I Want to Ride it!

If I could get a degree in staying up all night long, I'd get that fucker. It's all I do now. Awake at day; dirty nasty things at night. But I am productive, don't you know. For example, it's 2:18 AM as I write this and I scanned my computer for viruses, so I'm pretty much set tonight. I've also applied for many scholarships, so I'm good.

This song comes from yesterday (the 26th) while working on something, I think a Tofu drawing at 1 AM. From Queen off their 1978 album Jazz, "Bicycle Race."

You say black/ I say white

You say bark/ I say bite

You say shark/ I say 'Hey man!'

Jaws was never my scene/ And I don't like Star Wars

Take Me...!

Top 40 stations, a mainstay in American culture. They bring you songs in a range from one to forty, and every know-and-then from artists such as Katy Perry to Usher to that dasterly-dastard David Guetta (whoever that is). The song in this entry I heard as I was coming out of the bathroom.

Then I started singing "Take me to your best friend's house; fuck me up and fuck me down; Yeah!" much to brother's chagrin, who called me a fag afterwards. But it really doesn't matter-- it's no one's business but mine. 

Anywho, from their 2011 début album Never Trust a Happy Song, the recently formed California-based indie rock band GROUPLOVE, here is "Tongue Tied."

Don't take me tongue tied/ Don't wave no goodbyes

Don't take me tongue tied/ Don't kiss me goodnight

Don't!


Say hello to running white guys.
  Diga hola Al Archenemigo. (Say hello to The Archenemy.)
And I'm one of the guys in a masks.
Moral of the story: do drugs and three Joe Fridays in lucha masks will come after you.

Taking Control (Music Nudity)

This summer is a music discovery session. I've found bands that I've never given a second thought at or songs that didn't think we me. Life works in mysterious ways, given that it can sometimes be a big venereal-disease carrying whore.

Besides, these people have been around since 2001 I think. From the Amazon section of The Archenemy, here is from their album Hot Fuzz, The Killers with "Mr. Brightside."

Now I'm falling asleep/ And she's calling a cab

While he's having a smoke/ And she's taking a drag

Now they're going to bed/ And my stomach is sick/ And it's all in my head

But she's touching his chest now/ He takes off her dress now

Let me go!