Nos fer fucking ought too.

I've been listening to ECC (Evolution Control Committee) since 1997, and it's good stuff, but I just never thought of looking for any new stuff from them. Well, I didn't until today, when I added them on facebook and saw they posted this gem (after the jump).

     I own a super 8mm print of Nosferatu, and boy it's fucking boring silent. I mean, it's not the most exciting film in the best of circumstances, but it's brutal with just a projector whirring in the background.

I use Pepsodent toothpaste because Bob Hope told me to...

     Udon soup. I love it. Inga loves it. Cei is learning to love it (she prefers miso soup), and Zelda loves the noodles. It's a fantastically easy and (depending on the toppings you choose) really cheap. The frozen noodles are fine by us, the dry ones not so good. Apparently those are better for non-soup dishes. I've tried a couple times to make the noodles from scratch, and the first time the taste was good but the texture was wrong, the second time I used whole wheat flour, and you're going to have to trust me on this one and never ever make whole wheat udon. Ever. Don't even think about what it would be like, because it's worse than you are capable of believing without actually having tried it. Which you don't want to do. Ever.

coughing up spackle

    I think my top 5 favourite children's programme's are all vintage and British, with the exception of Spongebob Squarepants. I'm not sure what it is that makes me enjoy them so much. They usually don't include jokes for adults, they are slow paced and very mellow compared to modern series. I guess I just find their use of colour and choice of voice talent to be soothing. It really helps that my kids love them, too.

     I'll list them over the next few days in no specific order, because it's just so hard to rank things.

dinner tonight

Kielbasa kebabs with cabbage and mashed potatoes.

     The igniter for the lower burner in our oven is broke, but the broiler still works, so we figured we'd have kebabs for dinner tonight. None of the traditional kebabs sounded good though, or took too long to marinate, so I figured some sort of sausage would be good. It seems that whenever I think "mm...sausage" I think of kielbasa. Not entirely sure what that says about my personality, but there we go.

Harold Grummans Bathrobe.

     Well fuck, here you go. I'll just er...do a band a day until I get sore or contract some horrible penis disease.

     Antischism - Link to youtube playlist - I like this band. A lot. Hadn't listened to them until recently, when i decided to give punk a second chance and found out I like it a lot more now than when I was actually hanging around punks all the time. Antischism play "anarcho-crust", with generic male hardcore-esque vocals, and very solid female, I dunno, "crust" vocals. People think I hate all female singers for some reason, and I really don't. I love most female punk vocals, I like a lot of female rockabilly/old timey/classic country vocals. I just hate female pop/r&b/jazz/etc. and that's all there seems to be around these days.

1st post, theme song

     Well, this is it. I finally broke down and started a fucking blog. Not a big boy blog, not yet, no. Just a nice quiet little spammy blogspot thing to keep people from hiding me on facebook after i post dozens of status updates with pictures of botched monkey surgeries and 1960's cereal commercials in a 10 minute period. whatever. here it is. the tension is literally hardly noticeable at all.

     The theme song for this, at least for now, is going to be "My dog has fleas" performed by Victor Young and his Concert Orchestra. I feel it to be somehow appropriate, despite a distinct lack of dog ownership on my part. Please listen to it every time you read this blog. I'm trusting you to do this for me. Also, be naked. Listen to the theme song and be naked, only two rules. Nice and simple. Pics or it didn't happen.