I’ve been awake for too many hours and probably nothing I post right now should be considered a reasonable take
I’m silently auditioning percussionists this month. Brian Rosenworcel of Guster inspires me, so I am looking for someone who can turn hand percussion into magic kind of the way he can. There’s a washboard player out in Texas I’d love to work with, but the commute to San Francisco for rehearsals would be unaffordable.
it sounds like i need to talk to gavin bryars. i am not the best composer and the one i wanted to work with died three years ago.
people read what they want into the bible, right? i always figured his “render unto cesar” was “dude, do you want them fucking us over because we didn’t pay our taxes? don’t draw attention unnecessary from the government”. I might be unnecessarily connecting that to the don’t shout prayers on streetcorners thing, i’m not a bibble scholer.
we were doing poetry analysis in high school, and the teacher wanted us each to bring in a song on cassette or cd or just write down the lyrics. we’d listen as a class and analyze it like poetry. his only condition was that we not bring in songs with profanity, mostly because there was always That Kid who would turn into an onion whenever they heard a swear. Well, Shitass Steve thought he’d be funny
FUCK YOU I WON’T DO WHAT YOU TELL ME
the lyrics he’d distributed to the class insisted it was FUNK YOU not FUCK YOU. oh Shitass Steve, you were always entertaining.
okay so i’m working on this kinda weird project (local musicians humor me because when i have a good idea, it’s phenomenal) where i want the band to play the wrong musical instruments for the genre. kind of like this i get it’s not the most original idea to do an I. Ron Butterfly on the pipe organ or something, but i somehow keep meeting harpists who i want to play something together with and i want one of my next few projects to be a blues band. i don’t see how harp and blues go together but we could figure it out.
now that i think about it, it’d be really fun to do punk on the concertina. i know a great accordionist too…
i know i know i’ll go jump in the harbor
Yeah. Got a gas heater with a tank just down the hall
Statesian here. I have one kettle in my bedroom one in my kitchen, and one in my office. Tea waits for no man
Sound of Music. Still does. Those fucking puppets. I have to leave the room for that scene when my wife watches it.
I would like to invasive species your huntsman we moved here and they have roaches in all the garages in the neighborhood (the place used to be an orchard, and before that like all of the americas an indian burial ground)
We had a “pet” spider that lived in the kitchen. There was this spot the ants kept getting in, and he (? I assume) moved there and just started eating the ants. I hate ants. And so a pact was formed. Then one year my mom hired a cleaning lady and she didn’t bother to ask about Gerald.
Can you buy a million sterilized mosquitos and release them into your environment? It’s a long term solution but they can compete the fertile mosquitos to death.
All of the humans or just parts of them?
I was gonna say take a dump on their bumper but yours works too
If you get the chance to see them live, take it. I caught their “We Have Eras Too” tour most recently and it included a puppet show. I was not expecting a puppet show it was delightful.