Friday, November 14, 2008

bored posting

so, to waste some time, I'm going to type nonsense on here, it hopes that the next 15 minutes disappear into a void.


hows about that economy, right?
wow! I mean that, too, wow!
fucking everyone wants a bail out now, me too, boo hoo, money money money.
hey car companies, survival of the fittest assholes.
can't compete with the asians? too fucking bad.
because my tax money does not need to help out an institution that will probably end up obso-fucking-lete in 20 years or so.
I say, to the government, don't give Detroit any money.
use that money to invest in a high-speed rail system between major cities.
or, if you do give them money (because the answer to any problem is and always has been to throw money at it, and ignore the problems that got us there in the first place), fucking include some sort of provision that forces these companies to invest in alternate fuel automobiles, otherwise I don't care if you can't sell any more giant SUV's.

what do I know though, shit is complicated and i'm stupid.

but seriously, Democrats, screw you and your fuck buddies at the UAW. If you really want to do something constructive out there in DC, fucking call your boy Jack Donaghy at NBC and get 'My Own Worst Enemy' BACK on Television.


-concerned Tax Payer

Sunday, November 2, 2008

Election Day, hooray! For what a magical day of the year!

I'm early to the party, fuck you.

No, I don't mean I voted early; what do you take me for? I mean the election hasn't happened, and it certainly isn't 'Election Day'.

"But, Phillip," you might be asking yourself, "why are you explaining to this to me like I'm a moron?"

I don't know, sorry about that, I guess.

However, these 'Historic Elections' are almost upon us... Two years in the making and finally, fucking finally, whichever of the two chumps the majority of this idiotic country decides will lead us poorly for the next four years will be decided.

I've heard the rhetoric from both sides.
Obama is a one man Al Qaida Terror Cell; McCain is a cenobite.
Sarah Palin isn't prepared to run this country; Joe Biden is certifiably insane.

You know, I get it. I see what both sides are trying to tell me. "Hey, you, Independent Minded voter, hey come over here, check this out. You know how, like, I'm running this campaign here, trying to be the President, and all that, you know? Well check this obvious fact: my opponent says you're gay."

I guess maybe I'm burnt out on our entire political process. Neither candidate answers questions thoughtfully, it's just bile spewing from the their lips, in the form of overly rehearsed and conducted talking points. I watched one of the McCain interviews, a bit of it, and the dude asked him what he DID plan to do about the economy. McCain responded by explaining how Sarah Palin ignited the Republican base, and how that base disagrees with Mr Obama on his economic choices, and how that isn't what he plans to do. Well what DO you plan to do?

So, in my political research here (mostly done on Wikipedia), I've discovered something that I believe America can truly get behind. A Centrist political party, which, like Festivus, is for the rest of us:

The Modern Whig Party

Yes, America, that's right, the Whigs. The Party that brought you Presidents Zachary Taylor and, my personal favorite, William Henry Harrison. They're back, and more un-intimidating than ever.



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Tuesday, September 23, 2008

show review: MONOTONIX at the Mel

The Date: Monday, Sept. 22nd, 2008

What started as a mild mannered Monday evening - just kicking it, you know, watching some bands, drinking PBR - ended with a shirtless mob taking to the streets following three half naked Israeli's with music equipment.

But let's take it back a step...

We rolled up to Indianapolis' Historic Melody Inn around 8:30 or so, to a sparse and fairly timid crowd, for a show featuring three gritty Rock n Roll Bands (Local up-and-comers Thunders; Call Me Lightning, from Milwaukee, WI; and Tel Aviv's beloved sons Monotonix). We sat in preparation, had some brews, and bullshitted with friends as they arrived. Over time more and more people began to arrive, so the music started.

First up: CALL ME LIGHTNING
(http://www.myspace.com/callmelightning)
It was unfortunate that the crowd was as docile as they were for these guys, because the power trio from the Badger State packed a wallop of a punch. Playing Indie Rock that is equally melodic and gritty, it was clear to me these guys cut their teeth in Punk or some derivative. It was a solid set, but the subdued crowd wouldn't dissipate.

Some beers later: THUNDERS
(http://www.myspace.com/thunderstheband)
Alas, my first chance to see the mighty Thunders, the new band from Ryan Reidy the guitar master-freak behind Ari Ari, and an all-around good dude. The hype for this band around town has been slightly beyond ridiculous, and while it may be deserved - they are excellent musicians, and offer a good product - I just don't know if the Psyched-Out Fuzz Rock they deployed was going to wake the mellow Monday crowd up. I was underwhelmed, but I definitely hope to catch them again.

More beer and cigarette's later: MONOTONIX
(http://www.myspace.com/monotonix)
The crowd was still a little quiet when Monotonix began to set up - strategically placing the drum set in the middle of the bar, unwinding feet upon feet of microphone and guitar chords - but the three short-short laden, mustachioed Israeli men would soon wake everyone up. The split second they began, and singer
Levi "Ha Haziz" (Yomtov) Elvis leaped onto the bar top, the energy in the room was amplified ten-fold. Monotonix play Rock n Roll akin to the MC5 or similar Hard Rock/Garage acts of the 70's. Their set was pure, unadulterated chaos, and I loved it. They were all over the place: crowd surfing; slamming trashcans onto drummer Mordecei's head; and at one point, the Guitarist, Moshe Vegas, was standing on the bar top playing guitar and bass drum simultaneously. It was amazing. All of the ensuing action culminated in Yomtov asking the crowd to take off their shirts ("It's okay, I know you Americans do not have chests as hairy as we do.") and follow the entire band down the street, while they continued to play. It was raucous, it was anarchaic, it was great. If you ever, ever get a chance to see these guys in a live setting, for God's sake, do it!

aren't convinced:

Thursday, September 18, 2008