Friday, January 9, 2009
Much like Milli Vanilli
Even if this is fake, it's well done: http://www.jonesbigasstruckrentalandstorage.com/
Today's Lesser Known Good Music
There was a time, for like a week or two, where Ryan and I would scoot on over to The Out List with random musings and stories like "how to frito-up that salad?". Well I'm here to revive the O.L. as a forum of random and pointless drivel with today's installation of decidedly Jeff songs.
First off, let me point out that today's edition is mostly the product of Pandora. How to profess my love of Pandora without sounding too creepy? Hmm, how about: if Pandora was a dude, I'd stalk it out good on facebone, maybe wall-to-wall that shit, play it slow, play it slow, then WHAM, invite it to our fantasy football league. Anyway, onto the music.
Damien Jurado is an artist that's been around for sometime, apparently, but I'm just now discovering. To use a comparison that will make sense to three people (one being me, one being the dude from Neutral Milk Hotel, and one being Josh Ritter): if the dude from Neutral Milk Hotel sung the slow Josh Ritter songs, he'd be Damien Jurado. His songs are personal, lyrical, and somewhat haunting. He immediately won me over with this song, Ohio. (Dear God please ignore the horrific and painfully literal video of these first year BU communications majors- seriously, minimize that shit). Quick aside, is there a more underrated state to sing about? Anyway, thus far I've really enjoyed Damien Jurado; Ohio and Letters and Drawings have been personal favorites.
Keb'Mo is a dude you want to hang out with. Nearest I can tell he's like the black Jack Johnson (ironic given that Jack Johnson is like the blackest name going). Keb'Mo ranges from the whimsical, like Life is Beautiful (which is almost a play on Somewhere over the Rainbow ) to southern blues; see the below Folsom Prison Johnny shout-out. I also loved his Muddy Waters tribute seen here (fast forward to 0:50, though not too far or you'll miss Billy Smooth).
I have quite a few others that I'd like to post, but Out List don't care, Out List don't even need thumbs. Before I log out, check out Parrots by Alexis Harte. I thought this song was an unbelievably unique and bouncy folk jam. Really liked it.
Anyway, we're back Out List. At least for another week or two.
First off, let me point out that today's edition is mostly the product of Pandora. How to profess my love of Pandora without sounding too creepy? Hmm, how about: if Pandora was a dude, I'd stalk it out good on facebone, maybe wall-to-wall that shit, play it slow, play it slow, then WHAM, invite it to our fantasy football league. Anyway, onto the music.
Damien Jurado is an artist that's been around for sometime, apparently, but I'm just now discovering. To use a comparison that will make sense to three people (one being me, one being the dude from Neutral Milk Hotel, and one being Josh Ritter): if the dude from Neutral Milk Hotel sung the slow Josh Ritter songs, he'd be Damien Jurado. His songs are personal, lyrical, and somewhat haunting. He immediately won me over with this song, Ohio. (Dear God please ignore the horrific and painfully literal video of these first year BU communications majors- seriously, minimize that shit). Quick aside, is there a more underrated state to sing about? Anyway, thus far I've really enjoyed Damien Jurado; Ohio and Letters and Drawings have been personal favorites.
Keb'Mo is a dude you want to hang out with. Nearest I can tell he's like the black Jack Johnson (ironic given that Jack Johnson is like the blackest name going). Keb'Mo ranges from the whimsical, like Life is Beautiful (which is almost a play on Somewhere over the Rainbow ) to southern blues; see the below Folsom Prison Johnny shout-out. I also loved his Muddy Waters tribute seen here (fast forward to 0:50, though not too far or you'll miss Billy Smooth).
I have quite a few others that I'd like to post, but Out List don't care, Out List don't even need thumbs. Before I log out, check out Parrots by Alexis Harte. I thought this song was an unbelievably unique and bouncy folk jam. Really liked it.
Anyway, we're back Out List. At least for another week or two.
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Is Grimace gonna have to choke a bitch?
I haven’t been to McDonald’s in well over a year, but I went today and I confirmed that it’s been far too long.
First off, I got a Southwest chicken salad, which is a essentially normal garden salad but with spicy chicken and a bag of Fritos dumped on top. McDonald’s you’ve done it again!
Next, the hobo congregation both in- and out-side of McDonald’s is really unchallenged. This one particularly rank dude in the line in front of me orders a side salad and large fries (huh?). He then proceeds to take the top off the side salad, while at the counter, and remove every tomato and questionable piece of lettuce directly onto the counter. While doing this (and holding up the line behind him) he asks the cashier “would you believe me if I told you I’ve seen The Rock?”
The Hispanic dude behind the counter gives him a blank stare.
“Yup, Dwayne Johnson…. one time I saw him in person”. (he continues to place brown lettuce on the counter).
He gets progressively louder and louder “MOST PEOPLE WOULDN’T HAVE GUESSED T
HAT I’VE SEEN THE ROCK… HE’S A PRETTY BIG DEAL… (trails off)… YUP, DWAYNE JOHNSON… SAW HIM LIVE…”
It’s unclear why he was getting so loud? Perhaps he was hoping a Dwayne Johnson-fan was within ear-shot and would put him up for a night or two?
Regardless, McDonald’s, with its corn chip salad and demented clientele, plans to be frequented more often by yours truly.
While I can't smell what The Rock is cooking, I do smell BO and urine...
First off, I got a Southwest chicken salad, which is a essentially normal garden salad but with spicy chicken and a bag of Fritos dumped on top. McDonald’s you’ve done it again!
Next, the hobo congregation both in- and out-side of McDonald’s is really unchallenged. This one particularly rank dude in the line in front of me orders a side salad and large fries (huh?). He then proceeds to take the top off the side salad, while at the counter, and remove every tomato and questionable piece of lettuce directly onto the counter. While doing this (and holding up the line behind him) he asks the cashier “would you believe me if I told you I’ve seen The Rock?”
The Hispanic dude behind the counter gives him a blank stare.
“Yup, Dwayne Johnson…. one time I saw him in person”. (he continues to place brown lettuce on the counter).
He gets progressively louder and louder “MOST PEOPLE WOULDN’T HAVE GUESSED T
HAT I’VE SEEN THE ROCK… HE’S A PRETTY BIG DEAL… (trails off)… YUP, DWAYNE JOHNSON… SAW HIM LIVE…”It’s unclear why he was getting so loud? Perhaps he was hoping a Dwayne Johnson-fan was within ear-shot and would put him up for a night or two?
Regardless, McDonald’s, with its corn chip salad and demented clientele, plans to be frequented more often by yours truly.
While I can't smell what The Rock is cooking, I do smell BO and urine...
Monday, July 14, 2008
Take that Swanson's
Not to (surely) sound like our Dads here but why is it when I want to rotate a document in Adobe Acrobat it takes like a fuckin' hour to figure out how? Seriously, what do you need to do in Adobe? 1) Sometimes adjust the size up or down and, 2) Rotate. Sure I can "review and comment" or "Password Encrypt" quite easily, but where is the big fuckin' ROTATE button?
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Monday, May 19, 2008
Gallagher to seek out Canseco
Unless this is a bit and he's wearing one of those muscle suits that can be inflated, Carrot Top got fucking huge.
Thursday, May 15, 2008
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