SlowBurn68

I'm not thankful for anything this year. It's been complete shit.

What a great version of Remember the Mountain Bed.

"I am trying to break your balls" LOL...

yes,

us people are just poems

we're 90% metaphor

with a leanness of meaning

approaching hyper-distillation

and once upon a time

we were moonshine

rushing down the throat of a giraffe

yes, rushing down the long hallway

despite what the p.a. announcement says

yes, rushing down the long stairs

with the whiskey of eternity

fermented and distilled

to eighteen minutes

burning down our throats

down the hall

down the stairs

in a building so tall

that it will always be there

yes, it's part of a pair

there on the bow of noah's ark

the most prestigious couple

just kickin back parked

against a perfectly blue sky

on a morning beatific

in its indian summer breeze

on the day that america

fell to its knees

after strutting around for a century

without saying thank you

or please

and the shock was subsonic

and the smoke was deafening

between the setup and the punch line

cuz we were all on time for work that day

we all boarded that plane for to fly

and then while the fires were raging

we all climbed up on the windowsill

and then we all held hands

and jumped into the sky

and every borough looked up when it heard the first blast

and then every dumb action movie was summarily surpassed

and the exodus uptown by foot and motorcar

looked more like war than anything i've seen so far

so far

so far

so fierce and ingenious

a poetic specter so far gone

that every jackass newscaster was struck dumb and stumbling

over 'oh my god' and 'this is unbelievable' and on and on

and i'll tell you what, while we're at it

you can keep the pentagon

keep the propaganda

keep each and every tv

that's been trying to convince me

to participate

in some prep school punk's plan to perpetuate retribution

perpetuate retribution

even as the blue toxic smoke of our lesson in retribution

is still hanging in the air

and there's ash on our shoes

and there's ash in our hair

and there's a fine silt on every mantle

from hell's kitchen to brooklyn

and the streets are full of stories

sudden twists and near misses

and soon every open bar is crammed to the rafters

with tales of narrowly averted disasters

and the whiskey is flowin

like never before

as all over the country

folks just shake their heads

and pour

so here's a toast to all the folks who live in palestine

afghanistan

iraq

el salvador

here's a toast to the folks living on the pine ridge reservation

under the stone cold gaze of mt. rushmore

here's a toast to all those nurses and doctors

who daily provide women with a choice

who stand down a threat the size of oklahoma city

just to listen to a young woman's voice

here's a toast to all the folks on death row right now

awaiting the executioner's guillotine

who are shackled there with dread and can only escape into their heads

to find peace in the form of a dream

cuz take away our playstations

and we are a third world nation

under the thumb of some blue blood royal son

who stole the oval office and that phony election

i mean

it don't take a weatherman

to look around and see the weather

jeb said he'd deliver florida, folks

and boy did he ever

and we hold these truths to be self evident:

#1 george w. bush is not president

#2 america is not a true democracy

#3 the media is not fooling me

cuz i am a poem heeding hyper-distillation

i've got no room for a lie so verbose

i'm looking out over my whole human family

and i'm raising my glass in a toast

here's to our last drink of fossil fuels

let us vow to get off of this sauce

shoo away the swarms of commuter planes

and find that train ticket we lost

cuz once upon a time the line followed the river

and peeked into all the backyards

and the laundry was waving

the graffiti was teasing us

from brick walls and bridges

we were rolling over ridges

through valleys

under stars

i dream of touring like duke ellington

in my own railroad car

i dream of waiting on the tall blonde wooden benches

in a grand station aglow with grace

and then standing out on the platform

and feeling the air on my face

give back the night its distant whistle

give the darkness back its soul

give the big oil companies the finger finally

and relearn how to rock-n-roll

yes, the lessons are all around us and a change is waiting there

so it's time to pick through the rubble, clean the streets

and clear the air

get our government to pull its big dick out of the sand

of someone else's desert

put it back in its pants

and quit the hypocritical chants of

freedom forever

cuz when one lone phone rang

in two thousand and one

at ten after nine

on nine one one

which is the number we all called

when that lone phone rang right off the wall

right off our desk and down the long hall

down the long stairs

in a building so tall

that the whole world turned

just to watch it fall

and while we're at it

remember the first time around?

the bomb?

the ryder truck?

the parking garage?

the princess that didn't even feel the pea?

remember joking around in our apartment on avenue D?

can you imagine how many paper coffee cups would have to change their design

following a fantastical reversal of the new york skyline?!

it was a joke, of course

it was a joke

at the time

and that was just a few years ago

so let the record show

that the FBI was all over that case

that the plot was obvious and in everybody's face

and scoping that scene

religiously

the CIA

or is it KGB?

committing countless crimes against humanity

with this kind of eventuality

as its excuse

for abuse after expensive abuse

and it didn't have a clue

look, another window to see through

way up here

on the 104th floor

look

another key

another door

10% literal

90% metaphor

3000 some poems disguised as people

on an almost too perfect day

should be more than pawns

in some asshole's passion play

so now it's your job

and it's my job

to make it that way

to make sure they didn't die in vain

sshhhhhh....

baby listen

hear the train?

All this phony outrage ("Lipstick on a pig") on the part of Republicans is really pissing me off. It's nice to see Obama fighting back and calling it bullshit.

Do any women here feel insulted by McCain's pick for VP? I'm not a woman, but if I were I think I would feel insulted in a way.

Which network do you think will provide the best convention coverage - Fox?

Try here - http://store.acousticsounds.com/ Good site, also sells decent audio gear.

I didn't realize that Charles White and The Watts 103rd. Street Rhythm Band were the original artists. I was digging through my vinyl collection and came across In The Jungle, Babe. I didn't even know I had this in my collection. I think I'm going to spend the afternoon seeing what else I can find.

Dat booty look good.

Alot of us really like 2cow, both at shows and personally. I hear tell that album #4 is going to be the best yet.

 

See Glorious Noise for some great footage of them by Whiskey Bender Productiions.

 

LouieB

Thanks Louie - That was great.

Maybe I would have liked them, but that pun prevents me from clicking that link.

Yea - Sorry about that.

I like this band - They kinda remind me of UT - Check em if you get the chance.

http://www.twocowgarage.com/

You perverts are all going to hell - Soon we'll be having "Civil Unions" with our dogs, cats, vacuum cleaners...

That sucks- RIP - And after he beat all that hand cancer too.

Video games are dumb. Really fucking dumb. Not because of the content, but because the people I know that play them often are generally really fucking dumb.

 

Shit...was that poor grammar? I don't even know. Damn, that article totally distorted my fragile young mind. Time to go post my reaction on Myspace using no capital letters or punctuation. LOLZ

Console or PC games?

I had to attend a management seminar on how to deal with this "Entitlement Generation" as they start entering the workforce. Because if you're a little fucker born after 1979, you have to be coddled at work just like you were by your parents. The concept of starting on the ground floor is foreign to them. Their whole life they have been told all you need to do is get good grades, go to college, and buy that BMW to go with your 5 bedroom house. "Make sure you go out of your way to praise them", "They need a lot of positive reinforcement, they don't understand what failure is."

Their learned and satisfied need for immediate gratification translates to their jobs and they expect the corner office, corporate card, and company car on their first day. Never mind that they don't even have the social skills to negotiate a copy paper order. Our training budget is bloated for theses fucks to go back and learn the basics they didn't get in 16-18 years of school.

Blame their asshole yuppie parents that spawned this nightmare.

Bill is just misunderstood, he is a professional and I think he gets a bad rap for having passion for the truth. Here is the real Bill O'Reilly, the caring intellectual side of him:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IAaHime9aaM

I take it that besides being a bit of a tool for posting this, you are also a HUGE Logan's Run fan.

Well bjorn, if you're part of "that" generation - I hope you enjoy what little time you have left.

The problem with politics and the media establishment blah blah blah, is generational. Things will be much better when people in their mid 50's to early 70's etc. start dying off. There is nothing left for these people - the best part of their lives are over and today was as good as it's going to get for this shit-bag generation. I hope it's painful for them.

"If all Americans could compare Berlin

"Shit like that will happen."

20% reporting 53% Hillary 47% Obama - We have a winner!

Well I guess Obama should just quit. He can't compete with the Catholic racists in PA. and forget about him having a chance with the Nazis in IN. I'm voting for McCain, because clearly it's just hasn't got bad enough for people to want change. With McCain as president this country will surely get driven into the ground. More dead kids in Iraq, corporations will continue to rape us with no lube, the start of the class wars, more of the police state, global warming, anti-intellectualism, more stupid children, women will finally be told by men what they can and can't do with their body's - What did I forget?

I'm going to go out on a limb and predict an Obama win tomorrow by a margin > 3% - I think the young/new registered voters will make the difference, among other things like bad poling data.

Looks like she was at it again this morning.

(CNN) -- A magnitude 5.4 earthquake, centered 127 miles east of St. Louis, Missouri, shook southern Illinois at 4:36 a.m. (5:36 a.m. ET) Friday, according to the U.S. Geological Survey.

There were no immediate reports of damage, according to USGS spokeswoman Jessica Sigala.

The epicenter of the earthquake was about 3 miles below ground and 41 miles north-northwest of Evansville, Indiana.

People as far north as Chicago and as far west as St. Louis reported feeling the quake, Sigala said.

http://www.cnn.com/2008/US/04/18/illinois....uake/index.html

Did anyone feel it?