Nazi Punks Fuck Off

[c-lando]

Well done, indeed. I hope you're able to shake off the side effects before the end of the work day.

[Rafe]

Well done, indeed. I hope you're able to shake off the side effects before the end of the work day.

A bit of musical medicine is probably a high priority to clear those nasty side effects. Dr. Dancefloor therefore prescribes that you listen to Wee Papa Girl Rappers, Technotronic, Lemon Jelly, Young MC or Grandmaster Flash forthwith.

[cuddlyevil]

Please tell me you'll have a little dinner with your wine tonight...

[c-lando]

Please tell me you'll have a little dinner with your wine tonight...

Or some edge-removing Polish vodka...

[whigsgeek]

This is the first I've been able to check in all day. (To quote the wise Paul Westerberg, "God damn job.") Well done, FG! Joe Strummer would have been proud.

[va_vacious]

I feel your pain- SoulJa Boy is coming my way, and after a listen to it this weekend, I am wondering about 8 full hours. 

Well done, though, and thanks for taking on the torture!

[JohnnyRoyale]

Good effort....i can't wait to read this

[foolsgold]

Several years ago, a friend brought me one of those British entertainment magazines with Ian Brown on the cover.  In that magazine, there was an article about one of their journalist who attended a film shoot for a porno.  In the course of the article, his writing became more and more bleak as he became aware of the sad undertones on the set.  Several of the actresses were Russians who had headed West for better opportunities, but got caught up in drugs and were, more or less, paying for their addictions by performing in front of the camera.  The director/producer made no attempt to hide his repulsive and exploitative nature and the rest of the crew indulged in between shot breaks by “allowing” those actresses to entertain them.

At the end of the article, there was a wrap-up with photos of all the participants including one of the author that has haunted me over the years.  The guy looked shell-shocked.  Next to his photo, he wrote: “I honestly thought this would be fun.”

Those words keep repeating in my thoughts.  I didn’t witness anything as awful as that, but 6 hours of Napalm Death really kind of messed with me in a way I was totally unprepared for.  During that time, I tried to keep things light, but I found my mood becoming increasingly darker.  I don’t know if it was the repetition of the song or the song style itself, but it got to me in a really unpleasant way.  I wanted yesterday to be fun and light, to write something silly, but it really was terrible and I wish I had ended it earlier or picked another song.  I’m being overdramatic, but them are the facts. 

[JohnnyRoyale]

Official Death Time – 1:25 PM
Official Death Count - 176
Emotional State - Dreaming
Official Hate-O-Meter – Kicking ass? (out of a possible 10)

This song got me thinking about what kind of wrestler I’d be.  My wife would probably say, “You’re too skinny and weak,” “You cried when you got that paper cut,” “You trip while seated,” but I’d imagine I’d look fucking great in a unitard, so nuts to her.

I think you would make a better manager, like maybe Slick, but it would be cool if you carried Fuji dust also