Rightful Laudatories

Due to some damn Blogger glitch, the picture Messiahbomb Michael Photoshnockered together for me, which I posted last time, ain't there any more. So here it is again, in its proper own entry. Thanks once more, Mr. Christordnance.

It's Mine!

A beard for my birthday . . . or two, even: one for me and one for my heteronym, perhaps. Special thanks to the good ol' boys at Hamas. Regular ol' non-sarcastic thanks to Messiahbomb Michael (below) and Dijit 93 (right). I hereby cut you both in on any future royalties from the Barbasol company and exempt you from suicide bombings for life.

**update** see entry above

By Which I Establish Some Currency in Purgatory

In long-delayed emulation of DJ Butternut, here's a damnably necessarily incomplete listing of all the live shows my thirtysix years can remember me seeing, in anal-compulsive/
receptive-attentive alphabetical fashion for your convenience. Revisions, as memory intercedes, forthcoming with forthright inevitability.

Acid Mothers Temple, Arab Strap, The Atomiks, Devendra Banhart, Belle & Sebastian, Jello Biafra, Black Uhuru, Bongzilla, The Boston Wranglers, David Bowie, BT Hiro (AKA Buddy Tokes & Krakatoa), Neko Case, Catherine Wheel, Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds, The Charming Snakes, Christian Death, The Church, Circus Contraption Band, Citizens’ Utilities, Clan Dyken, Comets on Fire, Crash Worship, Current 93, The Damned, Dead Can Dance, The Decembrists, Degenerate Art Ensemble, The Delgados, Amy Denio, Diamond Fist Werney, The Dirty Three, Bob Dylan, Earth, Electric Six, The Ex, Fugazi, Gas Huffer, Allen Ginsberg, Michael Gira and Angels of Light, Girl Trouble, Golden Delicious, Grand Champeen, The Grateful Dead, Macy Gray, Grey Mauzer, Gunshot Licker, PJ Harvey, Hawkwind, Helmet, Kristen Hersh, Bill Horist, Interpol, Iron and Wine, Jah Children Band, Waylon Jennings, Juned, Kinski, KMFDM, Mark Kozelek, Pete Krebs, Kronos Quartet, Kultur Shock, Mark Lanegan, Legendary Pink Dots, Lion of Judah, Los Lobos, Looper, Low, Lullabelle, Luna, Shane MacGowan & the Popes, Country Joe McDonald, Ministry, Moby Grape, Mogwai, Monster Magnet, Mother Tongue, Mudhoney, The Mudsharks, Murder City Devils, The Mutaytor, Negativland, New Model Army, Scout Niblett, Nile, No Means No, Gary Numan, Oingo Boingo, Paisley Brain Cells, Pedro the Lion, Tom Petty & the Heartbreakers, Pleaseeasaur, Iggy Pop (& again w/ the Stooges!), The Raveonettes, The Real Mckenzies, The Red Elvises, Red House Painters, The Rhythm Method, Richmond Fontaine, The Rolling Stones, Luther Russell, Saint Bushmill's Choir, Secret Chiefs 3, Sepultura, Shadow Project, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Sixteen Horsepower, Sleater-Kinney, Sleep, Sleepytime Gorilla Museum, Jimmy Smith, Regina Spektor, Spine*, Spiritualized, The Swans, Switchblade Symphony, The Tiger Lilies, Tin Hat Trio, Trance, The Turn Ons, Townes Van Zandt, Violent Green, Warlocks, Wesley Willis, Shannon Wright, and John Zorn.

*in my living room circa 1992

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Update 3/29: Added Catherine Wheel, from circa 1993.

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Update 6/23: Added Looper (from '99 I think) and Regina Spektor (from, like, last month).

beards not bombs

I loathe Hamas, but goshamighty do I covet this fucker's beard!

The fucker in question is Sheik Mohammed Abu "Ragnar Redbeard" Tir (who hennas his chin, quoth Haaretz). The beard in question should be mine, MINE! Thus I appeal to those with skill in this matter: any chance of getting that thing Photoshlepped onto my own chin? (I lack ability, and time.) Select shots of my sleevy countenance can be found on my Flickr page, if any be bold & beardy enough to attempt this. Email or post in comments as you prefer.

Dick Season!

Wait, it wasn't Scalia? Oh. Well, goddammit.

Whittington's bloody lucky this little accident didn't happen the other way around, what with armed Secret Service lurking in the quail-blinds or what-have-you (no, I hunt not at all). His face may now look like chicken pox, as his daughter asserts, but it would more've resembled a basketball hoop of gore (thx layne) had the trigger-butterfinger-ization been inversed.

And yeah, I'm still alive, just bogged down w/ fifteen texts for three classes, with brain burdened by th'imposition of an odious academic lexicon I can't help but absorb some of. More about that later, I hope. For now, my love to you, the patient ones.