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gaby: some socks, mostly paula abdul


hey everybody! I have finally returned from my annual early winter nervous breakdown–I usually like to wind down the stressful Christmas season in a posh Austrian insane asylum, and this year was no different! Oh my god, the croissants in that place!* But anyway, I wanted to talk to you, gentle readers, about two things;

1. Every time I fold my laundry after washing it, I find these wee little socks–like, teensy, barely-ankle-high socks. I know I would never buy such socks, so does that mean someone is giving them to me? They always look kind of worn, so are people giving me their old, slightly worn teensy socks, and I am taking them because my life is that much of a shambles, that I would take such sock? Or, worse, am I doing something like stealing these socks when I am, say, drunk and have spilled a tumbler full of vodka and Sprite Zero on my feet at a house party? A chilling thought. And yet, I end up wearing them, because I could always use some socks. The phrase “I could always use some socks” is both a true statement and a sad statement about my life.

2. Paula Abdul! I know there is/ was/ has been some kind of recent cultural conversation about her because she has been a judge on American Idol for the past 40 years, and I guess she acts koo-koo bananas on that show or whatever, which is basically who cares, but is also totally who cares because she was always insane! I had the urge to listen to her late 80s-ish ballad “Rush, Rush” today, which I used to listen to in the second grade and imagine that it would be playing someday while I very romantically lost my virginity to one of the guys from the New Mickey Mouse Club in a room full of candles. Anyway, I watched the video, and its batshit insane:

I know she doesn’t direct her videos, but I assume she okay’d them, right? I mean, she agreed to be in them. She was like “Something in this song calls for me to act out scenes from ‘Rebel Without a Cause’ with Keanu Reeves for no reason at a cost of I’m sure millions of dollars for all those flying helicopter shots and stuff!” I mean, I do realize this was the era of “November Rain” and all, but still. Also, she looks very pretty in this video but also at least 28, you know?

Also, not to beat a dead horse, but:

Isn’t the day you realize what it really, truly means for an adult, human female to be singing a song about not just fucking, BUT BEING LIFE PARTNERS WITH A CARTOON CAT, the day your youth truly ends? It is probably one thing to do such a thing in private, but quite another to celebrate it in song.


I never realized this video was about how this dancing is the most erotic thing ever, and is blowing the minds of squares. I used to listen to this song incessantly as a kid, and I remember my parents hearing it, listening to the part where she says “all the world’s a candy store, he’s been trick-or-treating” and then laughing and telling me those were “the dumbest lyrics ever.” I like the Ubby-Dubby-style double-talk breakdown in the middle, forgot about that. Also, directed by David Fincher.

Anyway, even though her videos were wacky, she had something, and I would be lying to you if I didn’t say that part of me is depressed that when you put “paula abdul” into youtube, the like third or fourth thing that comes up is “drunk” or “farts on simon cowell.” Sigh. Oh, well.

* I was not really in an Austrian insane asylum, I was just being lazy. I am sorry that I lied to you like that.



Photo 30

Horribly cheesy but to good too resist the following statement: Throwing Muses = my new muse. Last November, a friend with impeccable music taste related Swallows to early Throwing Muses after our Ground Kontrol show, inspiring my curiosity in the band. I plugged them into my Pandora playlist and fell merciless to the feet of Kristin Hersh and the gang (not that my band reaaaaallly sounds like TM but I can see the comparison).

Since then I have been pretty much obsessed in small doses. I am still a long way from hearing the entire Throwing Muses catalog. Currently, I have only heard tunes off of their indie-polished, University and an earlier record Jon bought me for Christmas entitled The Fat Skier. The latter is more raw, edgy and sporatic while University glides along in a produced psychedelic wave.

What I find so interesting is the band’s dedication to putting out music for decades. It is interesting to see the different eras of the band and how the musicians have changed and grown together.

Witness, “Bright Yellow Gun” circa mid-nineties television show

In this early performance on a UK television set, Kristin Hersh screams like a maniacal Laura Palmer and discusses the difference between cerebral and “gut” music


Paul: Farewell Gay Porno Mags…

…Mavelty Media, the company that owned titles such as Inches, Honcho, and Playguy has gone under.


Jon: “I Think We’re Alone Now”, the stalk-umentary….

Sorryabout the whole me not posting thing. I’ve been sick these last two weeks and feeling a bit unmotivated in general. Boo on me. Today while I was getting ready for work though, I stumbled upon something so insane that it got me back in the posting mood.

Upon first viewing the movie trailer for the documentary I Think We’re Alone Now, I didn’t believe that this film about two Tiffany stalkers could possibly be real. But when I researched it over at the offical website, it all seemed on the up and up. Unfortunately the film is only being shown at festivals currently, but I bet it will be here in Portland eventually. Have any of you seen it yet?

Here is the trailer, and after the jump are two additional scenes from the film.

Continue reading ‘Jon: “I Think We’re Alone Now”, the stalk-umentary….’


Jon: Crazy TMNT lady….

…I find the second video oddly calming.


Jon: Meet Freddy 9…


To find out exactly who Freddy is, check out the first post of the series here.

To see all of the posts, click the link in the bar to the right.

28.) “Freddy packed his suitcase. He would like to make a trip. Can he come and see you?”

29.) “Three strikes you’re out. Freddy likes to play ball. Grandma is the pitcher and Grandpa is the catcher.”

30.) “Freddy doing what little boys do.”

31.) “Freddy trying to get Darland’s attention (Grandpa’s).”

32.) “Andy is sitting in Freddy’s chair. He is telling him about how to plant and grow watermelon.”


Paul: Music Video Monday

Echo and the Bunnymen РBring on the Dancing Horses

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