The Velvet Lounge schedule is chock full of shows I want to see.  Or maybe it’s chock a block full.  Regardless, I’ve got to find some way to go to these shows:

Thursday, Wise Light Born (mem. of Barkitecture/Meadows/Antlers/Baby Killer Estelle), Adventure (Carpark), EAR PWR (Asheville electro-pop), this show raises my eyebrows of doom and makes me scratch my chin.  And it’s only $7!

Friday, Girl Loves Distortion (CD release!), Relay (shoegaze/psych-pop from Philly, Bubblecore), Timberwolf Division (ex-Ropers/Sounds of Kaleidoscope/Fretblanket/Owls & Crows), Himalaya (ex-Three Four Tens, NYC shoegaze/ psych-rock), how can a guy miss this show?  The sheer number of explanations and genres mentioned would probably rouse even fulsome from his decades-long hibernation.  All this for $8!

Next week, Stella Schindler, Rose, and the Blueheels are playing on the 3rd.  Two women I have been hoping would play a show together have responded to my subconscious wishes.  I hadn’t heard of the Blueheels until tonight, but damn, I like their music.  If I lived in Madison, Wis, I would be going to their show on the Memorial Union Terrace on the 31st of August.  I guess you call the sound alternative country or indie american or some shitty description for music that always seems to fail at describing music I like.

Also up next week, First Monday of the Month at Iota Club and Cafe.

I’m pretty broke, so if people could put Chuckles on the list at the Velvet Lounge, I’ll blog about your show.

I hereby declare a moratorium on my non-posting.  I also hereby declare a moratorium on using the names Jericho, Stone, Mike, Caine, Cain, Kayne, Valerie, Valeria, Lynch, Slade, Slaine, Slane, Hammer, or Thor for books and videogames.  They are being removed from circulation for an unspecified period of time to be no less than 100 years.

I hope you all like music reviews because I am working on a lot of those.

In many areas of life, there is a pecking order.  This order is either vigorously enforced or self-enforced or perhaps even ignored.  In the armed forces, this is called the chain of command.  In a professional environment, this is called the blame chute.  Agricultural biologists will tell you that various farm animals are extremely dependent, behaviorally, on a pecking order and thus our supply of chicken fingers is subsequently dependent on it.

In college, there were many orders that I ignored and some that I enjoyed.  Nerd pedigree was one that I particularly enjoyed.  I did not flaunt it a lot, but when I did, I liked to think that I was somehow more nerdy and thus a better nerd than my wannabe peers.*  In this regard, I direct your attention to two old comic strips that previously graced the back pages of Dragon Magazine.

What’s New with Phil and Dixie

Buck Godot: zap gun for hire

*For example, I slipped a Car Wars reference into a rant about movies a couple posts ago.

From the horse’s mouth:

n that regard, Martin Heidigger was a German philosopher and a student of Husserl. I was introduced to Heidigger in college in a way that has colored my limited exposure to his philosophy. I will do some research and then present my findings to this forum in one week’s time. I will also present a followup in one month’s time.

I say this because if I don’t, you are all free to mock me mercilessly for being a lazy ass.

If you look at the post preceding this, I think it is easy for us to all agree that a post saying “Research is hard” does not really meet the minimum qualifications for a post relating to the thought of Heidegger. As a result, and combined with the fact that today is Friday and therefore I am less inclined towards real work, I was trying to come up with a contest along the lines of Pinko’s (in)famous examples.

So…allow me to unveil this gem. Chuckles is so half-assed he can’t sit straight. That’s right, another ripped from the 3Bulls! multiverse insult stream. I think there might be some people out there who are playing along at home and don’t even know it!

In addition to certain unnamed projects to which I will only refer cryptically, I am eagerly looking forward to any news about the film production of World War Z. The book was amazing and awesome and so many other words and now that I have heard that the script is being written by Mr. Babylon 5, J. Michael Straczynski, I am in full on pants-checking anticipatory mode.

The Zombie Survival Guide was really damn neat and thoroughly consistent in ways that I enjoy when reading books or watching movies. World War Z kept that consistency and tossed in a heaping helping of emotion and tension. It was sweeter than a pile of ponies ridden by baby pandas, but if sweet meant super rad and not like the kind of sweet that seems to have infected 3 Bulls of late.

Ok, I don’t know if anyone has Halloween plans this weekend (hopefully you do). But I’ve found a site that details some funny costumes that you probably should not wear.

Unfortunately, the list includes the picture of Chuckles dressed as Legolas shown on the right. So read at your own risk.

Excerpt below:

Zack: Robocop.

Dr. Thorpe: Yeah, fuck, I pictured the costume.

Zack: Shit. Try it on me.

Dr. Thorpe: Robocop.

Zack: Goddammit.

It’s actually a hilarious article so read it now!