Sometimes I’ll talk about sports here, namely baseball:
If you’re a Cubs fan, I’m really, really sorry. I had no idea it was possible to choke so often and so hard. Your choke to time ratio is superb, really.
Otherwise, here’s a conversation that sums up some thoughts I’ve been having:
Scott Karoly: would kids really call justice a religious experience if it weren’t for the following:
Scott Karoly: a) copious amounts of ecstasy
Scott Karoly: or b) more fittingly, the ridiculous blown up christian iconography that is their entire message lyrically and artistically on stage/record
Scott Karoly: lyrically=song titles
Scott Karoly: i mean it’s right in their fucking faces
Scott Karoly: if someone like tom petty performed in front of a gigantic fucking cheeseburger, would we call his music a “burger experience?”
Scott Karoly: “when I hear ‘american girl’, i want some fucking beef, man!”
Scott Karoly: i guess you don’t have to answer that.
Edo Konrad: HAHA
But seriously. How hard is it to think you’re having some transcendent religious experience when you’re faced with this for an hour plus in a dark room:
Does anyone want to talk to me about how good of a song “Roland the Headless Thompson Gunner” by Warren Zevon is? Anyone? George?
It really doesn’t sound like it came from the ’70s.