Another Day, Another Brain-Blast

Wuthering Heights - Kate Bush


Kate Bush is either a genius weirdo or a weirdo genius, and I’ve never been sure exactly which.  Like Björk, her work exists in its own hermetically sealed continuum, one we can admire but never entirely comprehend.  But comprehension is not necessary.  We need only enjoy the quixotic delights she lays out before us.

Was that pretentious?  It sounded pretentious when I read it back.

Oh well, I’m tired, so I’m putting this up anyway.  If you’re reading this blog, God knows you’re already used to navel-gazing of little consequence.  Be thankful it’s short this time…!

Have a nice week.

Ohio - Crosby, Stills, Nash, and Young


Yeah, I’m a day late.  Couldn’t think of what to post yesterday.

But then I saw the post I just reblogged, and the right song was unfortunately quite obvious.

Don’t look away.  Not this time.
Ferguson from my TL- August 18 (2/3)
Page 13 of Transmetropolitan #58.

Remind you of anything?

Page 13 of Transmetropolitan #58.

Remind you of anything?

you are the person in the ftl credits!

I am, yes!

Ain’t self-promotion grand? :)

Come And Get Your Love - Redbone


Yes, you’ve probably seen everybody posting this song because of Guardians Of The Galaxy, and I’m no different.  But I can’t get it out of my head, and I’ve got Guardians on the brain anyway, so what-the-eff-ever.

And yes, the “dancing through the ruins” bit is delightful.  
Hey, so I just beat FTL and I saw your blog from the credits, and I like your blog so I'm following!

Hey, cool! Glad you like the blog!

It always chaps my ass when I hear an old white man telling a kid or group of kids they don’t understand how the world works, that they’re “too angry.”

Kids do understand how the world works. That’s why they’re angry.

Midnight Train To Georgia - Gladys Knight & The Pips


You’ve probably all heard this one, but I haven’t posted a song in a couple of weeks, and this one is good, so yeah.

wicdiv:

Hello. Issue 2 of The Wicked + The Divine is out tomorrow, in all good comic shops (and some bad ones). Here is a preview of it. 

THE WICKED + THE DIVINE #2

story: KIERON GILLEN

art / cover: JAMIE MCKELVIE & MATT WILSON

JULY 18 / 32 PAGES / FC / M / $3.50

Diabolically divine pop-god Lucifer is in trouble. She offers superfan Laura an unprecedented deal if she helps. It’s a bargain. A Faustian bargain, and they always turn out so well. Who knows who Laura will turn to fulfill it? We do. Clearly. It’s our comic. You can know too if you buy this fine pictorial narrative with your human money coins.

Alongside the regular cover, there is a Chip Zdarsky variant.

You need to be reading The Wicked + The Divine. You know, if you want to be one of the Cool Kids. You want that, don’t you? Of course you do.

PEER PRESSUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRREEEEEEE

Ted Leo & The Pharmacists - Bottled In Cork


I can’t believe I almost forgot to do this two weeks in a row!  Shame, shaaaaame!

But this one is a treat, in that it is a great song and a great music video.  Directed by the amazing Tom Scharpling (of The Best Show On WFMU, the greatest radio show you probably never heard), and featuring a who’s who of top comedic talent, this thing is Ted-riffic!


I deeply apologize for the final word in that paragraph.  Shaaaaaaaaame.
Your description of moonrise kingdom was just beautiful. Sorry but I had to say something

Hey, thanks! I worked pretty hard on that piece, so it’s gratifying to hear someone outside of my immediate circle of friends got something out of it. :)

I always think it’s funny when MRA douchebros accuse guys like me (i.e. men who have come to the shocking realization that women are people) of being “beta males” who have been “brainwashed” into feeling “ashamed to have a penis.”

It’s funny because the only time I’m ever ashamed to have a penis is when some sad little fuckwit who made the conscious decision (!) to call himself VegetaDerp2112 declares without a trace of irony that it’s really men who are the oppressed ones because family court and radfems and red pills and Anita Sarkeesian somehow and you might as well just pour the sulfuric acid onto my crotch right now because I’d rather burn my genitals off than be in the same demographic as this throbbing ringpiece.

When Will I See You Again - Three Degrees


Nothing much to say about this song, really.  I just like it.