Solid Gold Vs. Solid Waste 2

Solid Gold

"Don't create
Don't rebel
Have intuition
Can't decide
Typical girls get upset to quickly
Typical girls can't control themselves
Typical girls are so confusing
Typical girls - you can always tell
Typical girls don't think too clearly
Typical girls are unpredictable (predictable)
Typical girls try to be
Typical girls very well
Typical girls are looking for something
Typical girls fall under spells
Typical girls buy magazines
Typical girls feel like hell
Typical girls worry about spots, fat, and natural smells
Stinky fake smells
Typical girls try to be
Typical girls very well
Don't create
Don't rebel
Have intution
Don't drive well
Typical girls try to be
Typical girls very well
Can't decide what clothes to wear
Typical girls are sensitive
Typical girls are emotional
Typical girls are cruel and bewitching
She's a femme fatale
Typical girls stand by their man
Typical girls are really swell
Typical girls learn how to act shocked
Typical girls don't rebel
Who invented the typical girl?
Who's bringing out the new improved model?
And there's another marketing ploy
Typical girl gets the typical boy
The typical boy gets the typical girl
The typical girl gets the typical boy
Are emotional"
--"Typical Girls" The Slits


Solid Waste

"[Chorus]
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I don't like your girlfriend!
No way! No way!
I think you need a new one
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I could be your girlfriend
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I know that you like me
No way! No way!
No it's not a secret
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I want to be your girlfriend

You're so fine
I want you mine
You're so delicious
I think about ya all the time
You're so addictive
Don't you know what I could do to make you feel alright?(alright alright alright alright)
Don't pretend I think you know I'm damn precious
Hell yeah
I'm the mother (fucking) princess
I can tell you like me too and you know I'm right(I'm right I'm right I'm right)
She's like so whatever
You could do so much better
I think we should get together now
And that's what everyone's talking about!

[Chorus]

I can see the way, I see the way you look at me
And even when you look away I know you think of me
I know you talk about me all the time again and again
(and again and again and again)
So come over here, tell me what I want to hear
Better yet make your girlfriend disappear
I don't want to hear you say her name ever again
(And again and again and again!)
She's like so whatever
You could do so much better
I think we should get together now
And that's what everyone's talking about!

[Chorus]

In a second you'll be wrapped around my finger
Cause I can, cause I can do it better
There's no other
So when's it gonna sink in
She's so stupid
What the hell were you thinking?

[Chorus]
blah blah blah.." <--Ok, that's not really in the song
--"Girlfriend" Avril Lavigne

Hey! Hey! You! You! What the hell happened to punk music (besides old age and heroin)? Just like hip-hop (I think that these two musical movements have a lot more in common than you might initially think), it seems that the energy, meaning, and originality that this genre was known for has been totally sucked out over the last decade by... $omething evil. Curse you, damn evil.
All of that goodness is being replaced by complacent drivel. Welcome to the 21st Century, I suppose. I know that times and treands change, the youth get jaded, the music industry crumbles in on itself, and mama said there'd be days like this, but shit! Are we going to have to start a sister site, "Why Doesn't Anyone Else Smell This Shit (WDAESTS)" just to cover all the nonsense? Am I gonna have to start thinking about the 'good old days' so soon in my life? Ugh, I can hear my joints creaking already..

The Artist and The Scientist

Recently there is a growing consensus that more attention should be placed on mathamatics and the sciences to the detriment of the arts. Now if the purpose of this shift in concentration is due to the idea that mathamatics and the sciences are somehow superior to artistic endevors, then the powers that be are sadly mistaken. I am neither cognisant in the sciences nor mathamatics but I find them to have similar ways of dealing with the unknown world as practices such as writing and painting. For those aspects that have been institutionalized in both sciences and the arts, the ways of thinking may seen quite different due to different standardization practices. For example an editor for a poetry magazine uses different templates than an editor for a science magazine. This may seem trivial but if the analogy is extended, then the sciences and the arts appear to be polar opposites. The sciences are somehow more credible since they advance our material existance; material's are quantifiable and so can be measured for advancement. The credibility of the arts come into disrepute for the precise opposite reasons that are given for the credibility of the sciences; metaphysics and experiences are qualities that cannot be measured and so progress and advancement cannot be ascertained. However, when both scientists and artists peer into the unknown they are each dealing with the same issue, that being "what is out there." At this point both individuals are creating rules and regulations in order to understand the unknown world; these rules and regulations will later be codefied and standardized but they are not inclusive of the scientist and artist. The courage and dedication of both types of individuals must be extremely strong and their confidence unshakeable. Here there is no difference between artist and scientist because here the artist becomes the scientist and the scientis becomes an artist. So to the powers that be I would argue, that both modes of thinking are necessary for the advancement of our species. Our complicated world is made up of both quantities and qualities both of which need exploring and analysis if they are to be understood.

We’re All Totally Fucked, Or, How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Love The Brain Rape Karl Rove Is About To Inflict Upon Us All

I’ve seen the future of political advertising… and it’s really fucking annoying.

Spector To Produce Amazing Cell-Block Rap Records

Tell me, first off: Is this the face of a killer?

Well, yeah, kind of. I’d never presume someone’s guilt before trial, but when a former B-movie actress winds up dead in your foyer from a gunshot wound to the face, and you’ve taken to looking like the villain from a 1930s horror picture, suspicion is bound to surface.

Oh, yeah, and then there’s your decades-old reputation for being bat-shit crazy.

Hailed as a musical genius for his innovative production technique known as the Wall of Sound, whereby live, orchestra-style instrumentation is channeled through an echo chamber, Phil Spector has to his credit almost 50 hit songs for artists such as the Crystals, the Beatles, and the Righteous Brothers.

I love Phil Spector. The songs he made with his girl groups, like the Ronnettes and the Paris Sisters, are some of my favorite songs ever. But I also love Phil Spector because he provides some of the best gone-crazy stories.

Spector’s ex-wife, Ronnie, of the Ronnettes, claimed that Phil often threatened to kill her if she ever left him. When she finally got free and sued him for divorce, Phil was ordered to pay $1,300 a month in spousal support. Spector had the first payment delivered in nickels! I actually hope I get divorced one day so I can pull that same stunt.

But on February 3, 2003, the day after Paul McCartney announced that he was releasing a version of Let It Be that had removed all of Spector’s production, a woman is found dead in the producer’s castle, sending this control-freak with humorous anecdotes into O.J. territory.

Court TV has announced it will be broadcasting the trial when it begins at the end of April, so soon we'll all be able to watch the fall. Boy revolutionizes popular music, is hailed as genius and visionary, and then slowly hits bottom.

It’s the Hollywood Rise & Fall cliché all over again. And to an audience, that story never gets old. As much as we love our celebrities, we love it more when they fall. We love it more when those who have it all lose it all. We love it more when Britney goes crazy and when Nick Nolte looks crazed in a mug shot. It validates our feeling that the rich and famous aren’t happier or better, and it’s our chance to look down at those who are usually cast as superior.

We have an odd relationship with celebrities. We love them until we want them dead.

Hey! Sum Idjit Gasum Ol' Dang Hip-Hip In My NASCAR

Yes, the title of this post is true, as it seems NASCAR is now promoting itself rampantly and trying to firmly insert itself into all demographics. And boy-howdy, is it scary. It appeared to start with the Nelly and Tim McGraw duet. Then it was Dale Earnhardt, Jr. and Jay-Z in a Budweiser ad. Then we see former NBA All-Star and well-known black man, Brad Daugherty, doing frequent ESPN NASCAR commentary. I saw a Chevrolet commercial today where rapper T.I. borrows Earnhardt, Jr's stock car, enters a race, and then drives all slow.. you know, like black people do in urban areas? That's not at all stereotypical, is it? Junior, meanwhile, has T.I.'s Chevy Impala and is just tearing through the streets of wherever T.I. is from (Google tells me it's Atlanta). You see, NASCAR, you could learn something from this commercial: even though the cars may change, you can never change your culture. The hard fact is that despite all of NASCAR's effort to integrate the sport [Editor's note: It's not really a sport], there have only been 3 African-American (no Asians or Latinos either) NASCAR drivers since NASCAR's inception in 1947. The first one, Wendell Scott, won a race and couldn't even go to the winner's circle until after the crowd had dispersed. That's the Old South for you. And probably the New one, for that matter.
I understand there's such a thing as money and economic well-being but NASCAR, please. You're confusing your fans with all of the non-white people and the hip-hop (NASCAR fans are already prone to confusion due to all of the high-octane fumes and exhaust they inhale at races). Or even worse, it's creating an entirely new form of racism. Just like {insert promiscuous female Celeb name here}'s legs, some things aren't supposed to go together..

The politics of "weird."

Many words in our vernacular have lost not only their impact but also their meaning; words such as "genius" and "love" are used so commonly to describe a wide array of people and feelings that when used according to their correct definition the result is luke warm at best. The word "weird", however, has retained its usefullness simply by not betraying the users ignorance and indecisiveness of a particular subject, opinion etc. Many people employ the word "weird" to describe a particular event or artistic expression so that they may offer an opinion which does not have to rely on intelligence but on emotion and they are not forced to stand by their opnion since the particular in question is an anomoly not needing serious analysis. For example, most people not familiar with bollywood songs or afrobeat or Squarepusher may encounter these songs and musicians with astonishment not knowing what it is that they are hearing. I imagine that these people feel affronted by this "new" music and cannot offer a ready made opinion since these opinions are not available in pop media. This, then, puts the person in the position of thinking independently about a subject that is not dear to their harts; not having been trained to do so, they feel that they may be percieved as stupid or ignorant. By describing the songs or genre as weird they allow themselves an opinion which can change once they have come in contact with a trusted opinion. Another example that can be used comes from the world of fashion. I'm sure we've all been in the position of wearing something that others at the time considered unflattering and which was described as weird; several months later these critics were to find out that that particular style is in fashion. What do these people do? They go ahead and wear the same clothes that they criticized earlier by saying that "weird" is not a bad thing at all! To put a long story short I fucking hate the word "weird" and do not have a favorable opinion of those that use it to describe everything under the sun!!