Saturday, August 12, 2006

Warming Up to the Chill...

I've been taking it easy since the Miami trip. Lots of dithering re upcoming tour, mainly organizational stuff. Probably go as a five-piece to Canada (Ben, Rat, Chris, AWK, and myself), and save the debut of the octet for the States in Nov-Dec. We'll have Horoscopo in hand on the 25th, and new t-shirts as well. Scads of releases on the horizon - it's almost overwhelming. You musn't think I'm complaining, of course. I remember the days when the silences were truly deafening...

Listened to the expanded Korean version of Andrew's Close Calls with Brick Walls for the first time late last night... Wow. If you're still a doubting thicko, you deserve forced rehab with Mel "I Own Sobibor!" Gibson and Robin "Unfunny Since Garp" Williams. It's my favorite of the major label trioka - just fucking excellent throughout. Way to go Andy! (Uhh, Mr. Wilkes-Krier. Sorry.)

Can't believe that CNN Headline News co-cocksucker Chuck Roberts referred to Ned Lamont yesterday as the "Al-Qaeda candidate." ¿Qué? Amazing. Bernard Shaw must be weeping into his oat bran. As this presidency descends further into ignomy, so too does the Fourth Estate. It would be shocking if we weren't already numb to it.

With the death yesterday of the original softball-lobbing chat show host Mike Douglas (who was ogled religiously by my mom, and millions of other 60s-70s hausfrau), the New York Times reminded us in their obit that Douglas' executive producer was one Roger Ailes, the very same troll who engineered Fox News' lamentable rise to cable ratings dominance. Oh well...

Trading my H3 for more tofu, I remain...

TS