"You'll Die Laughing"

Browsing through my neighborhood Borders the other day yielded me one of the strangest signs in a long time. Look at the title again and see if this phrase makes you double-take. Maybe not the most striking example of detournement, but still provoking with that strange dream logic. I guess I just don't know what that means, whether it should be good/bad, proud/demeaning, etc. etc. But it was on a sign in Borders, so maybe I'm overthinking this a bit.

My last music review took the life out of me and sucked writing out like a bug (ala Cronenberg's Naked Lunch) but none of that organic juicy goodness - instead, just proving that I'll readily accept spending an insane number of hours in front of a computer screen.


guest quote of the day (provided by Zach): "Who is the lucky bastard that gets to live in that thing?"

Listening again to Air's new album (Talkie Walkie) - it's warm and dull, like a midwest girl. But those moments, no matter how banal remind me how necessary they are to pop, or how necessary pop is to their sound - beginning with the handclaps of "Venus," a imbued humanity to the slick robotic melodies kind of harkens back to Kraftwerk's campy play into the idea of blurring human with cyborg. I guess this warm use of electronics is best described by Mouse on Mars' trade-mark squelch. ahh, the squelch.

and that was a painful free-association music name-drop. now it's time to stop and recharge the writing powers for another day.

i am presently:

excited as fuck for gondry/kaufman screening, etc. whatever happens with the Block and this will be satisfying, damn it.
...zeee review for perusal...

laughing at a site that takes polls to the logical bullshit extreme...is the election projection (2004 edition)

and giving martha moral support with her foray into the sleazy world of porn

-#1