Friday, November 16, 2001

Zook INcandenZA

Sell anything you want, but it's worth no more and no less than a kiss.

doesn't happen often on a weekday that a dude gets the 1st BLARG of the day at 11:28 a.m. Usually one of the others (Marcie or Mast) posts at 12:03 a.m. You can just see them, pants at the ainkles, hot and bothered to post first, the Anna Kournikova porn shots minimized but at the ready.

The other day, well actually two weeks ago, Marcie and I and Bob were talking about who the best drummer was, like, ever. And they couldn't be in your band, so that took a whole lot of possibilities away from me and Marcie. So Marcie says Damon from Braid/Hey Mercedes. Bob says, and quite adimently (sic), the guy who drums for Dashboard. I couldn't make up my mind. I've made up my mind: Jon Wurster from Superchunk. And it's not like he's a drumming god or anything, and he's not a maniac. He just plays perfectly on everything I hear him on. So, a two-week belated vote for Jon Wurster.

None of this matters. GregStatic: You will enjoy the Superchunk live. I've done it twice, both times these Nazi-esque art students tried to be me up, but I took their cowboy hats and they ended up snivling to me to give them back. People fear me.

Next five: "art class" by superchunk; anything at all by juno; "she's a jar" by wilco; "love ridden" by fiona apple; and "I don't care if you don't like him (he's our garbage man)" by lois lane.

in the stereo: Superchunk, still.

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