Don’t know who this guy is, but this song is pretty brilliant; it’s called ‘My Focken Glockenspiel’. And listen for the Phish reference…
This comment about the new AC/DC album (that still isn’t out for another couple months) from music industry ‘guy’, Bob Lefsetz really grabbed me…
The groove to “Decibel”… Like you’ve just stripped naked and are sauntering to the bed to stick your rod into a woman who’s BEYOND FANTASY! Wow, this is too much, PURE SEX!
Wow! The song better be amazing to legitimize using such a porny and corny word as ‘rod’. Reminiscent of Penthouse Forum letters, no? Cheers to ya though, Bob! You’re writing is always quite captivating. Check out the whole review of Black Ice. It looks like we can look forward to a gem from the Aussie boys this October! Subscribe to the Lefzsetz Letter here.
HAVE A CHEESY WEEKEND, YA’LL! I’m headed camping…no, not Bonnaroo. Just a chill couples’ weekend Upstate in the Poconos in a tent by a stream. Dig this video, actually brought to you by Mo. This one’s a throwback, all the way…
I was trying to get out of a brain-funk today and thought a nice bike ride would do the job. Well, as soon as I got across the Brooklyn Bridge, en route to the East Village to drop off some camera film, my front tire tube burst….pshhshhheewwww! I considered it all too representative of the funk that my mind’s been in lately, but the rest of my being would have it. I’m not usually one to wallow. So, after some wandering in Tribeca, I found a bike shop and got the tube replaced very quickly. Then all the fun began…riding in crazy Manhattan traffic in the sun. I love it!
I got the film dropped off and headed back downtown towards the Brooklyn Bridge again. Until I came across the signs pointing me block-by-block exactly how to get to the bike path for the Manhattan Bridge…a bridge that I have not yet conquered in bike. So I rocked it and I loved it. It’s funny riding next to the subway trains! And there’s nothing like the second half of a bridge…where it’s all downhill. I am now invigorated and consider today the first day of my summer…and the rest of my life, goddammit!
Anyway, as I was riding the bridge, for some reason I started wondering what the phrase “Here’s mud in your eye” means and its origins. Why would one want mud wished upon (or up-in) their eyes?! Talk amongst yourselves…and please let me know if you find out what gives…or even if you just have a half-baked theory about it.
Have a rockin’ weekend, ya’ll! I will
The trashy, yet somehow precious, Daisy De La Hoya…
or the classy Ambre Lake, who Daisy says probably wears ‘granny panties’…
I know I shouldn’t care, but I do. The Rock of Love 2 finale is on Sunday, but I probably won’t catch it till Monday or Tuesday. Check out this blog‘s hilarious Daisy comparison that is dead-on!
And I’ll leave you with the eternal question…”Are YOU here for Bret?”
Sorry it’s been a little slow around here the last couple days. It’s been a busy work week. Here’s something to get you through the weekend. Btw…GO GIANTS! You gotta go with the underdog.
UPDATE: Mo has brought it to our attention that the above Sitting Guy (or whatever he may call himself) is directly ripping off Tom Green’s old ‘Bum Bum Song (Lonely Swedish)’. You decide…which is funnier?
Simple observation: everyone outside NYC has a GPS device