A definition, if you will:
O-ver-wrought (oh-ver-rawt), adj.
1. extremely or excessively excited or agitated: to becomeoverwrought on hearing bad news; an overwrought personality.-2. elaborated to excess; excessively complex or ornate: writtenin a florid, overwrought style.-3. Archaic . wearied or exhausted by overwork.-
(Note: this day is dedicated to John Sewell (the one in England. I have two…), in thanks for letting me bug him about cultural topics. And for not having me assassinated for calling him Johnny Seaweed. Thanks, John, for great musical introductions, superfluous ”u”‘s, and tolerance. Happy Christmas.)
1. The Ashen Faggot
Yes, you can say it out loud; it’s a real thing. Wassailers(think “drunk carolers”) carry around a bundle of sticks from an ash tree, which is ceremoniously tossed into the fire. When one of the willow stems that bind the sticks burns and pops? Drink! Nothing says “Happy Birthday, Jesus” like fortified cider punch and fire. Continue reading
I have known quite a few girls, and many of them did rock*. Here are five, though, who effected my music tastes more than the others. In their honor, I gave them a song that reminds me of their influence, and I asked them to give a guest editorial of the tune. Not on the list? Maybe I think you’re not a girl, but a lady. . . also, I pick five. That’s my thing. Even my porno website does “Gimme Five Or Less”.
Anyway, say “hello” to. . . Continue reading
You know what button this was on your Casio keyboard. No, not the one that played the Rick Astley tune; that was the “Demo” button. I’m talking about that string/synth abomination called “Orchestra Hit”. If you don’t know what it is, think of it as a Ceti eel put in place by a MDMA-relaxed Freedom Williams. If you don’t know what a Ceti eel is, or who Freedom Williams is, then you’re reading this post on your phone. Just a guess. Every orchestra hit is horrible. Here are the worst. Continue reading
On August 16th, 1977, Elvis Presley passed away at the age of 42. He died as he lived; high on prescription medication with an enlarged colon. To my musical palette Elvis has become less of an easy target. Maybe it’s time to lay off the drug-use jokes, too. In an attempt to say “no hard feelings” to the Elvis estate, here are five of my favorites Elvis tracks, along with five personal run-ins with drugs. Let’s rock!
That’s right: lakes. Ponds just weren’t rockin’ enough to make the cut.
1) Lake Of Dracula
There was a time in my life, roughly from 1994-2000, when I was both insulated from popular music and plugged into fantastic new music that could be referred to, gloriously, as unpopular. Not just “unpopular” meaning “not on the radio” but “unpopular” as in “random people, upon listening, will most likely either question your taste in music or God’s sovereignty”(A prime example of my musical enviroment is that, in 1997, I bought Ok Computer a couple of weeks after it came out, a fantastic album, and was positively ridiculed by my friends). The majority of this music came from two record companies: Gravity Records and SKIN GRAFT Records. It is difficult to separate a feeling of nostalgia from my love of these tunes, but they are still important parts of my catalog of albums, and, sonically, these albums remain on the fringe of what I’m currently digging. Continue reading
I’m sure that there are worse. They’re everywhere. Like fecal matter(What? On my toothbrush, too? Jesus Christ. . .). But these bands are from a certain pedigree. . . Nu Hardcore or something like that. . . Continue reading
My five favorite robot voice moments(SPOILER ALERT!) does not include T-Pain. Sorry T-Pain fan(s)! Also, no actual robots. Sorry, Brent Spiner fans!
Finally, something for the girl with everything: a vibrator that hums along with your IPod.
Insert "Rattle and Hum" joke here
