If you come here often you must know I truly enjoy awful album art. And good pics that are truly horrible are hard to find. I just a found this flickr set on Geisha Asobi today that has alot I'd never seen before. Here are my favorites, for your viewing pleasure:
Wednesday, November 30, 2005
Even more bad album covers
If you come here often you must know I truly enjoy awful album art. And good pics that are truly horrible are hard to find. I just a found this flickr set on Geisha Asobi today that has alot I'd never seen before. Here are my favorites, for your viewing pleasure:
Tuesday, November 29, 2005
Make the music with your mouth
Beatboxing is something I always wished I could do but totally can't. I love it. Besides vocoded robotic voices and Dub Reggae echoes, it might be my all-time favorite sound.
Ok, now imagine you got one of those bad boys on your shoulder..Check out this page of awesome beatbox mp3's and videos from the 80's and beyond...awesome cuts from the fat boys, Doug E Fresh, Rahzel and more...
On a lighter note, check out this video of Michael Jackson beatboxing to Oprah...Oprah busts out the wack dance moves..priceless.
(Click pic to watch Mike rock the mic!)
World's First "Smart Arm-Wrestling Robot" Unveiled
Robo Arm-Wrestler automatically adjusts its strength for the challenger while diversifying the muscle-flexing pattern each time. This makes the counterpart feel like he is matching against a real person and keep himself concentrated. The smart robot also considers its competitor’s attitude and reflects his will and tenacity in deciding who wins.
The intelligent Robo Arm-Wrestler greets people when they are approaching by saying “Hello”, “Nice to meet you”, or “Please take a seat for a match”, and so on.
Professor Kang said, “Our achievement will allow the elderly to keep up their physical and metal health by utilizing the fun robot.”
Monday, November 28, 2005
Picture Of The Day
Some Facts About Chuck Norris
Chuck Norris does not sleep. He waits.
Chuck Norris can piss into gale force winds.
Chuck Norris is currently suing NBC, claiming Law and Order are trademarked names for his left and right legs.
The chief export of Chuck Norris is pain.
Chuck Norris can make a woman climax by simply pointing at her and saying "booya".
Chuck Norris doesn't read books. He stares them down until he gets the information he wants.
Filming on location for Walker: Texas Ranger, Chuck Norris brought a stillborn baby lamb back to life by giving it a prolonged beard rub. Shortly after the farm animal sprang back to life and a crowd had gathered, Chuck Norris roundhouse kicked the animal, breaking its neck, to remind the crew once more that Chuck giveth, and the good Chuck, he taketh away.
Meme'd!
Our good friend and respectable blogarian from Kangaroo country BourbonBird "tagged" me with a meme, and I have decided to reply out of respect for her and her infinite awesomeness (And go read her blog if you haven't already). So here goes:
Ten years ago:
I graduated from high school. I just missed the 10 year reunion. And by miss it, I mean I didn't make it.
I watched "The Usual Suspects", loved it so much I named my dog Keyser, and then ruined the ending to the movie to Kid Dammit by explaining to him why I named my dog that. Way to go, stupid myself.
I started to enjoy the college experience, sans class.
I looked like a much younger, beardless version of myself. Old sucks. I'm not quite old yet, but I can feel old knocking at the door. The other day I got cut off in the car by some rowdy teens driving to school and I shook my fist and said "Damn you fucking kids! Slow down!" They laughed at me. Godamned kids. I hope that Mountain Dew they drink extremes their Abercrombie asses off a open drawbridge.
Five years ago:
I was in music school, where I enjoyed the college experience, and this time went to class.
My car was stolen.
I did alot of Astral Projection and managed to freak myself out quite a bit.
I lived with the Mantis, Yadig, and a few other nomads in a dilapidated house in a godawful neighborhood in Boston with a mumbly landlord named John Darling who looked like the illegitimate love child of Mahir and Gallagher.
I was convinced that the Apocalypse was coming at any time.
One year ago:
I was caught inside the Capitalist struggle.
I was a much more jaded music industry victim than I am now.
I was living in NYC.
My car was stolen (again).
Five Yummy Things:
*Note: I officially am declaring blog jihad on the word "Yummy." Not even Teletubbies talk with such appallingly gay vocabulary. That being said, here are 5 delicious things instead:
1- Coca Cola Slurpee
2- Capirinha
3- Chicken Tikka Masala
4- Ropa Vieja
5- Sweet peppers
Five songs I know by heart:
1- The montage song in the movie "Bloodsport" (Fight to Survive!)
2- Fugazi "Waiting Room"
3- Stevie Wonder "As"
4- Kraftwerk "The Robots"
5- Paul Simon "Graceland"
Five things I would do with a lot of money:
Gamble on everything.
Pay people to exercise for me.
Become a full time UFO hunter/Paranormal Enthusiast.
Dig a laserfied moat around my house, Fill it with electric eels and rare jewels, and hire Shaolin Monks to serve as my guards and to get drunk and do Karaoke with me.
Wear a monacle like the Monopoly guy.
Five things I would never wear:
A beret of any kind. (Not for all the wine in France.)
Wraparound sports glasses.
A doo rag.
A beard of bees.
A Columbian necktie.
Five Favorite TV shows:
The Sopranos
Breaking Bonaduce
The Office (UK)
Simpsons
Daily Show
Five things I enjoy doing:
Sleeping.
Seeing friends.
Figuring out which of my dogs is stupidest.
Laughing.
Video Games, Internet, blogging, and other assorted nerd activities.
Five people I want to inflict this on:
Devo
Hungry Hyaena
Brogonzo
Yadig
Abrasivist
heheh... have fun guys!!
Friday, November 25, 2005
Mr. Oizo "Flat Beat"
It has a head banging puppet performing random office tasks. 'Nuff said.
Check it out HERE.
Wax Off
The Las Vegas Palm Mortuary home said Morita died of natural causes on Thursday.
Morita, who was born in California and sent to a Japanese-American internment camp during World War II, won a supporting actor nomination for his portrayal of the witty karate mentor of a young boy in 1984's "The Karate Kid."
Morita played the wise handyman, Mr. Miyagi. who befriended a new boy in town, played by Ralph Macchio, and helped him stand up to bullies by schooling him in Eastern philosophy and martial arts.
The film proved to be a box-office sensation and earned Morita the distinction of becoming the first Asian-American to be nominated for an acting Oscar. He lost that year to Haing S. Ngor of "The Killing Fields."
Morita appeared in the three "Karate Kid" sequels, the last of which, "The Next Karate Kid," gave double-Oscar-winning actress Hilary Swank her big break in 1994.
The quick-witted Morita worked as a computer programmer but by the age of 30 had entered the world of entertainment full time as a stand-up comedian.
His first break came in the early 1960s when was introduced to Sally Marr, the mother of comic legend Lenny Bruce, who began managing his career and touring him around the country. Throughout that decade, he appeared in TV shows like "Laugh-In" and "The Smothers Brothers Comedy Hour."
In a 1994 interview with Reuters to promote "The Next Karate Kid," Morita said he had lived a joyful life.
"I've learned what it is funny and the first word of funny, is fun," he said.
After his years doing stand-up and guest appearances on TV, Morita gained wide fame and a recurring role playing restaurant owner Arnold on the hit 1970s show "Happy Days."
He briefly had his own TV detective series, called "Ohara," and appeared in many movies, including "Do or Die" and "Honeymoon in Las Vegas." Morita lent his voice to the Emperor character in the Disney animated movie "Mulan" in 1998.
He received a star on the Hollywood Boulevard Walk of Fame in 1994.
Morita is survived by his wife of 12 years, Evelyn, and three daughters from his previous marriage.
Thursday, November 24, 2005
Wednesday, November 23, 2005
Picture Of The Day
Wing Sings!
Imagine the voices of Ms. Piggy and William Hung rolled into one. That kind of gets close to the Wing sound. But don't take my word for it..
Check out here rendition of AC/DC's "Back In Black"
Or ABBA's "Money Money"
Or her ovation worthy "Phantom of the Opera"
I told you. Wing ain't nothin to fuck with!
Here are the rest of the samples..And here is her main page..
(Via Linkfilter)
Swank Signs
(Via Metafilter)
Tuesday, November 22, 2005
Damn you, X-Box 360
I went to at least a dozen stores. Some kid at Best Buy who looked like a Gelfling from The Dark Crystal literally laughed at me when I asked him for one. Not a nerdy sarcastic laugh either. This was a real, heartfelt belly laugh. He then smiled at his equally awesome co-worker and said, "yeah, um.. no. Sorry, pal, you might want to try..." but I don't remember what else he said because I was too caught up in choosing which DVD box set I wanted to use to smash his skull in with. But then I realized he most likely spends his days stocking ipod batteries and alphabetizing Barney tapes with his bluetooth headset on, hoping that at least one person will call this week so he can finally show the pretty girl at register 5 that he actually has friends. There was no need to be mean to him. Life had beaten me to it.
So did anyone get one? And is anyone going to get one after the madness calms down?
Monday, November 21, 2005
Interview With L. Ron Hubbard Jr.
I won't waste your time bashing Scientology. We all know it's a crazy cult based on a pyramid scheme with an extraterrestrial creation myth invented by a dead sci fi writer that causes celebrity twats like Tom Cruise to jump up and down on talk show couches and play grabass with Oprah Winfrey.
That being said, I came across an awesome interview with L. Ron's son from a 1983 article in Penthouse. Here's a telling excerpt from it:
Penthouse: Didn't your father have any interest in helping people?
Hubbard: No.
Penthouse: Never?
Hubbard: My father started out as a broke science-fiction writer. He was always broke in the late 1940s. He told me and a lot of other people that the way to make a million was to start a religion. Then he wrote the book Dianetics: The Modern Science of Mental Health while he was in Bayhead, New Jersey. When we later visited Bayhead, in about 1953, we were walking around and reminiscing --he told me that he had written the book in one month.
Penthouse: There was no church when he wrote the book?
Hubbard: Oh, no, no. You see, his goal was basically to write the book, take the money and run. But in 1950, this was the first major book of do-it-yourself psychotherapy, and it became a runaway best-seller. He kept getting, literally, mail trucks full of mail. And so he and some other people, including J. W. Campbell, the editor of Astounding Science Fiction , started the Dianetics Research Foundation in Elizabeth, New Jersey. And the post office kept backing up and just dumping mail sacks into the building. The foundation had a staff that just ran through the envelopes and threw away anything that didn't have any money in it.
(Check out the whole article Here..)
And for those of you allergic to reading, here are some snaps from an old Scientology pamphlet, and one pic from the newest version..
Peep the Andre 3000 poster on the wall. Outkast are so hip they were even cool during olden times.
No patrons, eh? The problem might be the fact that that color of orange is even more horrifying than the one I use as a background on this site. I wouldn't paint a vomitorium with it.
(Article via Metafilter)
Hooked! The Anti-Heroin comicbook
To those of you about to try heroin for the first time, please read this informational comic book from 1966 NYC methadone clinics first. You owe it to yourself to be informed of the major decision you are about to make. And what better way to learn the mortal dangers of narcotic abuse than a comic book? Here are a few of my favorite parts:
Friday, November 18, 2005
Picture Of The Day
(Thanks Matty for this!)
Cassette Jam
This is a huge collection of pictures of different cassette tapes that Mog sent me.
It totally got me reminiscing about how awesome tapes are. For some reason, making a mix tape felt so much more rewarding than making a CD does. There is something warm about anything analog. That's why vinly still runs shit. Plus, you scratch a CD, it's a wrap. If your tape gets messed up, you can pull MacGuyver moves and fix that thing with nothing more than tape, a pen, and a little screwdriver.
Makes me miss the days of having a radio show and listening to crackly DJ mix tapes..
(thanks Mog for sending me this!)
Space Cadets Hoax Reality TV show
A new reality TV show is aiming to pull off the biggest hoax in TV history - by persuading a group of Britons that they have been blasted into space.
The new Channel 4 series Space Cadets has been under wraps since the idea first came about 18-months ago.
Nine people will be told they are set to visit the final frontier as space tourists and that in preparation they will undergo intensive training in Russia courtesy of the Space Tourism Agency of Russia, but in reality the groups will be "trained" for space in a disused airbase in a secret location in the UK.
Unbeknown to them, their shuttle will be a Hollywood creation, made originally for the film Space Cowboys.
A giant custom-built screen positioned just outside the shuttle will, it is hoped, provide the illusion of a view of Earth from space including a hurricane over Mexico and a glimpse of the UK on one day when cloud cover parts.
The launch sound has been created by a Hollywood sound specialist while the shuttle will tip and rock in the process.
Channel 4 admits that the joke could be on them if the participants, who are currently being selected from a group holed up in a secret location with no contact with the outside world, cotton on to the stunt.
Three actors have been placed in the group and will be able to report back on whether there are any suspicions.
(Found here via Coast to Coast)Thursday, November 17, 2005
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Dschinghis Khan does Dschinghis Khan
Once again, it's time to pay tribute to the Disco gods. D to the muthafuckin K. You're probably thinking, "Oh no, not another Dschinghis Khan post". Sorry, but I just can't seem to get enough of these people. It's like they say, "Once you go Khan, you can't go on." Whether you're listening to classics like "Samurai", or "Rocking Son of Dschinghis Khan", they're best of the best. The most electrifying disco musical group of all time. Some of you ABBA fans might not agree with me. Granted, they could sing well and had actual talent, but they were fucking JV when it came to rocking fresh gear. You don't agree? I'll give you three reasons why I'm right:
I used to think that was the best performance I'd ever seen. But I just found a new clip of them performing their smash hit cleverly titled "Dschinghis khan", and I totally stand corrected.
Not only does weird breakdancer guy bust out the magic hands, he goes to new realms of foreign awesomeness with a fresh style I can only describe as Cirque Du Soleil meets Cocaine meets Napoleon Dynamite. Breathtaking moves.