what we do is bullshit

i just saw the movie "what we do is secret", a biography of darby crash and the germs, one of my all time favorite bands. wow. what a fucking piece of shit. it shouldn't surprise me too much that hollywood would take the story of one of the greatest, most influential punk bands of all time and turn it into some typical drivel, but what really bothers me is that the original band members all participated in this project, even going so far as to play some shows with the actor who portrays darby fronting the reunited band. and fronting is definitely the right word. the guy just reeks of hollywood shmarm and fakeness. it's pretty obvious that he's not into punk or gay and has never done drugs (it always bugs the shit out of me when people shoot up wrong in movies, don't you think there'd be at least one former junkie around who they could, like consult, or something?) but in the hands of a better actor that wouldn't matter. the film is contrite and depicts entire years of peoples lives through brief montages that never really give you any character development or insight into who these people you're supposed to care about are, and definitely would not convert any new fans. in the film characters are always talking about what a ingenious and tragic figure darby is, but the way he's portrayed he just comes of as a conceited prick, which he may have been sometimes but i'd like to think he was a much more complex and multi-faceted individual. if i knew nothing about the germs this movie would not make me interested in digging any deeper, but as a longtime fan i'm just fucking disgusted. i first heard the germs as an angry impressionable youth and the weird, fast music and darby's dark poetry spoke deeply to my tortured young soul. i don't know if i could have made it through high school without my cassette of MIA. darby has also been a huge influence on me as a singer, writer and performer, i would take pride in the comparisons after people saw my band play. the germs were one of the bands that inspired me and my teenage troublemaker friends to pick up instruments and try to do something with our lives, even going so far as to do a set of germs covers for a halloween show (we played on the street with the faggz as nirvana, that was awesome) and often including "communist eyes" and "land of treason" in our sets. i just can't believe the surviving members of the germs would shit on their legacy to cash in like that, letting down a massive cult of dedicated fans (how many of you have germs burns?) and scaring away any potential new ones. so, yeah, this movies not even worth watching for free on the internet. just get a copy of the book of the same name and read that if you want to know more about this amazing band. oh and if i ever end up beating the shit out of the fake darby crash, please come visit me in jail cuz you know that pussy would press charges.

here's the real germs in all their glory, from the decline of western civilization, just watch that again.

vikings in space

hey it's been awhile since i posted anything on here, not that i haven't been bored, i've just been too drunk all the time to properly type, so yeah. i also realized there's only a couple music postings, and they're both rap. i don't intend to do a "music blog" but i'll try to keep a good balance of music, weird articles and bitchy rants about my stupid life and shit that pisses me off.
anyway, i'm a pretty big fan of the Norwegian black metal/prog rock band enslaved, but am debating whether it's worth paying 30 bucks to see them open for gay-ass opeth. enslaved has been around for 17 years or so and started as a pretty straight up black metal band, appearing on a darkthrone tribute comp and releasing the killer demo "yggdrsil". over the years the group has changed members several times and broadened their sound to the point where you can barely tell it's the same band, which disillusioned a lot of metal purists. well, metal purists are assholes who expect bands to just make the same album over and over, so fuck them. i'll admit it took a few listens to get into "vertebrae" but it has definitely crept into my subconscious. on this album the band delves even deeper into a spacey prog sound, incorporating lots of atmospheric keyboards, trippy effects and haunting melodies. at times this reminds me of a metal pink floyd, which in my book is an extremely good thing. so pull the stick out of yer ass, take a couple bong hits and give this record a chance, why don't cha?

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superheros get molested too...

sometime in the 80s marvel made a special comic book to increase awareness about sexual abuse, featuring none other than your friendly neighborhood spiderman. in the comic spidey reaches out to a young boy who has been the victim of such abuse, by reciting a story about a time in his youth when an older friend named "skip" made some awkward, unwelcome advances. the "friend" asks young peter if he would like to view an erotic magazine with him, and maybe experiment with performing some of the elicit acts portrayed within. peter is, of course, unwilling, and does not indulge his predatory friend. the resounding emotions tortured young peter, as this was before he was bitten by the spider, and led to some serious issues with sexuality. the green goblin may have killed his girlfriend, but he never tried to fuck him. may this would-be statutory rapist be spidey's greatest nemesis? could the resulting mental trauma be what led spiderman to have so much anger and self doubt, which his symbiotic alien costume would feed off of, eventually leading to the creation of venom? would the marvel universe be a different place if skip had brought some good dope and gotten young peter really fucking high before he introduced him to the wonders of a forbidden homosexual affair?
this is why they'll never let me write an issue of "what if..."

why take diet pills when you can enjoy AIDS?

to protect and serve...

fucking bastard pigs...
i would write a whole tirade about how fucked up this is but i think my comrades at money jungle summed it up pretty good....

"On November 9th, 2008 in a holding cell in SeaTac City Hall a kid got beat up by two Seattle Deputies, this we are sure of, we have the video.
Apparently, one young woman’s shoe and getting ”real lippy” (according to Travis Brunner one of the Deputies involved) warrants a massive beat down by two full grown men. She was also in handcuffs for part of the incident. One of the cops, Paul Schene, who is 6 feet 2 and weighs 195 pounds, has had some problems with the law which he is sworn to uphold in the recent past.

In 2006 Deputy Paul Schene shot and killed mentally ill Pedro Jo after Mr. Pedro tried to choke him out with his own radio cord. Which would sound legit except he fired his gun 11 times at Pedro, hitting him in the back as he was running back to his car on I-5 where he was stopped. Anyway, he was cleared of the shooting and received a differed sentence and probation for being arrested shortly after the shooting for driving trashed off of pills and booze. He was probably drowning his remorse for shooting an unarmed man in the back, maybe not though.

Currently, neither Deputy Paul Schene or Travis Brunner are facing felony charges, Schene is up on misdemeanor assault which he obviously plead ‘Not Guilty’ to. Schene is also on paid leave. If the case goes to trial “(H)e could face additional charges,” said Ian Goodhew, the deputy chief of staff in the Prosecutor’s Office."

moneyshots of the rich and famous...

technology is a wonderful thing. it allows people to communicate with each other from across the world and provides new medical procedures to save the lives of those who would otherwise die or suffer from incurable diseases. and then there's the intenet, providing freaks and perverts a million new options for creepiness. i stumbled upon this phenomenon while cruising a porn forum trying to find pictures of my ex-girlfiend naked, which is also inherently creepy. apparently there are a small sub sect of humans who waste there time diligently photoshopping cum on to the faces of celebrities. i mean, i'm bored enough to do this stupid blog, and horny enough to look at interweb porno, but can you image the time and dedication it took to make these pictures? ewwwwww. heres some of the best/worst...
christina aguilara