August 28th, 2009 / 2:15 pm
Web Hype
Blake Butler
Web Hype
Fuck Books, It’s Friday, Let’s Slow Out Live, Mane
Thanks to Gene, this whodie-in-the-truck ‘freestyle’ makes me happy to be alive:
Followed by one of my favorite blankpunk songs, live made. Yeah, I just made up blankpunk.
And this, from one of my favorite, or most memorable live bands of all time:
Lastly, if you ain’t with Phil, you ain’t with nothin’. Cool out.
Love dat.
Mmmm…
I’ll have… one Pokey… a bag of Flips aaaaand a Big Shasta.
Yeah that’s it.
Mmmm…
I’ll have… one Pokey… a bag of Flips aaaaand a Big Shasta.
Yeah that’s it.
blake did you see gang of four on the return the gift tour?
blake did you see gang of four on the return the gift tour?
sadly i did not. i cant remember why i did not. either they didnt come to atlanta or i wasnt here when they did. sad.
sadly i did not. i cant remember why i did not. either they didnt come to atlanta or i wasnt here when they did. sad.
did u?
did u?
yeah. it was amazing. i would have followed andy gill into the desert. john king was beating a microwave with a bat instead of using a woodblock. on he’d send in the army. it got so that in order to keep making a sound [it being badly damaged and the door being taped shut] he had to use both hands and couldn’t sing the song anymore, so everyone else started singing for him. at one point the guitar did something andy gill didn’t like, so he threw it on the ground, and started moving his foot around on the strings until the feedback did what he wanted, then he smiled and picked it back up. it was awesome. the opening bands though were seriously utter fucking shit. really.
yeah. it was amazing. i would have followed andy gill into the desert. john king was beating a microwave with a bat instead of using a woodblock. on he’d send in the army. it got so that in order to keep making a sound [it being badly damaged and the door being taped shut] he had to use both hands and couldn’t sing the song anymore, so everyone else started singing for him. at one point the guitar did something andy gill didn’t like, so he threw it on the ground, and started moving his foot around on the strings until the feedback did what he wanted, then he smiled and picked it back up. it was awesome. the opening bands though were seriously utter fucking shit. really.