7QfgfGy1_WyGOGxzTlDzpo/s200/arcade+fire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559345863889984386" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBKCerbmKEf2DbLmEV7AAdbJuYg224z4r3bjtb07QiSGpsDVOH_wKGxhyphenhyphenihzAiUaHK7mv7jlX5vO054QWRVH83PC9Uvmmxyi7EBcqq4IGfY9jc9w91XPsO0kOzFDYIVkmh29SadzYuyY0/s1600/leo.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBKCerbmKEf2DbLmEV7AAdbJuYg224z4r3bjtb07QiSGpsDVOH_wKGxhyphenhyphenihzAiUaHK7mv7jlX5vO054QWRVH83PC9Uvmmxyi7EBcqq4IGfY9jc9w91XPsO0kOzFDYIVkmh29SadzYuyY0/s200/leo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559349426192226674" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />2. Ultraman Leo</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">The Arcade Fire - Suburbs</span><br />And coming in not too far away in the badass department is the man who trained Zero. And seriously, the only reason why Leo is not number 1 is because Zero has more colors on him, and more is always ... better. Yes. Like how more pork fat is better than ... yep, less pork fat.<br /><br />The Arcade Fire - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/758287_1ll9i/07%20-%20Half%20Light%20I.mp3">Half Light I</a> (from <span style="font-style: italic;">Suburbs</span>)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXsfYd9puyhGVcadDO8v5VYSjIcDsDX5407OaRNnV4bhvpHZdGywMRAlUiPxD2qMWuKM_iVIJ11npiLWlH66dpGxbLmgRRn4JqNdBfY2ktA8kLZX4Ygt-N41J19Jaye4roMeTbnYCovSU/s1600/magic+kids.png"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXsfYd9puyhGVcadDO8v5VYSjIcDsDX5407OaRNnV4bhvpHZdGywMRAlUiPxD2qMWuKM_iVIJ11npiLWlH66dpGxbLmgRRn4JqNdBfY2ktA8kLZX4Ygt-N41J19Jaye4roMeTbnYCovSU/s200/magic+kids.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559348939792691490" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbDsPggAdSk_XLpMYp6Wi6nz2edFC_SMXWpoMfMQjOh5U4SKzCY81R6FnXyL_3te5GHiNfBaQgcThctZcelrMqiA2L9NP1WF3puflDUAyFBF__9pGW_7T4YzhOyNIh3y1byRf2NqaKBGs/s1600/tiga.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 196px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbDsPggAdSk_XLpMYp6Wi6nz2edFC_SMXWpoMfMQjOh5U4SKzCY81R6FnXyL_3te5GHiNfBaQgcThctZcelrMqiA2L9NP1WF3puflDUAyFBF__9pGW_7T4YzhOyNIh3y1byRf2NqaKBGs/s200/tiga.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559349442450920658" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />3. Ultraman Tiga</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Magic Kids - Memphis</span><br />You know why 'Tiga' comes in at number 3? Do you seriously want to know why? Like isn't it obvious? Yeah, that's right, cause he's the only Ultraman with purple on him. Oh, that's not what you thought. Oh ... cause 'Tiga' is Bahasa for the number 3? What a nonsensical idea<br /><br />Magic Kids - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/758288_8jclu/03%20-%20Superball.mp3">Superball</a> (from <span style="font-style: italic;">Memphis</span>)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFwVIIZKVG0Wcc6U-yUV9Mvw2zMG5BfA2rj9r6u9Oowg4TKE5jwuRUEpXRhZGw3htjIIORyh9PigBw4GofOCdqOhBmwrhLnjqTn7Dt3pvUcipxoSAcFQwhi6ih0vYra43kzIWNnog0QeI/s1600/drums.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFwVIIZKVG0Wcc6U-yUV9Mvw2zMG5BfA2rj9r6u9Oowg4TKE5jwuRUEpXRhZGw3htjIIORyh9PigBw4GofOCdqOhBmwrhLnjqTn7Dt3pvUcipxoSAcFQwhi6ih0vYra43kzIWNnog0QeI/s200/drums.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559345876454412786" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT9XONHUmbGkVptTIEkNC_BtvXFqZUOdxvRa_Sss9O10LBBrTkBw2gBx3kZ5VdTId0SGHF2NOxrubddMk0mlX1-quRORVoYvmmj8QYOq0DHhv2lXwsbfueAIWoAowkp17zvfZwNlJoZk8/s1600/seven.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT9XONHUmbGkVptTIEkNC_BtvXFqZUOdxvRa_Sss9O10LBBrTkBw2gBx3kZ5VdTId0SGHF2NOxrubddMk0mlX1-quRORVoYvmmj8QYOq0DHhv2lXwsbfueAIWoAowkp17zvfZwNlJoZk8/s200/seven.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559349433056315586" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />4. Ultra Seven</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">The Drums - The Drums</span><br />Hah, I bet you thought that given my extremely powerful humor, that I would place Ultra Seven at the seventh spot, but you are wrong. I have placed him at the fourth. You want to know why? Because 4 + 3 = 7. And as my dad always said, it's the journey that counts more than the destination.<br /><br />The Drums - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/758291_7psh0/The%20Drums%20-%20Book%20of%20Stories.mp3">Book of Stories</a> (from <span style="font-style: italic;">The Drums</span>)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbOPVdMOML-PpOTxtublu2Zcmqz8bF8Wb_onBC83gnEH71Y9o0Rhc1D5SgbAIdKmUuQOWfCBUZzYtvW7860ycTFEWH1UxK_wcTFFl3BAT4xTQXg_3-9D0DYanRL4OULM85X-JyJBlbw4Q/s1600/radio+dept.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbOPVdMOML-PpOTxtublu2Zcmqz8bF8Wb_onBC83gnEH71Y9o0Rhc1D5SgbAIdKmUuQOWfCBUZzYtvW7860ycTFEWH1UxK_wcTFFl3BAT4xTQXg_3-9D0DYanRL4OULM85X-JyJBlbw4Q/s200/radio+dept.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559348960990504306" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizBDXTvIo0Hr46Ok5x0Z_vL8hrxH6SoDa_Kus-g-ou_S1PSLlHPtPgLyIQyZMpQGCKlw25uc695IFOI94hy7Z_8UgssAMwfBFC58Va2k4-FyflOlP7yc5H1ELq5F2eEEV4tLU2DQI1_Ek/s1600/dyna.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizBDXTvIo0Hr46Ok5x0Z_vL8hrxH6SoDa_Kus-g-ou_S1PSLlHPtPgLyIQyZMpQGCKlw25uc695IFOI94hy7Z_8UgssAMwfBFC58Va2k4-FyflOlP7yc5H1ELq5F2eEEV4tLU2DQI1_Ek/s200/dyna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559351410470429602" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />5. Ultraman Dyna</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">The Radio Dept - Clinging to a Scheme</span><br />Ultraman Dyna surely has had to endure a lot of shit in his life. How can I know for sure? Cause he's got a chick's name. And back where the monsters are, they don't treat chick Ultragirls with much respect. Hmm ... yeah no respect.<br /><br />The Radio Dept - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/758290_wk1hg/08.%20David.mp3">David</a> (from <span style="font-style: italic;"> Clinging to a Scheme</span>)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_JXkOIU9hgiwbnzuddgJrBFsiNhqJrEQKBpYx-eEM8iJ5Zw_NBCtdQmpx-zWU7Ssr4GkmJ5Bxk2DOCHh5kP3XWEW5R5lWGIMVAspK-uDE0qIGYV9jwY3BMNGJdwhJfqVcBZlwipk2vFM/s1600/kanye.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_JXkOIU9hgiwbnzuddgJrBFsiNhqJrEQKBpYx-eEM8iJ5Zw_NBCtdQmpx-zWU7Ssr4GkmJ5Bxk2DOCHh5kP3XWEW5R5lWGIMVAspK-uDE0qIGYV9jwY3BMNGJdwhJfqVcBZlwipk2vFM/s200/kanye.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559345875071949618" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkAP-ifEEkUHb-roFAzMqeSTVQ-GWIuBERbJ_xS3F5iMfNxq-49-sLQWSFTruw4bmkTzzd7FFcXgSAMAG5A2t2XAl_gloY3U9ma-ALh31RwnzXiaVPiSPBV1h48U-dGNqAXDW9stt299o/s1600/belial.png"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 197px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkAP-ifEEkUHb-roFAzMqeSTVQ-GWIuBERbJ_xS3F5iMfNxq-49-sLQWSFTruw4bmkTzzd7FFcXgSAMAG5A2t2XAl_gloY3U9ma-ALh31RwnzXiaVPiSPBV1h48U-dGNqAXDW9stt299o/s200/belial.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559348981641754914" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />6. Ultraman Belial</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Kanye West - My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy</span><br />Only one person deserves spot number 6 and that's the 'devil' Ultraman himself, Belial. How can you tell Belial is evil by just looking at him? I can't honestly. Other than the fact that he walks with a hunch, which I presume is as a result of him having a bad father that never corrected his posture. And we all know all good villains have fathers who never corrected their posture.<br /><br />Kanye West - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/758286_79idp/Kanye%20West%20-%20Runaway.mp3">Runaway</a> (from <span style="font-style: italic;">My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy</span>)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiveyK2nUEH56ANlfMYNQrA3o7200VDv2EG4_VB9yvlcWqucU6cDK3JpusThCvEdf7H94cH8LXia1DPwQ6hjS-ZkDa2eioyr5dJtl4WDjjNlogqrCKUctRSGeP4uKdkF3tS0edwsUGAPcw/s1600/national.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiveyK2nUEH56ANlfMYNQrA3o7200VDv2EG4_VB9yvlcWqucU6cDK3JpusThCvEdf7H94cH8LXia1DPwQ6hjS-ZkDa2eioyr5dJtl4WDjjNlogqrCKUctRSGeP4uKdkF3tS0edwsUGAPcw/s200/national.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559348952781168578" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo5jMmiaE0gZpJqXGGEzht0dOgRql-ZxS6kDgiamKMFVOhLQMn9fvfA4mYQ4BaLseidCFo0c8zFil3W1c59ufu2KS4xVYpmko0_bvklKfeGXp48l-TfngbdG6psmG1igY48wApZjSGDOc/s1600/return.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 201px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo5jMmiaE0gZpJqXGGEzht0dOgRql-ZxS6kDgiamKMFVOhLQMn9fvfA4mYQ4BaLseidCFo0c8zFil3W1c59ufu2KS4xVYpmko0_bvklKfeGXp48l-TfngbdG6psmG1igY48wApZjSGDOc/s200/return.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559349431340060834" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />7. Ultraman</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">The National - High Violet</span><br />The original dude, the one who started the red spandex craze. One has to pay him plenty of respect, even though his eyes look like eggs, and I feel like poaching them. Or sunny side up? Or ammunition in an egg fight. Sorry what was this post about again?<br /><br />The National - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/758289_iqrqu/02%20-%20Sorrow.mp3">Sorrow</a> (from <span style="font-style: italic;">High Violet</span>)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwpE9-AsWT49MuTBTP9HCHY1faRoz2KdIqKiAc3M0r7IJ_hukX6DR0OhnFESmQf2UWkM6oZCGsjuubkg0b35liZrv9To5FTaMX0lxch2VYGCMOgvA6a15cTolDZg0IOIpgmtKWHXIcpno/s1600/beach+house.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwpE9-AsWT49MuTBTP9HCHY1faRoz2KdIqKiAc3M0r7IJ_hukX6DR0OhnFESmQf2UWkM6oZCGsjuubkg0b35liZrv9To5FTaMX0lxch2VYGCMOgvA6a15cTolDZg0IOIpgmtKWHXIcpno/s200/beach+house.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559345867318805970" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj68v9AQ1iOOpYzhT1nFqXGjibaJ0NxsM3jo5hKrVjYEBEBVRqUCQwmlCS7_6_KcCtOJbvBmFlafe52EEyM8uCxUOKRZiMf-v3eNgQk8tx20UMVtqEkuYONaMrWFgE_Bss8oe7KfCVzkso/s1600/taro.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 199px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj68v9AQ1iOOpYzhT1nFqXGjibaJ0NxsM3jo5hKrVjYEBEBVRqUCQwmlCS7_6_KcCtOJbvBmFlafe52EEyM8uCxUOKRZiMf-v3eNgQk8tx20UMVtqEkuYONaMrWFgE_Bss8oe7KfCVzkso/s200/taro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559349436291557458" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />8. Ultraman Taro</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Beach House - Teen Dream</span><br />Beach House music = horny. Ultraman Taro = horny. Peace<br /><br />Beach House - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/758292_o4guf/Beach%20House%20-%20Zebra.mp3">Zebra</a> (from <span style="font-style: italic;">Teen Dream</span>)The Geekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10875387054167893001noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551124811072096315.post-1431058734497024712010-12-31T14:24:00.001+08:002011-12-07T19:16:16.096+08:00Best of 2010: Genusfrog's Top 8 albums if they were members of Girls GenerationWhen the Venezuelan druglords to whom we pirates are ultimately answerable gave us our year-end list categories, my hydra-rabbit ate my modem, I got the memo late and by then, those two damned pantsy geeks had already taken the juicy categories. Which leaves me with Girls Generation. Always a conscientious pirate though, I went out, did my homework, romanced them all and am back with the story to tell.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKv6tjkZPaNPtesFPUQfirMSBdfzNAtNmuLZ8maUbi-AnfBZ1Vtwrf5xUl2bDEG3v4HGb8pu1eovvvhgoaGb1Hukloojss7tlLBNhhBzI66Y_dYn__S2KruK2pXmwB4fSRsjc5A6yq05g/s1600/01+Dum+Dum+Girls.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKv6tjkZPaNPtesFPUQfirMSBdfzNAtNmuLZ8maUbi-AnfBZ1Vtwrf5xUl2bDEG3v4HGb8pu1eovvvhgoaGb1Hukloojss7tlLBNhhBzI66Y_dYn__S2KruK2pXmwB4fSRsjc5A6yq05g/s400/01+Dum+Dum+Girls.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560481924697609138" /></a><b>The one with the Farrah Fawcett hair</b><br />Dum Dum Girls - I Will Be<br /><br /><div>Ah, yes. The Dum Dum Girls probably didn't make it into many year-end lists but it's probably also true that none of those critics ever watched the entire back-catalog of Voltron with the lead singer of Girls Generation. I, however, have, and I can confirm with you that 1:53 of Bhang Bhang (I'm A Burnout) sounds exactly like the noise The one with the Farrah Fawcett hair makes when the yellow lion locks into position to form Voltron's left leg and she jumps up on the sofa making v-signs at the TV and making lion cries.</div><div><br /></div><div>Dum Dum Girls - <a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?s776l50vbpiek3u">Bhang Bhang (I'm A Burnout)</a> (from <i>I Will Be</i>)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9jEOGT5zuOW7rMgvpP21VsI1uAPH_nTi7unxuw3U_JCinITM7g4iMYWHfCwZ_pw7bmeovqtXAHs_XXGu_U1QIJNUOSyTi0dZ5HSsqcwilFucXhQ2QlZwmhAM5g7OyFp5QWInjVnbpeoE/s1600/02+Arcade+Fire.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9jEOGT5zuOW7rMgvpP21VsI1uAPH_nTi7unxuw3U_JCinITM7g4iMYWHfCwZ_pw7bmeovqtXAHs_XXGu_U1QIJNUOSyTi0dZ5HSsqcwilFucXhQ2QlZwmhAM5g7OyFp5QWInjVnbpeoE/s400/02+Arcade+Fire.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560481928550808914" /></a><b>The ugliest one </b><br />Arcade Fire - The Suburbs<br /><br />If you're wondering what's the similarity between Arcade Fire and the ugliest member of Girls Generation, here's the link: The ugliest one's right armpit has a birthmark that reminds me of the map of the suburb where I grew up on my nanna's lawn and ran up and down the pavements with by buddy Sam, and then Sam got hit by a car, and nobody wanted to drive him to a hospital, so he died in my arms that day. It's incredible what memories an ugly Korean girl can jog back to life.</div><div><br /></div><div>Arcade Fire - <a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?vpdfc34b89hvenc">The Sprawl II (Mountains Beyond Mountains)</a> (from <i>The Suburbs</i>)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoWvOpDywitjioVVFm7CxsNABsZgAjwh4PUaJ6ddKV89vmHYno2p6szldWExOTA-OE2kGU2SYCANoBKrGZKpR6lXaZnnGUH2ICabfBl4oscoIJf1koR9RzqBn5pVZOU2f4tHI2NIz3ROU/s1600/03+Black+Keys.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoWvOpDywitjioVVFm7CxsNABsZgAjwh4PUaJ6ddKV89vmHYno2p6szldWExOTA-OE2kGU2SYCANoBKrGZKpR6lXaZnnGUH2ICabfBl4oscoIJf1koR9RzqBn5pVZOU2f4tHI2NIz3ROU/s400/03+Black+Keys.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560481933520791010" /></a><b>The one with the come-hither look</b><br />Black Keys – Brothers<br /><br />I was jogging with The one with the come-hither look around the park one day when a lion approached us and asked for directions to the zoo. I said it's left, then straight, then take the u-turn and then the second right. She insisted that it was straight, then 3 o'clock at the roundabout, then left and left again. When the lion left, she turned to me and said she was carrying twins. Which makes them brothers.</div><div><br /></div><div>Black Keys - <a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?cnmkdv3dfbdmmff">Tighten Up</a> (from Brothers)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQkTLwQsx7nkrObbS-nbmPI7aXvW-XTRsEe4Z3seaj6D83OENsdxE-tipyZdVFPB7izUm_drF71r3W6ixSotq_FOjGLInZplYYDOzNlgd0H1ZEQOh0HUm0JZSkh2ywvAnlYIkv8kBkres/s1600/04+Vivian+girls.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQkTLwQsx7nkrObbS-nbmPI7aXvW-XTRsEe4Z3seaj6D83OENsdxE-tipyZdVFPB7izUm_drF71r3W6ixSotq_FOjGLInZplYYDOzNlgd0H1ZEQOh0HUm0JZSkh2ywvAnlYIkv8kBkres/s400/04+Vivian+girls.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560481939282652594" /></a><b>The one that looks like a man</b><br />Vivian Girls - Everything Goes Wrong<br /><br />Hah, so you thought the connection was simple: a girl looks like a man = everything goes wrong. But you are wrong. Yet you are not everything. The connection is that I once knew a man called Vivian. Yes, Vivian played rugby, ate his steaks alive, kept a polar bear in his bathroom and had a chainsaw surgically implanted into his left elbow. Vivian is still alive today, in the deep recesses of every girl who looks like a man.<br /><br /></div><div>Vivian Girls - <a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?bka4awq2nrcwiiy">I'm Not Asleep</a> (from <i>Everything Goes Wrong</i>)</div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBVJ97MBCwgJYkofiNTMYD0jRQysTQ22j4DmEKTkdHAr49XXPOGg43vDv998CQKifeuh152lxsSR61KLxUtLVGIU9Y9W0bL8oqvW9K9jEjJooVMdFOh-Q3RyUNmPEZ5znJYeK7PjGRNtA/s1600/05+Magic+Kids.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBVJ97MBCwgJYkofiNTMYD0jRQysTQ22j4DmEKTkdHAr49XXPOGg43vDv998CQKifeuh152lxsSR61KLxUtLVGIU9Y9W0bL8oqvW9K9jEjJooVMdFOh-Q3RyUNmPEZ5znJYeK7PjGRNtA/s400/05+Magic+Kids.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560481947939429410" /></a><b>The one with the mata juling</b><br />Magic Kids – Memphis<br /><br />I was midway romancing The one with the mata juling on top of a photocopier when The Geek came in with his Top 8 list wearing Ultraman Dyna's suit. Just as me and my Girl Generation were about ignoring him, bloody Pantsy came in eating a half-boiled egg. And as those two children started bragging about their respective Top 8s, I impregnated The one with the mata juling and a litter of magic kids came flying out of the paper chute.</div><div><br /></div><div>Magic Kids - <a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?2lzdr37ghucyfuu">Hey Boy</a> (from <i>Memphis</i>)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi68HqF_FMeySGovMJvAAFC94qL3AZnl7o7NwlTfiArwTbBc9hHTuPcqBJjRqB6m0abcJPHzakvKV_bucQXeTZwX-EdFbXne3qPKTaYmTewAozt43HXN_ih768xt6GAUzr5a-y9lbOVBWc/s1600/06+The+Drums.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi68HqF_FMeySGovMJvAAFC94qL3AZnl7o7NwlTfiArwTbBc9hHTuPcqBJjRqB6m0abcJPHzakvKV_bucQXeTZwX-EdFbXne3qPKTaYmTewAozt43HXN_ih768xt6GAUzr5a-y9lbOVBWc/s400/06+The+Drums.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560483025718390674" /></a><b>The one with gold stuff on the shoulders</b><br />The Drums by The Drums<br /><br />See, the thing about having gold stuff on your shoulders is that it's not enough to just have it on your shoulders. You might start with your shoulders but then you'll also want gold stuff on your kneecaps, and at the back of your ears and in your armpits and just about everywhere where gold stuff shouldn't go. Which was the case with The one with gold stuff on the shoulders, such that when I say I romanced her, you should take it to mean more like I brought her to my neighbourhood bank and romanced her into a safe deposit box.</div><div><br /></div><div>The Drums - <a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?m43hgyvrcd939jw">Down By The Water</a> (from <i>The Drums</i>)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5M8NMlvts30M6F3PMBplnxFrUlifi7HyMGNy6s2gcLCNLQRr6HH0ixybE5VdRx1i0PJO9VQQgXDjGUiilMvF3tcDnSPl562OfMQLPLeAt6O_BS7w4aKLfvG1oIJx19dypbMaTQP9yXOc/s1600/07+Starflyer+59.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5M8NMlvts30M6F3PMBplnxFrUlifi7HyMGNy6s2gcLCNLQRr6HH0ixybE5VdRx1i0PJO9VQQgXDjGUiilMvF3tcDnSPl562OfMQLPLeAt6O_BS7w4aKLfvG1oIJx19dypbMaTQP9yXOc/s400/07+Starflyer+59.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560483028521665090" /></a><b>The one that looks like a sad boy<br /></b>Starflyer 59 - Changing Of The Guard<br /><br />I knew a sad boy once. He got a pony for his birthday, console games whenever he got Ds in his exams, a bevy of French maids for whenever he messed up his room and a jaguar when his pony started misbehaving. And he was sad because all he wanted to do was to romance Girls Generation - not all of them, just one: this one. The one that looks like a sad boy. I gave this one to him and didn't stay to watch. He's now a happ... <i>Pardon, Thérèse! Have you not fed my jaguaar?</i><br /><br /></div><div>Starflyer 59 - <a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?q1vac25uawwb9x2">Shane</a> (from <i>Changing Of The Guard</i>)</div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi15VBUkV9HBoP0s6Q5yocQdvIQ6GzBJTk3ASsE3z9nh9UWQcujNcPC90sv-Rpof6o4M5CuZ1Uma9WL0gHjWT3r9chyphenhyphen9FeNOxUmgRL47SZmmFXhVeJwHImTBlNI847vEBc7BXxYd50JUs8/s1600/08+She+%2526+Him.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi15VBUkV9HBoP0s6Q5yocQdvIQ6GzBJTk3ASsE3z9nh9UWQcujNcPC90sv-Rpof6o4M5CuZ1Uma9WL0gHjWT3r9chyphenhyphen9FeNOxUmgRL47SZmmFXhVeJwHImTBlNI847vEBc7BXxYd50JUs8/s400/08+She+%2526+Him.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560483030823672242" /></a><b>The one whose hat is falling off her head</b><br />She & Him - Volume 2<br /><br /><div>When a girl wears a hat and it falls off her head, what does that mean? That she has a small head? Nopes. That it is a big hat? Also nope. Perhaps she is hanging from the ceiling on a rope? Certainly not. When a girl wears a hat and it falls off her head, it means she is a sea monkey. Don't believe me? Then prove it: have you ever seen a sea monkey wear a hat? Ahaaaa!</div></div><div><br /></div><div>She & Him - <a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?ai7kf6somdw1mjf">Gonna Get Along Without You Now</a> (from <i>Volume Two</i>)</div>Genusfroghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13787803768343960937noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551124811072096315.post-24537176793266511432010-12-28T13:30:00.002+08:002010-12-28T13:41:33.133+08:00Look what I found in the bargain bin but did not buy<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/P/B00001O33O.01._SCMZZZZZZZ_.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 148px;" src="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/P/B00001O33O.01._SCMZZZZZZZ_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Grade<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Under the Radar</span><br />(Victory)<br /><br />Price: RM 4.95<br /><br />So once in awhile I see things that remind me of a time in the past, when I was someone different. Like this album for example. As soon as I caught sight of it, I was immediately transported back to 2001, back to a time when I loved going to the zoo and seeing the animals, loved painting (I would paint for days) and running shamelessly in open fields, basking in the sun and the smell of grass. Ah, that was indeed a good time ...<br /><br />... ha ha, I'm just shitting you. It actually reminds me of this beautiful day when I tickled a zookeeper and a painter to death and torched their chest hairs in an open field next to a zoo.<br /><br />No animals were harmed in the process though.<br /><br />Grade - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/754786_entpt/Grade%20-%20Stolen%20Bikes%20Ride%20Faster.mp3">Stolen Bikes Ride Faster</a> (from <span style="font-style: italic;">Under the Radar</span>)The Geekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10875387054167893001noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551124811072096315.post-72983107770380945262010-12-22T07:51:00.000+08:002010-12-22T07:51:00.094+08:00This Week's Track 9 - Black Tambourine - By Tomorrow<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvfTKvaXO7LwAuvyW1r9Wd6GLbAZ9aI3-Hi1y_mGnjWG3X_xMdsCcrZAp4kAQkaZ17jhcMDrvEjOnyzHy-cw3pYW2x8Ka300oh96E5P6qBWfgaCzWCBGN5Lomy4vlcHmFgkQU94eBz4jU/s1600/Black+Tambourine.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvfTKvaXO7LwAuvyW1r9Wd6GLbAZ9aI3-Hi1y_mGnjWG3X_xMdsCcrZAp4kAQkaZ17jhcMDrvEjOnyzHy-cw3pYW2x8Ka300oh96E5P6qBWfgaCzWCBGN5Lomy4vlcHmFgkQU94eBz4jU/s400/Black+Tambourine.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548959538240984482" /></a>Some people thrive on having short deadlines. They go about telling each other "do this by tomorrow" or "do that by tomorrow". But not for me. I love taking my time to do trivial things. For example, one of my great achievements in life involves taking three months to open a bottle of milk. Every year or two, I have myself a nice sour bottle of milk and boy is it... what? What do you mean milk isn't supposed to taste sour? That's nonsense. Liquid? Man, I dunno what kind of milk you're eating but from the look of it, it sure doesn't have all that yummy congealed bits. Hahaaa, what a loser. Go buy yourself some proper milk and come back to me in three months.<br /><br />Idiot.<br /><br />Black Tambourine - <a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?10zeagz1n2fppxn">By Tomorrow</a> (from Complete Recordings)Genusfroghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13787803768343960937noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551124811072096315.post-14485057711803216272010-12-21T10:00:00.000+08:002010-12-21T10:34:10.744+08:00Elvis Costello Live in Singapore: March 7<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.corbijn.co.uk/images/photo_blackim_costello.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 401px; height: 270px;" src="http://www.corbijn.co.uk/images/photo_blackim_costello.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Some day, I want to be like Elvis Costello. You know, earn the respect of his fellow professionals, be regarded as one of the foremost forward-thinking individual of his generation and still look cool when everything starts going south (you know, your bojangles). And he did not do it by writing a bunch of timeless songs, putting together a bunch of classic albums, collaborating with some of the greatest musical legends of all time and managing to make the name 'Elvis' his own. He did it by the power of his glasses. What? No, no, I assure you it's the glasses. Have you ever stared into the damn thing? It's like you're being sucked into purgatory or something, the 7th hell. 'She'? She devil more like. Brrr ... <br /><br />Details:<br /><br /><strong style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;">Date:</strong><span style="font-style: italic;"> 7th March 2011 (Monday)</span><strong style="font-style: italic;"><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;">Venue:</span></strong><span style="font-style: italic;"> Grand Theater, Marina Bay Sands, Singapore</span><strong style="font-style: italic;"><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;">Prices:</span></strong><span style="font-style: italic;"> S$210 (A Reserve), S$170 (B Reserve), S$140 (C Reserve), S$110 (D Reserve), S$90 (E Reserve)</span><strong style="font-style: italic;"><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;">Tickets:</span></strong><span style="font-style: italic;"> On sale via Sistic</span><br /><br />Elvis Costello - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/752593_vic3s/Elvis%20Costello%20-%20Poisoned%20Rose.mp3">Poisoned Rose</a> (from <span style="font-style: italic;">King of America</span>)The Geekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10875387054167893001noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551124811072096315.post-51337703379979560242010-12-17T05:44:00.000+08:002010-12-17T11:43:49.355+08:00Friday Fartwork: Bob Dylan's Bootleg Series<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCj3ShHbVOlThb3YcTaAVbVFLJFKThPwDVhsizIRuM6QApcFZCKtUT0jsN0AlS2JJmzJY4fvHrd73517AoXSLnRWkVQKEh-5HTsSQt_qYYsQDkES6EZg13XuVy_RYhtNb8yHcviyIS29c/s1600/Bob+Dylan+-+Bootleg+Series+1-3.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCj3ShHbVOlThb3YcTaAVbVFLJFKThPwDVhsizIRuM6QApcFZCKtUT0jsN0AlS2JJmzJY4fvHrd73517AoXSLnRWkVQKEh-5HTsSQt_qYYsQDkES6EZg13XuVy_RYhtNb8yHcviyIS29c/s400/Bob+Dylan+-+Bootleg+Series+1-3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548987871462632338" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Bob Dylan</div><div style="text-align: center;"><meta charset="utf-8">The Bootleg Series Volumes 1-3 (Rare & Unreleased) 1962-1991</div><div style="text-align: center;">(Columbia)</div><div>
<br />In today's Friday Fartwork, we see Bob Dylan gorging on a karipap while trying to record the sound he makes when so doing. Let's deconstruct this elusive graphic.
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<br />The central visual is, of course, Bob Dylan himself. Looking just like a woman, he is clearly in a recording studio, eating a karipap in front of a microphone. Why he would record the sound of himself eating a karipap is beyond us all - even in this field of fartworking, some things will forever remain a mystery. But Bob has left us some clues.
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<br />The main thrust of clues all point towards his intended anonymity. We have already covered the fact that Bob is trying his best here to look like a woman. Maybe even Cate Blanchet. But not only that - he is also wearing dark glasses. That's an elementary school incognito move.
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<br />Another clue lies in the typography - the words "Bob Dylan" are printed in a pale blue - so pale it almost disappears into the background. Clearly now, this entire artwork takes on a chilling new meaning, one enshrouded in dissociative personalities and fractured/dissipating identities.
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<br />The question that should perplex any serious semiotist then is: why has Bob Dylan chosen to conceal his true self (and in so doing, reveal his "other" selves) in this bootleg compilation? Is the godfather of folk telling us that on his rare and unreleased tracks, he is essentially a different man, or perhaps a woman? And while we're asking questions, why is Bob Dylan recording the sound of himself eating karipap? Is it shameful? Is that the reason behind his rejection of identity? Is it a cross-cultural issue? Or an eating disorder? Or perhaps an experimental music in-joke that only esoterists understand?
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<br />The answer, my friends, is blowing in the wind.
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<br />Bob Dylan - <a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?7y91x7qpp34a7jt">Last Thought On Woodie Guthrie</a> (from <i>The Bootleg Series Volumes 1-3 (Rare & Unreleased) 1962-1991</i>)</div>Genusfroghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13787803768343960937noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551124811072096315.post-57041718836509144272010-12-15T10:00:00.000+08:002010-12-15T10:00:02.835+08:00Stone Temple Pilots Live in Indonesia: March 13th<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://grungereport.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/10/stp1996.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 401px; height: 273px;" src="http://grungereport.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/10/stp1996.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Have you ever wondered what a Stone Temple Pilot is? I have always been wondered what it is. I continue to ask myself throughout the early 2000s, till now. And then as I was preparing this post and looking at the picture above, it suddenly dawned upon me. It's someone who tries to dress up as a yellow Yogi Bear. Now it all makes sense.<br /><br />Details:<br /><br /><strong style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;">Date:</strong><span style="font-style: italic;"> 13th March 2011 (Sunday)</span><br /><strong style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;">Venue:</strong><span style="font-style: italic;"> Ex-Police Academy, Ancol, Indonesia</span><br /><strong style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;">Tickets:</strong><span style="font-style: italic;"> More info soon</span><br /><br />Stone Temple Pilots - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/750681_xgzss/02%20-%20Vasoline.mp3">Vasoline</a> (from <span style="font-style: italic;">Purple</span>)The Geekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10875387054167893001noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551124811072096315.post-35137684980730793672010-12-14T08:55:00.002+08:002010-12-14T09:28:02.608+08:00In the papers today...A snow storm caused <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqb5rjnUPbAHw6HNrmtKghmG4gdfrHr5jNHouCgkvopitAAyKoQ7tiQhyj5edFVhOUxXsy8H2Xqy-M9bGac59Qjsu2ulI05PBY2mnWKnvP8Rnn0zPv81aL0Xkog5JCx5bIbMYpGYEStv07/s1600/stadium.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqb5rjnUPbAHw6HNrmtKghmG4gdfrHr5jNHouCgkvopitAAyKoQ7tiQhyj5edFVhOUxXsy8H2Xqy-M9bGac59Qjsu2ulI05PBY2mnWKnvP8Rnn0zPv81aL0Xkog5JCx5bIbMYpGYEStv07/s320/stadium.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550335559243868658" border="0" /></a>the roof of an American football stadium to cave in. The roof of The Metrodome in Minnesota, home to the Minnesota Vikings, was overwhelmed by the weight of snow on it, and eventually collapsed in the morning. This forced the Vikings to hold its games elsewhere. It also forced Miley Cyrus to move her concert to a new location, and it will now be held in Puff the Magic Dragon's lair, and will feature a new tune called Bong Bong Bong To My Song Song Song.<br /><br />This <a href="http://news.sky.com/skynews/Home/Strange-News/Snow-Minnesota-Vikings-Football-Stadium-Collapses-Under-17-Inches-Of-Snow-In-Blizzard/Article/201012215852654?lpos=Strange_News_Third_Home_Page_Article_Teaser_Region__0&lid=ARTICLE_15852654_Snow%3A_Minnesota_Vikings_Football_Stadium_Collapses_Under_17_Inches_Of_Snow_In_Blizzard">story</a> reminds me of: The Moviegoers - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/750670_pw6dl/The%20Moviegoers%20-%20Avalanche.mp3">Avalanche</a> (from <span style="font-style: italic;">Big High School/Avalance 7"</span>)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ1tUyhnqIsw7ercNrk53fNUk8Z_xiCLjb4aXd6_ZZM1ro9Nac2r01ehC3mtuRQA_wV9bMZ9K2LwVLg13CFaWprZGKoY7JpzrF6B716MP3cNIK4zcoVfqBAi7sQ6hkQXnC2qW-05d1s5D3/s1600/snow.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ1tUyhnqIsw7ercNrk53fNUk8Z_xiCLjb4aXd6_ZZM1ro9Nac2r01ehC3mtuRQA_wV9bMZ9K2LwVLg13CFaWprZGKoY7JpzrF6B716MP3cNIK4zcoVfqBAi7sQ6hkQXnC2qW-05d1s5D3/s320/snow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550335549727382562" border="0" /></a>The notorious hacker group Anonymous has declared war on snow. The hacker group, which have earned worldwide fame for their web attacks on the Paypal, Gene Simmons and the Church of Scientology, are now on a mission to fight back against snow. Among their plans are to attack the Weather Channel website and upvote the sun as Time's Person of the Year. When Frosty was told of these plans by news reporters, he stood silent for two minutes, then pulled the carrot from his nose and ate it.<br /><br />This <a href="http://www.escapistmagazine.com/news/view/106081-Anonymous-Declares-War-on-Snow">story</a> reminds me of: The Soft Province - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/750669_b7ykv/The%20Soft%20Province%20-%20In%20A%20Some%20See%20No%20One%20Club.mp3">In A Some See No One Club</a> (from <span style="font-style: italic;">The Soft Province</span>)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2uGfouAJ4fi0VqvmegcdvSk7UTKbdo_QyrbGeCUAYOoD4AB9OVTsNb0ry9JqQGEbYB3N3A4Dt1eWGDfZFjwMTc4jOoSNjGwD_hMDiy54oIyFk8e5Bq45dJiv1XuhVlBpGqorxwcyCKNXb/s1600/stun.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2uGfouAJ4fi0VqvmegcdvSk7UTKbdo_QyrbGeCUAYOoD4AB9OVTsNb0ry9JqQGEbYB3N3A4Dt1eWGDfZFjwMTc4jOoSNjGwD_hMDiy54oIyFk8e5Bq45dJiv1XuhVlBpGqorxwcyCKNXb/s320/stun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550335550903438610" border="0" /></a>Police in Massachusetts arrested a 54-year-old woman, but only after she had been pepper sprayed twice and zapped with a stun gun three times. The first police officer came onto the scene after receiving two complaints of disturbance coming from the apartment of Maria E. Alvarez. A struggle soon broke out, and eventually the woman was subdued with the help of another police officer. The following day, Dreamworks announced that it had signed up Maria to star in their upcoming 2012 film, <span style="font-style: italic;">King Kong's Bride: The Baddest Beeyatch Evah</span>.<br /><br />This <a href="http://www.sheboyganpress.com/article/20101211/SHE0101/12110482/Stun-gun-fails-to-subdue-woman">story</a> reminds me of: The Jezabels - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/750668_4awtp/The%20Jezebels%20-%20Mace%20Spray.mp3">Mace Spray</a> (from <span style="font-style: italic;">Dark Storm EP</span>)Pantsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18036439650979196369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551124811072096315.post-15024927625456960322010-12-13T10:00:00.001+08:002010-12-13T10:00:01.178+08:00Look what I found in the bargain bin<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.rateyourmusic.com/album_images/s2159135.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://static.rateyourmusic.com/album_images/s2159135.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Various Artists<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">War Child presents Heroes</span><br />(<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Parlophone</span>)<br /><br />Price: RM9.90<br /><br />My uncle Arnold was a hero to me. Why? Because he killed about 2,536 people in his <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">lifetime</span> including Satan. That and he once carried a huge tree trunk with one hand and he spoke like Hitler. The only problem I had with him was that whenever he visited (which was often), he would just stand behind my room door, flexing his biceps, not saying a word and just holding that pose. In fact, if I did not knew better, I would think he was a poster.<br /><br />TV on the Radio - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/749502_rw1k1/TV%20on%20the%20Radio%20-%20Heroes.mp3">Heroes (David Bowie)</a> (from <span style="font-style: italic;">War Child presents Heroes)</span>The Geekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10875387054167893001noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551124811072096315.post-5167283453189159322010-12-12T10:00:00.001+08:002010-12-12T10:00:02.301+08:00Look what I found in the bargain bin<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://adaptiveblue.img.s3.amazonaws.com/music/logic_will_break_your_heart/the_stills/small"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://adaptiveblue.img.s3.amazonaws.com/music/logic_will_break_your_heart/the_stills/small" alt="" border="0" /></a>The Stills<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Logic Will Break Your Heart</span><br />(Warner)<br /><br />Price: RM9.90<br /><br />Look at the cover. Just look at it. I've been. And you know what it tells me? It tells that The Stills believe that logic will break your heart through the power of shuriken rain. What is shuriken rain? No one really knows cause no one's lived to tell the tale. Why I believe it's shuriken rain? What is your problem? Don't you know? Come closer, I'll tell you ...<br /><br />... God is a ninja.<br /><br />The Stills - <a href="http://www.filefreak.com/files/749273_phvfc/The%20Stills%20-%20Of%20Montreal.mp3">Of Montreal</a> (from <span style="font-style: italic;">Logic Will Break Your Heart</span>)The Geekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10875387054167893001noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551124811072096315.post-63946795330009936012010-12-10T09:00:00.001+08:002010-12-10T15:50:29.050+08:00Friday Fartwork: Sufjan Stevens' Peace<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhavepeF-2jaqRciELj9ko1aRJ84eexpI7YXEQya8hyQwqypC_UIgJcsAEUkMffhF9oDbRKrhuWV_GGAXjKI_nPkN7ncCTh0cuD5TZ0ifv_zrTN_0OTc377xsvH2V1HFP1UdrDPetED57M/s1600/Sufjan+Stevens+-+Peace.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhavepeF-2jaqRciELj9ko1aRJ84eexpI7YXEQya8hyQwqypC_UIgJcsAEUkMffhF9oDbRKrhuWV_GGAXjKI_nPkN7ncCTh0cuD5TZ0ifv_zrTN_0OTc377xsvH2V1HFP1UdrDPetED57M/s400/Sufjan+Stevens+-+Peace.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548516616866628578" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Sufjan Stevens</div><div style="text-align: center;">Sufjan Stevens Presents Songs For Christmas Vol V: Peace</div><div style="text-align: center;">(Athsmatic Kitty)</div><br />Christmas is just around the corner, and so it's only fair for our Friday Fartwork to dip its toes into some holiday fun.<br /><br />Fun indeed, because in Sufjan Stevens' fifth volume of Christmas carols, <i>Peace</i>, we are treated to a scene of ghastly violence and robbing of innocence. Let's get right into it.<br /><br />The main graphic shows Santa Claus, having transformed into a lion, attempting to devour a lamb - itself, a symbol of childhood and infancy.<br /><br />Santa Claus, like all those werewolves in oldskool werewolf movies, has clearly just transformed into a ferocious lion - we know this not only from his posture (cradling the lamb/child on his lap) but especially from the Santa hat, which he/it is still wearing. In the place of his big white beard, Santa has grown a mane of fiery orange. What was once white is now the colour of the flames of hell. Indeed, the lamb in question is due for a bloodbath.<br /><br />Of course, the lamb does not represent a specific kid, like a Donnie or a Polly, but childhood itself - nay, childhood and all that it represents: naivety, vulnerability, and most importantly, innocence. This disturbing visual in fact tells the story of Santa Claus robbing children of their innocence. More clues to this chilling message lie in the typography.<br /><br />The album title, <i>Peace</i>, is set in a typeface reminiscent of hippie art from the late 1960s. But where hippie art was typified by psychedelic use of colours, the peace that lamb-eating Santa is offering is devoid of joy, displayed in washed-out white and furnished with a 130-degree drop shadow, creating a black and white effect reminiscent of film noir's chiaroscuro photography. This in turn hints at the dark side behind Santa's motives.<br /><br />Beneath the word "Peace" are nondescript, informative words like "Sufjan Stevens" "Presents" and "2006 Vol V". But occupying a prominent position - on the same level as Santa's hat, the remaining clue to his true identity - is the word "Christmas", adorned with the wool of dead lambs. This wool, again, is not the wool of a bunch of kids who have died, but is the wool of ruined childhoods and robbed chastities.<br /><br />All-in-all, what we have here is an impassioned warning against trusting your children with Santa Clauses, anywhere in the world. Sufjan's alarm bell is completed in his own, personal and stern response in the second track of the album, posted below.<br /><br />Sufjan Stevens - <a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?av73uqv9sykbw0s">Get Behind Me Santa!</a> (from <i>Sufjan Stevens Presents Songs For Christmas Vol V: Peace</i>)Genusfroghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13787803768343960937noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551124811072096315.post-71305793574438833072010-12-09T10:49:00.003+08:002010-12-09T11:08:48.817+08:00This Week's Track 9 - Mendoza Line - Tiny Motions<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIGd6dsfIiCxn8ueLexuE8dtZMcXsmah1g8zGLocAyXySzSoJOszy1iuZXhhzaqn3u3yKp_4u_2APklGQsuGDTlZpdok_E2YSjeSs2Qlvx6GEO1jPQnU22d_Z5hd2WDeum-XltgV4nWHE/s1600/Mendoza+Line.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIGd6dsfIiCxn8ueLexuE8dtZMcXsmah1g8zGLocAyXySzSoJOszy1iuZXhhzaqn3u3yKp_4u_2APklGQsuGDTlZpdok_E2YSjeSs2Qlvx6GEO1jPQnU22d_Z5hd2WDeum-XltgV4nWHE/s400/Mendoza+Line.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548512549281760690" /></a>This week's featured Track 9 is Tiny Motions by The Mendoza Line. Of course, Mendoza Line think they know a lot about tiny motions but not as much as me, no. Because every day, I go to the toilet after The Geek, and all I ever see are his tiny motions. Why, you may ask, does The Geek leave behind tiny motions? The answer is because he has a tiny buttcrack. And that, my friends, is what pretentious people like to call "logic".<br /><br />Yes, I do love a good logic puzzle. Let's try another one: if you have five French maids in your house, what does that say about your house? What? That it's gets dirty quickly? Logically, it means that your house is actually my house. Wait...<br /><br />Pardonnez-moi, Bijou, you missed a spot. Right here. Yes, merci, babie.<br /><br /><div>The Mendoza Line - <a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?trzwn3mh7v83fek">Tiny Motions</a> (from <i>Fortune</i>)</div>Genusfroghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13787803768343960937noreply@blogger.com0