Cicciolina Tastes Like Candy

THE GOOD

• Get Behind Me Satan, the newest from the White Stripes. Just came out this week. A little downbeat, and a little bit country, and a little bit rock & roll, I suppose, but I definitely like it. I promise, no Osmonds were involved in the making of this record. A decision has been made! No, its not all like Blue Orchid, but its still all very worthwhile. Especially "Doorbell," its quite Jackson 5.
• Majesty Crush. Remember this band from Detroit's mid-90's musical past? They were all about obsessions, obsessed with My Bloody Valentine, obsessed with drinking, obsessed with female tennis stars, obsessed with Italian porn stars (Cicciolina). Obsession is good as long as you aren't the one obsessing or being obsessed. Does that make any sense? I just used the root 'obsess' so many times that it makes no sense in my head. Doesn't even seem like a real word. This is a good way to practice transcendental meditation, kiddies. Say a word in your head over and over until it loses meaning. Soon, you've 'disconnected'. Its fun, I do it all the time. Its the only way I can get to sleep at night.
• The Patio at the Garden Bowl (Detroit, MI). Its so nice when you can lean back in a chair while sitting at a picnic table, talk with your friends, watch the freaks go by on Woodward, drink a beer, and enjoy a rousing game of bum-fishing. Quarters, crazy glue, and parking meters. We are evil, evil bastards.
• The Firebird Band. I know, I know, I can't stop talking about them, but damn do I like it. Their show in Lansing on Monday was way too short.
• DJgutterball on a Friday night at the GB. I'll be at the GB tonight instead of Saturday. This is good, I'm not sure why, but it seems like it is. Lots of new music.

THE BAD

• The Transplants listening party at the Garden Bowl tonight from 6pm to 9pm. The Transplants are a side project for Travis Barker from Blink 182 and Tim Armstrong from Rancid. Why is this bad? I like Rancid, and believe it or not, I like Blink 182, also. What I don't like is having to deal with the possibility of a couple hundred teenaged Hot Topic customers milling around trying to get a glimpse of the rock stars who are bowling. I don't like the possibility of having to park a block away when I have a bunch of gear to eventually load in. I am a jaded son of a bitch.
• Pegboy. I like Pegboy. A lot. I haven't listened to them in a long time. In the late '80s, when Naked Raygun imploded, they reformed as Pegboy. The reason why its bad is because I was listening to "Three Chord Monte" today, and realized that Face to Face, who are one of my favorite pop-punk bands totally ripped off Pegboy's sound. I feel hurt, but I'll live. Because I, I will survive.
• Inadequate work computers. How in the hell am I supposed to multi-task if I can't have at least twelve different items running at the same time? Also pissed that MusicMatch takes up so much f-ing RAM.
• Scratch disks. How in the hell do I make the scratch disk on Photoshop bigger? This seems to be the one thing that Adobe didn't feel the need to overexplain to death in their user interface.
• HP 1300 PSC. Okay, it isn't that bad, it works most of the time, but after almost every time I print something, I have to unplug the power and plug it back in again to perform a cold reset, otherwise, the damned thing tells me that the carriage is stuck even though it isn't. Bitch.

THE UGLY

• Me and my skepticism, logic, practicality, realism, and doubt. Those are all the same thing, right?