Apparently, according to the website above, the 2016’s Official Summer Song is Chance The Rapper’s “No Problem” (feat. 2 Chainz & Lil Wayne). I don’t know about you folks, but that song didn’t even crack my top 500 songs of 2016’s summer. I get the feeling that anyone who voted for that song is REALLY excited about the possibility of getting a craft Popsicle store in their neighborhood.
Since there’s now way in Hell that I’m gonna post a the video for “No Problem” (Nothing against Chance, put I’m sure he’s getting enough publicity), here’s a cool new 3Teeth video…
Don’t do it for me. Don’t do it because “I Don’t Get Anything But Shit From You” is a fun little angry song. Do it because the people who’ve been posting in comments section of the poll are UNSPEAKABLE MONSTERS! Don’t believe Me? OK, here’s an actual quote:
“Nice, but I’m gonna have to go with ‘Because I’m Me’ by the Avalanches. That song breathes summer.”
If that songs breathes summer, then I want to be the one to hold a pillow over its face until it STOPS breathing summer. Or anything else, for that matter.
If you’re like me (and these days, who isn’t?) you live in a city whose airwaves are dominated with shitty Alt-Rock. This means that WE have to hear THEIR music, but THEY never have to encounter OURS. We have to consistently endure their upbeat Poptomist anthems, but they rarely, or ever, get a taste or our angry songs. Well, “Project Rein Down on Yo’ Ass” hopes to address that issue one poll at a time.
And just what a shock it will be to these people to hear an angry female voice. I swear by God and a dozen other mass murderers, that Hipster are the most gender-normative subculture since the Birchers . Think about it. All of their men look like lumberjacks and are into bacon and all of their women are doe-eyed knitting enthusiasts who speak in squeaky child-like voices. If you saw that shit in a horror movie, you’d flee from the theater.
Many, many years ago, an acquaintance of my got burned on a coke deal so he got his shotgun and drove to the dealer’s corner only to find it occupied by four dudes sporting Uzis. Vastly out-gunned, my neighbor just set low in the driver’s seat, then drove for about half -a-block before fire his gun into the air. “I just wanted them to know I was thinking about them”, he would later explain.
So, there you have it. Like my acquaintance, we too are vastly out-gunned. but that doesn’t mean we can’t make a little noise from time-to-time just to let other folks know that we’re thinking aout them.
So let’s get going; there’s no other choice. God willing, we will prevail, in peace and freedom from fear, and in true health, through the purity and essence of our natural fluids.
You’ve had over a month to get to up close and personal with our Chica Vampiro track, now it’s you turn to see if you can improve on perfection! This is your chance to remix a song by the greatest super-group since Simon and Garfunkle and Malmsteen and Dawn!
Everybody dig a grave. Dig a grave.
Everybody dig a grave. Dig a grave.
Look over there! To your right. Hit the play button!
Hey gherkins, it’s been a tough week. If you’re in need of a little cheering up, then my friends The Gothsicles, & MC Lars, and I have a song that just might help. It’s a tribute to our favorite Spanish-Language teen vampire show: Chica Vampiro.
You can download it from Bandcamp for free. But if you do decide to throw some money our way, be assured that, for the first month, ALL proceeds will go to charity (and not “Charity”, who is a very talented and flexible pole-dancer).
Here are the lyrics:
Saturday, one o’clock I turn my TV to Mondo Fox ‘Cuz there’s a show I’ve got to watch There’s a show that just plain rocks! A high school girl named Daisy O’Brian Who’s also a vampire. I ain’t lyin’ The acting is better than Robert De Niro It’s time to watch…
Reruns of “Buffy” can be OK But I just can’t watch ’em everyday Not when there’s so much at stake So drop that hero and get with a zero It’s time to watch…
Chica Vampiro, me gusta mucho
Telenovela, amor y justo
Colombian hit, ninos pequenos
Scaring their parents and haunting their sueños
Max de la Torre puede bailar
cuando Ulises O’Brian is far
Twilight it’s not, but still rocks the spot
Chica Vampiro, voy a mirar a lot
[Approximate translation by someone who doesn’t speak Spanish] Chica Vampiro, your wombat is rabid Now we must flee; flee to the volcano For you are the one with the webbed toes You are the one with a greatest TV show.
I’m in the process of making a brave and possibly futile attempt to document some of the more interesting things that happened to me in 2015 (the busiest & strangest year of my life) over a series of posts. I hope you enjoy them. If you don’t, bite me!
It’s March of 2015 and I’m stumbling around while muttering about the Kennedy assassination.
The sentence above will make sense if you watch this…
Lesson for musicians: Act, Paint, Bake, Raise Lemurs, whatever… Acting is great way to get a new perspective on writing lyrics. I do this by performing rambling monologues – which I’d be doing even if a camera wasn’t pointed at me. Acting is also helpful if you think of your edited scenes as remixes (unless all of your best scenes end up on the cutting-room floor. Phil Collins claims this is what happened to his best work in the “It’s No Fun Being an Illegal Alien” video). And ad-libbing is pretty much the Theater (is evil) Major version of jamming only with tights instead of guitars. The point is that you can learn something about music by studding just about any other discipline (except, oddly, fencing).
I’m going to make a brave and possibly futile attempt to document some of the more interesting things that happened to me in 2015 (the busiest & strangest year of my life) over a series of posts. I hope you enjoy them.
It’s approximately 2 AM on the morning of Sunday, February 1st, 2015, and I am wading through a a group of roughly two dozen women who are making out with each other, shouting “Look out for those knives!”
Clearly, some backstory is called for. ..
Back in October of 2015, my friend and fellow DJ Neska came through in a big way for the Dead Milkmen by setting up a show for us in Baltimore (Due to a miscommunication, we’d had some other shows canceled, so this was a godsend…technically a “Neskasend”). During our messaging back-and-forth, Neska informed me that Bryan & Christof from Velvet Acid Christ would be attending the show. I thought she was joking. I think it took her a couple of weeks to convince me that she wasn’t.
I’ll get to the knives (they’re really more like swords) and the massive all-girl lip-lock fest in a minute, but right now I need you to understand that I am really huge (and not just because I’ve gotten fatter) Velvet Acid Christ fan.
I’m going to make a brave and possibly futile attempt at documenting some of the more interesting things that happened to me in 2015 (the strangest year of my life), over a series of posts. I hope you enjoy them.
It’s the after of Saturday, January 17th, 2015, and I am urinating, live, on the internet.
Maybe I’d better rewind a little…
A month or so earlier, our friend an co-conspirator Brain McTear asked us (The Dead Milkmen) if we’d like to take part in Weathervane Music’s Shaking Through series. Basicly, the series works like this: a band drops by Brian’s studio for two days – one day of recording and one day of mixing . Both sessions are streamed live over the internet, and later the song and a little documentary are released. We said yes – otherwise you wouldn’t be reading this.
I was really excited about the invite (Here’s my original tumblr post ) for a couple of reasons. First, I really enjoy working with Brian. Second, how often can you turn on your computer and watch a band record and mix a song live? I’m a total studio-spaz; I’m fascinated with the studio in much the same way that Mike Huckabee is fascinated by shiny objects, also, I can think of about 50 bands whom I’d love to watch recording a song. And, finally, it would give the band a chance to record “The Prisoner’s Cinema” – a song that I’d really wanted to include on Pretty Music For Pretty People.
OK. I’m getting to the urination, but first I’d like to tell you a little bit about the the origin of the song and my friends Kyle, MC Lars and Matt & Jill (AKA Hot Breakfast!). Oh, here’s 10 hours of The Dead Milkmen in the studio, just in case you think I’m making all of this up.
Just a reminder that RATYHTL (The radio show) will be airing tonight on YNOT from 9 to 11PM. As usual, I’ll post the show’s playlist on tumblr (link on the menu at the left) around 8:55. If you’re new to all of this, there are instructions as to how to stream the show here.