DIPLOMATIC SHARK
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I ain’t no dang curator

Dear loyal followers of my extremely important tumblr: I have failed at this. I am nowhere near as good at gathering beautiful tchotchkes and generating slick commentary as you lot, so I might as well cry uncle. *I’m not a normal-Tumblr-haver. It’s not going to happen. *

Instead I made a Tumblr where all I do is post one minute (or less) of music that I composed and recorded that very day! It’s a sort of a project, you see. And given that I’ve tried to remove or minimize any obstacle to me actually doing this, you might actually get some content from me. Sure, it might be a cutup of me playing a public xylophone. But at least you’ll know I exist!

Please follow:

EAR YEAR

me: "What would I have to do for you to cut my dick off?"
her: "Ask me to cut your dick off, on your deathbed, or something?"
td: If you think your local Andy Griffith is a greedy pig because he retired in his forties and built an addition to his garage with your tax money, try hanging out with a guy who eats $400 crabs, throws himself $5 million parties <http://www.nytimes.com/2007/07/29/business/yourmoney/29deal.html> where he is serenaded by Rod Stewart and Patti Labelle <http://dealbook.nytimes.com/2007/02/14/inside-stephen-schwarzmans-birthday-bash> (who sang "Happy Birthday"), and then compares the president to Hitler when word leaks out that he might have to pay taxes at the same rate as a firefighter or a kindergarten teacher.
jz: but he created so many taffeta-hanging jobs
jz: with his parties
td: I
td: I can't take it anymore
td: This is why people shut down to staying informed at all
td: this country is so fucked
jz: should we kill them all yet?
jz: i keep waiting for you to agree with me
td: Sure, I'm down with killing them
jz: ok how do we do it
td: Use their own guns to kill them somehow
jz: so just get them bored enough, basically
td: yep
td: Just build the world's biggest TV screen for a tea party rally, throw on America's Got Aids, then drop 8 million gallons of pudding on them
jz: but they'd just all eat the pudding
jz: scraping it off the wheels of each others' hoverounds, etc
td: A rabid mob of pudding-starved zombies
td: "PUDDANGZ!!!!!"
jz: PODDUNG
td: BUDDAG
jz: BLBGRH HRRPH RON PAUL
td: hahahaha
jz: BGHRLB PODDUNG THE GAY AWAY
td: GLOMPH MOMPH DEBT CEILING
jz: GRLMPH HMGPPH HORFF NOT DICKS
jz: ALGPHGTH WELFARE MOMF
td: we should somehow share this chat of ours with others
I was born in the wrong era; I would love to have been a teenager when Blink 182, New Found Glory and Green Day were on the radio, not fucking Justin Beiber and Rebecca Black.
some reblog by long live the new flesh (she didn’t say this)

(Source: bastardsvulturesandwolves)

Last night, I saw these guys do ROBOCOP Live!

There isn’t a video of that one yet, but this ten-minute clipshow of their Back To The Future stage show should be enough to give you some idea of what I just experienced.