clearing my throat

ok so yeah i am terrible at this blogging thing and i know that you have all been waiting breath baited on the next musical dribblings that might spill out of my um keyboard?

ok starting over, i have a bunch of stuff that is all thematically linked and clever and worthy of the blogosphere and whatever, but first i just have to get some stuff off my chest. of a musical nature. things you need to hear. now.

first up is Bloodshot Eyes - Wynonie Harris, which i only found out about because of one of those 2 cd copyright violation Cds you can find in cutout bins in your local not terribly reputable record store. THANK YOU PR1MO RECORDS (yes that is the real name! pregoogleproofed!) FOR SHOWING ME THAT THE CZECH REPUBLIC KNOWS HOW TO GET DOWN.

so yeah, i love me some Louis Prima and this is obviously a dude that is maybe sort of owed some checks from the estate - i will buy some legal versions of this soon so that the executor of the Wynonie Harris estate who is probably the second cousin with the best lawyer can get his 74 cents. DONT SPEND IT ALL IN THE SAME PLACE VULTURE DUDE!*

*yes btw, Pat Benatar (who i normally have some affection for) covered this song. it is terrible. i will not link to it, because it has nearly 10 times the views of the original. watch it if you want, but it sucks and you are a traitor.

Next, we have Portal - Glumurphonel which is awesome because A) EVERYTHING LOUDER AND FASTER THAN EVERYTHING ELSE B) serious note, this is really kind of mindnumbing levels of playing across the board and makes geek fucks like Meshuggah look like boring arrythmic douchebags C) the lead singer is wearing a cuckoo clock on his head and that is 10000% more metal than leather pants.

and to totally destroy my credibility, i cant stop listening to the acoustic version of Silversun Pickups - Panic Room. shut the hell up.