ummmm.... baguettes are weird. many, many people won't share water bottles for fear of getting the herp. many people will not hold onto the straps on subways or touch hand railings on stairs. many people will require you to sneeze into your armpit if you want to be in the same room as them.
but
i venture to say that many of these same people will gladly go into a cheese shop or a bakery and fondle uncovered baguettes looking for the one they want on a nice wooden rack or in a basket or something. then they'll take said baguette and put it down on the counter with their 1/4 pound of chevre. the not sterile counter where people flop down their dirty, dirty cash all day long. then the cashier, handling all this money all day, will pick up the baguette with bare hands and put it in a bag. and then they will go home and put that thing in their mouth.
why don't normally germ conscious people worry about gross, fondled baguettes? is it because they are euro? is it because they are fancy? I DON'T GET IT.
not to get super heavy or anything. but seriously, fuck the police. if obama wants to get elected he should just run on a platform of making cops illegal. i am pretty sure that even republicans hate pig cops.
denver
and this. i mean is this pretty much the scariest thing you have seen? slammed to the ground and then in the last 10 seconds, basically kidnapped by the police. wtf? what happened to at least, "come with us. you're under arrest?" when did it turn into colombian style kidnapping, dragged off. and plus. just goes to show. cops are fucking idiots, doing any of this shit with all these cameras are around.
i hope these fucks lose their jobs actually i don't, cause if they do they will end up being bouncers at clubs i work at and then i'll have to deal with an even bigger sort of security guard prick. and speaking of that. check this out!
the ultimate cop / security guard nightmare shitstorm happened in LA the other night. even if you want to say that you can't chose sides until you hear all points of view, cops / kids / security, give me a FUCKING break. cops should not be allowing private security to choke, shove, punch or harm a person asking for help on the fucking sidewalk. WTF IS GOING ON, PEOPLE? here's some excerpts from the LA WEEKLY. read the whole thing here. HATE THE POLICE.
“The guard walked up to [Reich] and said, 'What the fuck do you think
you're filming?' and grabbed at the camera,” says one eyewitness who
requested anonymity for fear of retaliation. According to the witness,
Carlson walked over to intervene, whereupon the security guard pushed
Carlson to the ground, sending the flyers scattering across the
pavement. Reich filmed this, as well. The eyewitness and his wife, not
wanting to get involved, continued toward their car, but notified the
L.A. police officers -- “at least six or seven of them,” he says --
stationed at the Bowl entry that there was trouble up above. He says
that they did nothing" "“They were running after him saying, 'That's the guy with the camera,'”
recalls another witness, Zachary Dawes. He knew Reich from the music
scene, and had chatted with him and the two others up near the Bowl.
Dawes watched as Reich made his way through the Highland traffic, get
hit by a car, recover and continue to run away from his pursuers."
"Remembers Dawes: “It landed within five feet of me. I leaned down to
pick it up and I got tackled by two of the dudes. They threw me into
that ivy-covered wall and I was trying to get them off me. At one point
there were three guards on me. I threw the tape to Sean, and that's
when it got really ugly.” Dawes alleges that one of the security guards
threw Carlson into an electrical box. “He hurled him into it, then
threw him onto the ground -- at this point there are two or three
officers there. [The security guards] smashed his head into the
pavement as they're trying to cuff him, the cops aren't doing anything.
I'm yelling, 'Officer, this is your jurisdiction -- this isn't
Hollywood Bowl property anymore. Don't let them do this.'” Dawes
recalls that the officers replied that they “give event staff leeway.” seriously. i know someone will say that this isn't all cops. but really, tell me the last time you dealt with a cop and even if they weren't a straight up dick to you, you got that bullshit attitude from them that they are above the law, that they are always right and that if you tried to say anything different they wouldn't hesitate to take you down. and if it's not all cops, it's about time the ones that don't want to be lumped in with their macho facist friends started fucking doing something about it.
maybe i'll go to cop school so i an volunteer for internal affairs and take these fucks down.
lastly. houston punk band, AK-47 sums it up best here in their epic jam, "the badge means you suck". "badges where there ought to be souls.... the badge means you suck the badge means you're fucked the badge means you suck"
look at this.... the most liberal, right minded, least pussy senator in the country. the one that would create a minister of peace were he elected isn't from CALIFORNIA. isn't from NEW YORK.
surprise, surprise.
not a pussy?
makes sense he's from the midwest. (obama is from hawaii)
says what he means?
makes sense he is from OHIO. and he is a bad ass, dennis kucinich. and people were bummed on nancy pelosi. imagine if this guy was speaker of the house, we'd definitely be impeaching that sack of shit bush. dudes got a rad wife too. awesome story the way they met, intro'ed by shirley maclaine. can't we just wicca kucinich into the white house somehow? (link from liz clayton, midwest)
on another happening from OHIO tip. check this out! i am in the new fader magazine. an interview where i tell all, well not all, about being a tour manager. they call me a nice dude. it's out now in this issue. the one with HIGH PLACES in it too! the editors found my blog somehow and liked it and finally gave voice to the thankless of thankless of jobs. i don't know how many times i've had people in bands bitch about interviews and been like, "whatever dudes. if someone wanted to sit down and ask my opinion on shit for like 30 minutes i'd be stoked. i probably have better opinions than you do anyway." i finally got my chance. totally fun. thanks, fader! (oh yeah. you can download the mag here if you can't find it, which would be ridiculous cause gloria found it. not that gloria isn't capable of finding a magazine. just that she is probably not as up on current cultural content as most people reading this. actually, that's definitely not true. anyway... download the shit here click on pdf.
AND, if you can even believe there could possibly be even more OHIO news, there is. Not only do i get to be on the newstands but it's the same time super friend, KIME BUZZELLI, is right there next to me as she scored the cover and a four page spread in the latest flaunt with her radical drawings! mag covers, shoes, art shows, comic books. buzzelli is finally blowing up after years of working hard.
ya know, the person that coined the phrase "there's no such thing as a dumb question, only stupid people" or whatever the fuck it is, they were never a tour manager.
do you know how many reams and reams of paper i have put into a landfill that are filled with answers to dumb questions? billions.
little plastic ink cartridges used to put the ink with the answers to dumb questions on paper. lots of them.
the fuel used to truck the food i eat to get the energy i use to anticipate all these dumb questions in the hours, days, weeks in advance.
yet still, it's all a waste. all of it going to the eventual mass destruction of our world because mother fuckers CAN NOT, WILL NOT or just do not care enough to read all the pieces of paper i hang up all over tour busses, dressing rooms, foreheads.
and then, the worst part, all the oxygen sucked out of the atmosphere by all the totally ridiculous questions asked, like "where's malo?" well, on the piece of paper in your hand it says it is 25 feet in front of the bus on the left.
and worse. when friends of the mf's i have to baby sit start asking me questions too. "what's the lineup tonight?" does it look like i fucking care. i have my hands full anticipating the next retarded question from someone i am working for about their own show, let alone caring about when a mediocre band like the cold war kids might be "hitting" the stage.
45th flight of the year today. that's 8.1 days in a plane this year. lax to salt lake for a 4 days broken social scene trip.
the thing about utah is that it's totally amazing. really beautiful and i used to hate that the mormon's bogarted it and think that i couldn't live here because of them. but when you come here i realize that none of the people that i work with that live here are mormons. and they think they are just as nuts as anyone. so, salt lake city is now on my list of places i could live. which is like 483 places long.
brendan, aaron and i went for a walk. pretty sure i was the only one scouting possible hiding spots.
remember when you just set up in your practice space and your friend filmed you while someone else moved the lights around and then you asked your creepy friend with the pointy boobs to play a suicide bomber. then you edited it and sent it off to mtv and they played it a few times, no prob?
note: is it just me or did everyone not realize that durst kind of ripped off the unsane a little bit? backward baseball hat and all.
or your other friend just messed with the tint and exposure and spun the camera around and used like a $5 dollar effect to make it psychedlic and then mtv played the shit out of it?
note: about 1:55 hope sandoval, who is like 5'2" or something hands appear as big as mine. we all know what that means. AND. i remember this video making me want to live in california. which is weird.
ALSO. i once saw both these bands in the same night. different shows.
but, you don't see baby armadillos trying to get milk from an exhaust pipe. you don't see birds hanging off the underside of a 747 hoping.
so what gives? i mean does this boat even have a teet to suckle? doubtful.
please pass this information along:
in the event that you are lost at sea, do NOT try to suckle the underbelly of a boat. it does not have teets. it can not provide sustenance. you would be better off trying to get the attention of someone on board so that they can pull you out of the water and if you are lucky they may have something to suckle on. or they may just have a CELESTE frozen pizza for you to eat.
we went and saw a movie tonight at the hollywood forever cemetery. bunny lake is missing. classic, good time. seeing movies there is so much fun. driving into a cemetery at dusk to sit on the ground and watch movies. kimo, grannie and i brought a pizza of course. the movie was great. laying on the ground looking up at the stars i was thinking how rad it would be if all of a sudden the stars directly overhead just started dropping straight down onto the earh. could be fun.
the moon came over the building in the middle. luckily it did not ruin the vibe. sometimes the moon is a pain and can totally vibe you out. tonight it was ok.
and this is where the movie took a total turn for the bizarrely awesome and got a little out of control and actually reminded me of my neckface print i got last night.
i am really into it. wouldn't it be fun to be a cannibal? or the joker for like one day?
like maybe just that one scene where he smashes that dudes nose down onto the pencil and licks his lips a lot. could be fun.
when opening a jar of mayonnaise does anyone else ever wonder how many other people in the world are opening a jar of mayo at the same time? like "am i the only one doing this right now? i can't be. but maybe i am. i don't know." i do. and then i think about it for like an hour.
i googled: "how many people are opening mayonnaise at any given time".
but that didn't help. so don't tell me to google it.