Can’t Even with these Dicks

i was listenin’ to whatever yewchoob throws at me, as much as i can tolerate that.  this time it was giving me nothing but stuff i’ve heard before, which is ok because i’m a basic bitch like that.  this is “unable,” by suburban lawns.  i think the first few times i had it on, i wasn’t paying close attention and assumed it was about frustration in some general sense, but no, it’s about how her lover’s dongus is too longus to be contained in condoms as it should be.  reminds me of the quentin tarantino “like a virgin” bit from reservoir dogs.

well this is a punk song by a wacky lady vocalist that is about frustrating limitations in a broader sense, and i prefer it.  the chorus is about domestic violence tho, in a dark humorish kind of way.  check it out.

su tissue from suburban lawns presumably got a day job and fell off the face of the earth.  good for her, i think.  fame no bueno for some ladies.  polly succumbed to the scourge of punk rock: cancer.  i don’t know why, most of the ramones and ari up from the slits and more got punked out by the big c.  don’t do world tours, people.  airplane travel involves too much radiation.  but she did live long enough to perform a few duets with her adult daughter, to reap the appreciation of the nostalgic in her last years.  get what you can out of the time u got.

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A Prophecy

“Evil policemen patrol the city;
They look for somebody to kill.
They’ve done a little damage,
They wanna do some more now,
And they probably will.”

“I Wish This Song Was Louder” by Electric Six (2006)

I tease that this was prophetic, but the fact is police work attracts murderers like priest work attracts child molesters, so it’s been true.  But still, it jumps out when you hear it, given the way hair fuhrer’s goon squad is besieging Minneapolis at the moment.  If they keep on like this, we’re going to have a massacre at some point, possibly hundreds of victims.  I’m sure ICE’s secret body count is already well over a hundred “invisible people,” but this is that main street action he was bragging about.  Different.

The casual level of control the fash have over complicit corporate media might prove insufficient at that point.  My guess is they’ll try to seize direct control of media then.  I bet google rolls over for the murderers and restricts youtube for them.  What else might happen?  A good model for how the pigs will react could be the Philippines under Duterte, when they were piling up dead college students and claiming they were all narcoterrorists.

The rest of this song is more silly and irrelevant.  Give you something less dire to look at.

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We Dem Boyz

I made a playlist on yewchoob.  When I say “we dem boyz” I don’t mean to misgender myself.  I was just thinkin’, lotta songs about boys.  I didn’t scratch the surface really, but observe what I got.  I do include just a few non-musical items, including the lead-off track.  Enjoy.

…uuuhhhh content warnings.  some videos might flash a lil light, iggy pop’s song violates my ableism policy, song by the waitresses a lil sexist?, dead milkmen song is about self-destruction and is rude about little people, and just everything about boyz in tha hood…  the rest of the stuff is probably problematic for reasons.  i couldn’t bring myself to include duran duran’s wild boys.

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mind control music in cartoons

in honor of the newest moral panic about a thing that is being blamed for suicides, a look back at when people claimed heavy metal would have that effect.

fundies moved from the tent show to the talk show, popularizing the idea of hidden messages in music.  that idea turned up in a few cartoons, tho not always in the genre of metal…

remember when gi joe’s enemy organization cobra started a band, for mind control purposes?  pepperidge farm remembers.

that was a pretty catchy one, but the brain of “pinky and” fame had better lyrics.  “ain’t you a tall drink of water?”  “actually, madam, i am a laboratory mouse on stilts.”

let me know of any others i should add to the post.

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oh well whatever nevermind

hey howzabout the weather.  purty wet ’round these parts, i tell you whut.  maybe not rainin’ cats and dogs, nay, mere puppies and kittens, tumblin’ from on high, soft steady and endless.  solar powered things lie fallow in the yard.  look around, lisa brown, the sky is that hazy shade.  the worm turns.  rather, the quadrillion ton of invasive worm turns, and those who feast upon such things cavort where they are flushed from the earth.  that’s a miserable looking banquet, but joy is where you find it.  for my part, i’m gonna tuck into an unquiet species of torpor, and see what dreams come, in the moments when they are permitted.

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A Mission Possible: Get Your Drank On

I was gonna save this video for Thanks4nothing, but I ran out of content before that, and the sidebar is a vanishing domain upon which we feasty dogs must fight to survive.  Before I exhorted my commentariat to find video of TV’s Michael “The Worf” Dorn talking about monkey lovin’, but it proved to be something I’d hallucinated in the past.  What I’m going to ask of you now is actually possible, so please do it.

Observe…

Now I know what you’re thinking.  “That sounds interesting, except maybe I do this this and this instead, until it no longer resembles original concept in any respect.”  And I get that.  This is FtB, and like the bloggers here, we are all fierce individualists who anarchistically never accomplish anything.  But resist the impulse!  Resist it, I say.  One, this is worth doing right, at least once.  Two, I don’t want to be the only person in the world who has ever done it.  Please don’t leave me hangin’!

I wasn’t hugely clear on the specifics of method, so take this in recipe form.

Toolz

  • 1 paring knife
  • mixing bowl
  • one ziploc sandwich bag
  • two ziploc freezer bags
  • three regular bowls, small to medium size
  • big clear glass mug
  • wide-mouth straw like they do at bubble tea joints
  • maybe roll of paper towels or a small regular towel handy for messes

Ingredience

  • 1 pomegranate
  • 1 small thingus of lucky charms, generic may be adequate
  • 1 20 oz bottle of pepsi

Destructions

  • put one freezer bag inside another, just in case of tiny holes.
  • pour the pepsi into the inner freezer bag and seal both.  do not seal a bunch of air inside because these will swell as the water within freezes, and you don’t want them to pop open.  squeeze a lil air out, careful not to spill liquid.
  • put that shit in the freezer.  set a timer for maybe forty-five minutes.
  • keep checking on it every forty-five minutes, busting up crystals so it freezes slushy, no big hard chunks within.  you may also have to let more air out as it expands.  it is finished when this is a frozen pepsi, more crystal than liquid, but slushy – not a big slab.
  • you can do more of these steps while you wait for freezing.  depending on your freezer it could take hours.
  • rinse the pomegranate.  use the paring knife to notch the rind, circumnavigating the sumbitch with the cut in at least two directions, so you can pull it apart in quarters.
  • put maybe three inches of water in the mixing bowl, and get it, one ziploc sandwich bag, and one regular bowl at least medium size, and have them within reach – along with optional towels for spills.  put on a movie or some podcasts; you’ll be here a while.
  • gently pull apart pomegranate, sinking the quarters in the mixing bowl of water.  they don’t have to be fully submerged, but water should be accessible.
  • remove all the rind and mesocarp (inner membranes) from the pomegranate arils, placing them in your medium bowl.  if it’s white, it goes.  sometimes a lil strand of pulp will be stuck to the base of an aril.  i individually knock these off, tho it makes this take a ridiculously long time.  even the best pomegranates most of us can get have some amount of rotten seeds.  chuck them in the garbage bowl too.  the water helps you get junk off your fingers as you go.  a towel may also be useful.
  • as you go, put the fresh arils in the ziploc sandwich bag.  when you got all the good ones, refrigerate.  they’re nicer slightly chilled.  these will be in better condition than the ones you get from a grocery store.  super primo.
  • at the end you will also have one bowl of rind pieces plus a few rotten arils.  garbage or compost.  the bowl of water will be yellowish and have tiny bits of plant matter in it.  send it down the drain.
  • get two more bowls and your lucky charms.  one of the bowls can be pretty small.
  • separate the marshmallows from the oat cereal pieces in the lucky charms.  the bowls help, give you something to divvy into.  you don’t need a lot of the marshmallows, maybe a little less than a handful, depending on the size of your hands.  at the end pour the oat bits back in the box, to sadden the next child who tries to pour some of their favorite cereal.  set the bowl of ‘shmallows aside.
  • you might have to wait longer if your pepsi ain’t frozen yet.  when it’s good, it’s time to play bartender.
  • make a lil conical pyramid at the bottom of your mug.
  • pour lucky charms around the base of it.
  • pour a similar amount of pom arils on top of the lucky charms, maybe a lil less.  you will have a lot of arils left.  you can use for more of the recipe for pals, or save as a treat for later.  i like to eat ’em straight or with cool whip from a lil ramekin.
  • top it off with however much of the frozen pepsi fits in your mug.
  • serve with wide-mouthed straw.
  • WARNING – the arils are a choking hazard.  careful how you succc.

In the video I also failed to adequately describe it.  First up, frozen pepsi is what you’d expect.  Nice, if wildly sweet.  Second, you’d think the marshmallows would disintegrate, but not really?  And the way they almost crunch in the mouth is weirdly pleasing.  Also very sweet, with a touch of food coloring taste.  Lastly, pomegranate arils explode in the mouth real nice, and when they do?  Release a slightly sour taste into the excessively sweet beverage, lending it a lot of interest.

Let me know if u dun it, or if you’re a boring anarchist who had to do your own shit.  I’d be curious about an alcoholic version tho I total tee.  Comment on the blog, not on yewchoob.  Thanks.

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Essential Milks

I made a playlist of what I deemed the best Dead Milkmen songs, following my exhaustive review of their discography, trying to have at least one from most of their albums, to get the range of what’s going on there.  Does it hang together?

The biggest problem with making this kind of thing is often the volume difference from one album to the next, however I think yewchoob might equalize stuff to have a similar noisiness, from one video to the next?  At least, I don’t recall having any radical changes causing issues – unlike burning one’s own cd, where that’s a perennial annoyance.

Another issue is appended intro or outro material on a track, no way to skip without editing.  That’s why I left “Life is Shit” off of this list, tho it’s usually considered essential to tha canon.  Anyway, top 20 Dead Milkmen songs in whatever order seemed the least jarring with minimal effort.  A number of these tracks break my ableism and/or doomerism policies, so beware…

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