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Wow...Just Wow! There's so much awesome shit going on here.

Fur Peter Q.

I found "Songs of Leonard Cohen" at Half Price Books Northtown for two bucks yesterday. I enjoy it much more than "Songs of Love And Hate", which is the shit, but scares me to the core (especially "Diamonds In The Mine").

Best Of 2006 (Better Late Than Never Version)

I know this is about a month late, but hey, I beat both "Chinese Democracy" and "Detox." Here are my picks for best albums and songs of 2006.

Ghostface Killah- Fishscale
To start out, I was really leery of this disc. I didn't pick it up until December, and it had been out since April or May. I was leery because of all the cocaine talk. I wanted to hear Ghostface go off on rants about nonsense like coffee shops. I got past the coke talk, and vibed with Spongebob ridin the Bentley coupe at the bottom of the ocean.

Bob Dylan- Modern Times
Old man still has it. And now he gets all lecherous when talking about wanting Alicia Keys. But he also gets teary talkin about Nettie Moore. Rockin and breakin levees like Hurricaine Chuck Berry.

Panacea- Ink Is My Drink
I was really burnt out on hip-hop for a while in the fall. I kept seeing Chamillionaire and Lil' Jon talk nonsense on MTV hits. Then Panacea came out of left field sampling "Kung Fu Fighting" and lamenting over lost loves. The perfect chill out album.

My Chemical Romance- Welcome To The Black Parade
I'm going to get shit on for this one. Fuck off. I hate My Chemical Romance's image, and their lead singer looks like a bitchy little tool. But Welcome To The Black Parade roqqqqqs like Godzilla playing guitar with Mick Ronson. There's some balladry on there too. A nice suprise from a band I wasn't expecting shit from.

John Legend- Once Again
It's really nice to hear someone put out an R&B record that doesn't feature Chamillionaire, Rick Ross or one of the dudes from Three Six Mafia. The second album blues didn't strike Mr. Legend at all. Actually, Once Again is better than Get Lifted. If this came out in 1975, John Legend would have been on the cover of Time. But we'll have to settle for old school jams like "Save Room" and "Each Day Gets Better." I'm fine with that.

Lupe Fiasco-Food& Liquor
Another sign hip hop is really dead. A dorky MC can have his album produced by Kanye and the Neptunes and have his songs hyped by Jay-Z, yet still not cross over totally. "American Terrorist" makes you think, and "Daydreamin" tells you that your princess is in another castle. Also the best CD booklet/liner notes of the year, hands down.

The Killers-Sam's Town
Brandon Flowers is a twat. But he also burns down the highway skyline on the back of a hurricaine. That is good enough for me. I liked the first one, but Sam's Town is so majestic that I can't even listen to "Hot Fuss" objectively anymore. I'll feel your Bones, as long as you keep the trumpets blaring.

Arctic Monkeys- Whatever People Say I Am, I'm Not
Perfect blasts of dirty pop. It speaks to me, mainly because I've tried to get cabs and failed before. And I also hate fake ass scensters.

Dirty Pretty Things- Waterloo To Anywhere
So it was Carl Barat who was the brains behind the Libertines! Fuck Pete Horse Doehrty, this is the real deal. The dirty prettiness can be summed up with the line "I put gin in my milk to kill all the germs."

Pearl Jam- S/T
Thanks guys.

The Roots-Game Theory
It sucks that Jay-Z lied. He doesn't care about the Roots like Hewhowillnotbenamed doesn't care about black people. That still doesn't make "It Don't Feel Right" and "Baby" kick any less ass.

Red Hot Chili Peppers- Stadium Arcadium
Yeah, bitch about the two disc length. I'm amazed that they managed to put out two discs and only one clunker in the whole bunch (Hump de Bump makes me wanna kill). Pretty much everything I've ever liked about late period Peppers on two discs. John brings the soaring melody, Anthony brings the white boy funk, Flea brings the cock, and Chad brings the Ferrell.

Muse-Black Holes and Revelations
Epic, in a good way. Tender (on Starlight) and funky (on Supermassive Black Hole). Fuck the new Radiohead tag, these guys are the shit. They take what they want and make it their own.

TV On The Radio- Return to Cookie Mountain
This is a disc that one must experience aurally. Words can't really explain what this sounds like, other than fucking awesome. No way to categorize some straight up unique rock.

ALBUM OF THE YEAR:
The Hold Steady- Boys and Girls in America
Runners up last year, the Hold Steady saw my blog and were like, "Damn Jake! We'll put out a better album in 2006." And they did. Colored by local MPLS locale, characters that walk around and drink and bet the horses instead of compulsively fucking, and a sense of youth. The bar band instrumentation makes the songs seem that much more anthemic. And Craig Finn fucking shadowboxed at First Ave because he knew he was the heavyweight champ. You were right man, Northtown is bullshit. I still need to experience a Southtown girl for my damn self, though.

Songs Of The Year
SINGLE OF THE YEAR:
Crazy-Gnarls Barkley
I don't think I can say anything that hasn't been said about this one. Oh wait! How in the fuck did this stall at #2 behind "Ridin'"?

Lazy Eye-Silversun Pickups
The best Smashing Pumpkins song never recorded by Corgan, Iha, et al.

Bad Day- Daniel Powter
Dude, you knew you'd be a one hit wonder from the get go. Way not to promote your shit. Way to have me singing it every time it comes on. Way to make me happy in Vegas everywhere I went with your Elton-lite.

Alien Ant Farm- San Sebastian
I love AAF. I always will. This song, in four minutes, confrims why. Soaring chorus, competent guitar riff, personal deep lyrics. Yes, I'll say it. AAF are underrated songwriters.

Teenagers-My Chemical Romance
You guys totally ripped off Bowie. Fuck, Bowie wishes he wrote this song in 1972, so he could play it for Mick and Angie and then have a threeway involving lotsa coke.

Wolf Like Me-TV On The Radio
Ever see that SNL skit where they put on deodorant and rip deer to shreds with their teeth? Yeah, thats the way that Wolf Like Me makes me feel.

Beck-Strange Apparition
Boogie from the king of white boy boogie. Ebbs and falls perfectly.

Pearl Jam-Unemployable
Isn't everybody "Scared of life." Shit, sums up 2006 up until November, when I cried tears of joy when we actually won and made Fox News look retarded.

Steady As She Goes- The Raconteurs
Pretty woman out walkin with gorillas down my street. Who cares if they ripped off Joe Jackson? At least they ripped off one of the greatest pop songs ever.

I Bet You Look Good On The Dancefloor- Arctic Monkeys
Don't Don't Don't Believe the Hype (Whooyeah). Still, on its own merits, a fucking perfect blast of energy that carries on the literate ways of The Jam and The Kinks.

Cheated Hearts-Yeah Yeah Yeahs
I didn't think I'd ever fall in love with another woman lead singer. I was wrong. This song encapsules pretty much everything that was awesome about 80s music.

Jackson-The Brakes
Drunk punk covers of Johnny Cash songs are always an interesting idea. Jacksons the second best (and I think only other) cover by a punk band of a Johnny Cash song. Social D will always hold the crown, but this ones pretty kick ass.

Lolita-Prince
He's BAAAAACK! Straight out of '81, a crazy mofo named TAFKAP. Morris really should have sang this one, though. And the lyrics are mature. I kinda like the JoHov Prince.

Shot Down- Nine Black Alps
GRUNGE LIVES!

GUILTY PLEASURE OF 2006
You're Beautiful- James Blunt
I don't know why, but this moves me in a good way. I played the shit out of this song like I was an obese 40 year old Oprah fan. I still can't figure out why. Mabye its the video, where Mr. Blunt either a) kills himself by jumping off a bridge or b) purifues himself in the waters of River Thames. Brilliant.

BOXSET/REISSUE OF 2006:
What It Is!- Rhino
Going in, I knew of maybe 10% of the artists on this box of deep funk and soul from the 60s and 70s. Lets just say my eyes were opened. Crazy crazy good.

You F#$% Like A Volcano

It has taken 24 years, but I finally discovered one of my biggest character flaws. I fall in love with women who really don't exist in the real world. I blame Liz Phair for this.

I walked by the TV today and good ol' Liz was on VH1 Classic singing "Never Said." The only thing that I could think of when I saw her was "Goddamn, Liz Phair is fucking sexy." I've been sexually attracted to Liz Phair since at least 1995, when I saw the "Supernova" video as a Buzz Clip. The thing is, I'm attracted to the IDEA of Liz Phair. I don't know her personally, and I've only read a handful of interviews with her. I'm attracted to the sexy guitar player who sings about fucking and or running and her man going like a volcano. I can't attain this due to the fact that I love an ideal. Kind of like women who want to marry John Cusack.

But Liz Phair is goddamn sexy.

On a totally unrelated note, Jimi Hendrix really looks like he's getting off on the cover of "Electric Ladyland." Unintentionally, I think that this makes that cover filthier than the British one with all the 60s pancake boobies on it.

Harmful If Swallowed(Or Heard, Or Seen)

Dane Cook is probably the most super unfunny comedian I have ever had the misfortune of hearing. What the fuck does this guy think hes doing? Seriously, how is telling a bullshit story followed by some random phrase a joke? There is no punchline, no nothing. Oooooh, I should laugh because someone shit on the coats. The dude just runs around on the stage, waves his arms around like a retarded 3rd grader who had one too many Runts, and makes a "brah" face. How is this funny?

Trust me, my brothers both love this guy. I have tried to listen to his bullshit, but I get nothing. There is one story (I can't say joke) about a friend no one likes that I found amusing, but the rest is lowbrow brah junk.

In honor of Cinderfella Dana Dane, I'm going to do a Dane Cook routine. Imagine me in a Polo shirt with jock hair and you get the setting.

"Dude, you ever like, go out to the bar and get completely shitfaced? I did one time with my buddy Jeff and this Somali cab driver came and got us. He made me pour his FUCKING tea and dropped us off by the river. Then, like, Jeff had to take a piss, so he, like took a HUGE leak on a toad. And I was like, Brah, why are you toad pissin? WHY ARE YOU FUCKING TOAD PISSIN?" END SCENE.

In conclusion, Dane Cook is a major tool.

Jesus, Take The Wheel

I want Carrie Underwood to be my country fed wifey. We could have a hometown honeymoon, wildflowers and lovin in bloom. Come on, I know you read this. As Martin Fry of ABC put it, "be near me, be near."

School is almost done, thank goodness. I can't wait, can't wait for it to be over so I can work 40 hours a week and stroll around the house in the semi-nude and play FIFA and maybe Zelda for the Wii. And, for those who care, I became a pro at Wii bowling again, only to lose it the same night.

I went real bowling last night, and I was doin' pretty fine before my old friend Sam Adams kicked my ass. I'm pretty sure that in the last game, I bowled a 70. I shit you not. Stanks a million to everyone who bought me shit that night (and to Jeff for the RATM live disc, it ROQQQS!), it made for a fun 24th.

The Cuts:
"You Are" Sir Lionel
"Killing In The Name" Rage
"Dare" Gorillaz
"Lazy Eye" Silversun Pickups
Anything that Jimmy Page/Robert Plant touched (I'm diggin mad Led Zep right now, and that "Sea Of Love" cover is dope too)

I Don't Like Mondays. I Wanna Shoot, Shoot The Whole Day Down

I hate Mondays, I hate German, I hate that Manchester United was defeated THREE times in a row by the computer in FIFA 2004. I love Pineapple Fanta, but I hate that I can't get it anywhere in Minneapolis, yet there was an empty 12 pack in the dumpster at work. I love pizza, but I'm sick of the frozen stuff. I love the Wii, probably more than I could ever love a woman. I also love Michael Jackson's "Moonwalker" game and the three Michael Jackson Terminators and the MIDI versons of MJs songs. And I love LeBron James. I am a witness.

The Cuts For Monday:
"I Love It When You Call" The Feeling
"I Don't Like Mondays" Boomtown Rats
"Nitro" The Offspring
"Vultures" John Mayer
"93 Til Infinity" Souls Of Mischief
"Wig Wam Bam" The Sweet

I'm Having a Breakdown, I'm Going Insane

Holy shit I'm mentally beat. Let's list why, shall we?

• I had a ten page case study due Monday that I spent all weekend working on
• I have to present that case study (via PowerPoint) today. Twelve minutes of material my ass
• I had a seven page paper in Comm Studies due this morning, which I was up until 2:30 last night writing
• I had a German test yesterday, and a German Essay due Monday
• All THREE of my finals are on Monday, December 18th stacked on top of each other
• My computer sucks
• I work 34 hours this week, mainly closing shifts
• I think my beloved grey hoodie shrunk up in my shithole dryer
• I have a lingering feeling that there are more mice in my basememt
• I don't have enough cash to go Christmas shopping
• My phone bill is due. When you say $49.99 the motherfucker should be that, CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW ASSHOLES!!!!
• The refrigerator at work froze all the sammiches and overpriced sparkling fruit juice
• The Pamela/Kid Rock heps fairytale is over
• The Vikings still look shitty even though they won on Sunday
• Against my better judgement, I like the new My Chemical Romance album
• The Albert Hammond Jr. solo disc is import only
• It's like 30 below outside and it was 60 yesterday
• T.O ain't dead
• I cannot have a stiff drink until midnight Friday
• Because of work Friday, I cannot see the Burden Brothers
• I have no ass
• I'm not in bed right now
• My Veggie Burrito from Baja Sol was subpar at best
• I haven't seen boobies since the beginning of the Iraq War
• My hair always mullets out in back, no matter what I do to tame it
• I'm not at pro level in Wii Sports Bowling
• I'm not playing Wii Bowling
• The Twins did not make a good free agent signing yet
• I need another T.H., but all the shitty Gopher Express has is sugar free
• No one has texted me all day

There you have it, folks. Like they used to say in the old beer commercials, "Head for the mountains of Busch....Beer."

Stank You Very Much

The Cowboys-Bucs game was a rout, but it wasn't the football that got me amped. No, it was the dual performances of Kelly Clarkson and Carrie Underwood. I wonder if they maybe hugged afterward and talked about American Idol. Then they preceded to get closer, and before you know it, a full blown makeout session. Yep, I bet that's what happened.

Oh, and the sweet potatoes my mommy made were tops. Along with the biscuits that Pillsbury made.

Lilac Wine Is Heady

I think that I am one of the few who do this, but I actively observe random people when I'm out in public. I do not view this as perverted or weird, it's just something that I do to pass the time. Well, I was on the commuter bus and I couldn't get a seat, mainly because of this random punk chick (who looked like Darlene from "Roseanne" except way more ugly). When Sarah Gilbert actually scooted her ass over, I saw a couple across from me.

The girl was cutesy and under made up (the type that doesn't know she is actually good looking) and the guy was really dopey looking and dressed rather schleppily (the type who looks like he's played a little too much Halo in his dorm with a dude named Jeremy). Both had the look of total unhappiness that one only gets when they are totally uncomfortable with their current situation. At one point, the guy kissed the girl on the cheek and then looked around as if to say, "I have a girlfriend. Does anyone care?" The guy kept yanking at his T-Shirt to cover up his stomach, and they both just looked off into space for the whole bus ride, save for a few awkward head-on-the-shoulder moments.

God, I felt sorry for them. What I saw, at least, was two people who were either way uncomfortable with each others company or so comfortable with each other they were bored. Both looked trapped. As someone who has been in a relationship that probably went on too long, I know the signs. Shit, I wanted to yell at both of them "you're fucking 19 (couldn't be older than that). Life is way too short to be doing this to yourselves."

Funny part about all this was I was listening to my iPod, as I usually do when I am riding public transport. After "Picnic By The Motorway" by Suede got done (as I was about to leave the bus) "Teenage Love" by Slick Rick came on. I found this too apt, so I decided to skip it and play "Eternal Life" by Jeff Buckley. The only rocking song on "Grace." The direction he should have went, so hipsters and fake sensitive types wouldn't have claimed him for their own. I wonder if Jeff was trapped in a meaningless relationship in college? Probably not. I bet he did OK with the ladies, though.

Kyrie Elasion Down The Road That I Must Travel

I just drank three Diet Cokes and a tall coffee and I am AMPED!! I figure that this is what taking some really cheap speed feels like.

The song "Kyrie" by Mr. Mister is my new "makes me feel impervious to damage" anthem. I heard this like five minutes ago and I felt like kickin a whole bunch of white folks asses then jumping off the Washington Avenue bridge. I wouldn't get hurt at all, cause this song was playing. Then "Photograph" by Def Lep came on right after that, and I felt even more pumped. Damn, what 80s cheese can do to a soul.

Okayplayer had a post on its "Lesson" message board about the greatest Prince guitar solo, and everyone got super pissed that "I Could Never Take The Place Of Your Man" wasn't included in the official poll. I concur. This is, far and away, my favorite Prince guitar solo. And I'm pretty sure that either this or "When You Were Mine" is my favorite Prince song. It's kind of like naming a favorite Beatles or Dylan or Stones song, though. There's just so damn many to choose from.

Final note: I saw some douchecock in Subway pouring his fountain soda like it was a keg beer. I hope he avoided all that head on his Diet Coke.

I Live For The WEEKends, I Live For The WEEKends

Sorry about a lack of update. As Jesse "Red" Lind would say, "lack Cub, laaaack". But, I digress.

Quades wedding was really fun. Mark and my brothers had a wrestling match, and I gambled with some old creeps at the VFW. The priest was a creep, though. He made us line up all weird, and then when we didn't do it to his liking, he asked "don't you even know how to make a V?" What a child molester.

I also saw Borat last weekend. Funniest movie ever. Thats all I got. I have never laughed so hard at anything in my life. The whole point of the movie was to show peoples racist thinking and make fun of stereotypes. Its funny that some people think that the movie is racist against the Jews when the creator/star is an orthodox Jew. It just goes to show that people cannot take a joke.

You Can Make It If You Try

Ya know what really grinds my gears? Those dudes who look like Hyde from That 70s Show. And those dudes who act like they are too cool to give a shit. I had the best combo of these two when I went to purchase my music mags today. Some Danny Masterson wannabe actually shrugged at me and didn't even say a word while he rung me up. And he was wearing some 60s shades. What a tool. You are really fucking cool, brah. I hope I didn't harsh your mellow. And I wish you the best of luck with the date rape at the soap party on Saturday.

Jeremiah Was A Bullfrog

There is this crazy ass show on KARE at 1:30 every night where this guy hawks a book about how herbs can cure disease. I was initially intrigued, I guess, because it was either that or Access Hollywood. But then the great crazy shit starts flying. Some of the "facts" that Herb throw out:

-The U.S . Government will not allow the sale of herbs for medicinal purpose due to the fact that they aren't pharmaceutical.
-The dudes book sold 60 million! Copies and spent "a long time" on the NYT best seller list.
-There is an herb that cures AIDS in South America that the government won't publicize.
-Herbs can cure not only AIDS, but the Herps and the Heps

After seeing this tard douche and his metrosexual co-host go on about this stuff for about ten minutes, I shut my TV off (which was hard to do due to the ghost that lives in our basement.) Best part was that I saw it on KARE at 11AM on Saturday at the gym. I guess everyone has a price. I cant help but wonder what the kids who stayed tuned after "Saved By The Bell: Holy Shit Screech is the Principal" thought about this one.

Unrelated note: How did I go 400 posts without using Jeremiah Was A Bullfrog as a title? I'm saying it here, I'm probably using it again. It's WAY too good.

Cinderfella Jake A Jake

Not too much going on these days. I wake up and teardrops they fall down like rain. Oh wait, that's a shitty Rascal Flats song. I'm b.a.f. in the basement of Coffman sitting on a Mac (how I hate their keyboard, mouse and everything about them. Everything). I'm psyched cause I'm going to see Lyrics Born tomorrow night. Then on Friday, I'm dining at B'Way buffet and seeing Borat before Quades grooms dinner/reception. I still can't believe that I'm in a wedding, or that someone I've been close with for nearly a decade is getting married. Odd. And I have no plans for marriage (mainly because I'm a jaded/lonely curmudgeon) or kids (mainly because the idea of a diaper is gross-a-roo) so it will be interesting to see how this whole thing works. I have only had two friends of mine get married. I guess as I get older, more will. I don't know where I'm going with this so I will end it on this note:
HINDER FUCKING SUCKS.

The McRib Is Back, And You Know It Will Never Ever Be Whack

THE McFUCKING RIB IS BACK!! The most glorious words ever typed! My day started off really shitty (I had a quiz that I was late to because of an accident in the Lowry Tunnel) but quickly turned when I happened upon the Dinkytown McDonalds. Out front a huge banner prophisized it: THE McRIB IS BACK! Oh shit, my mind was made up for lunch. The only question was this: do I eat two or three? Well, I went with two and guess what? MOUTHGASM! That's right, they are just as good as I remember them.

My joy is tempered with the sadness that will occur when McRib decides to go back to the limited time retirement home (along with OOPS! All Berries and Gingerbread Lattes). I can only wait for McRib's triumphant return next year around this time. Until then, I will continue to eat the shit out of McRib.

I Don't Want Your Love To Bring Me Down

I have been listening to these late 70s and 80s airchecks for KDWB and WLOL lately. This stuff is priceless. Both stations were playing MC Hammer weekend tickets, and one had a KDWB Top Eight at Eight with the following (im assuming winter of '90, by the songs)
#8-"So Close" Hall and Oates (Produced by Bon Jovi!)-Never Heard this one
#7 "Unskinny Bop" Poison
#6 "Freedom '90" George Michael
#5 "Ice Ice Baby" Vanilla Ice
#4"Blaze Of Glory" Jon Bon Jovi
#3 Wasnt Listed
#2 "U Can't Touch This-MC Hammer
#1 "Cradle Of Love" Billy Idol

They also gave away tickets to the MC Hammer concert, called it mint, then followed it up with "I'll Remember You" by Skid Row. There was an ad for a shopping spree at Rosedale where you could shop at Carson's, Wards or Dayton's. All the station played was pop rap and hair metal. What times. I remember sitting in my basement and playing this shit on my clock radio when I made couch forts. Don't even front on the couch fort. Hell, I'd still make a couch fort today if it were socially acceptable.

I remember when "Mr.Wendal" by Arrested Development was on the Top Eight at Eight, and also that song by Mariah Careys backup singer (Pretty sure it was a remake of "Just To Be Close To You"). My mom was a huge WLOL fan, and she got really upset when it went off the air in '91. I think she listened to Steve Cochran in the mornings on KDWB though.

One of the WLOL ones is from 1985 and they hype Huey, Katrina and the Waves, "Rock and Roll Girls" (and its B-Side "Centerfield") by John Fogerty, and "The Authority Song" by Johnny Cougar. What was also weird was that they played "Young Americans" by Bowie (came out in 1975)and "Trapped" by Bruce Springsteen (which I remember hearing a lot, but was never a single). Even "Paisley Park" by Prince got played. They brought up the WLOL bumper stickers you could pick up at 7 Eleven or Photomat. We had two on our Cordoba back in the day because I used to think the WLOL van was going to give us $99.50

I also found some old radio broadcasts from a FM station called U 101 that played top 40 from 74 to 76. They bumped so much Zeppelin, it was freaking ridiculous. They also shit talked Fridley and Gerald Ford. Really good shit.

And We Began To Rock, Steady. Steady Rockin' All Night Long.

I was looking at a chart that tells what the most played songs currently on rock radio are (at least for older songs) and two Sublime songs (Santeria and What I Got) were among the top 20, along with Self Esteem by Offspring and Song 2 by Blur. I don't know exactly what my point is, but come on, didn't we get enough of these songs at every party in 8th and 9th grade? Or while playing Twisted Metal 2 fucked up on Mountain Dew or Brain Wash (btw, Bobby and Steves sells Brain Wash still. I couldn't bring myself back ten years to buy a bottle)?

I wonder if rock radio will be playing that bullshit Hinder song in ten years? I read an interview with their d-bag lead singer who was mad that OK Go played the VMAs and they were only moving "4,000 units while Hinder was moving 16K." He also said that playing the Girls Gone Wild tour was awesome (duh) because there were chicks "69ing and shit." Wow. Now go and watch No Direction Home to see how a real rock star talks. Oh yeah, I wonder if he's pissed that a 65 year old man sold 300K his first week out (Dylan), and then an EIGHTY YEAR OLD Tony Bennett moved over 100K. I hate Tony Bennett, but damn. Just goes to show that the only people who still buy music in droves are the boomer generation, and the greatest generation of our grandparents.

Tower Records Closing

So I guess all the Tower Records are closing. Thank God that MPLS has the Cheapo chain to bank on and we never got a major national record chain here. Well, we did have Musicland/Sam Goody, but even those two were owned by Minnesota companies. I can see why Tower is closing, due to the fact that nobody wants to buy $19 dollar CDs when they can get them at Target or Best Buy for $15 tops. Tower did have some deals, though. I went to one in Chicago a few months ago and got Love "Forever Changes" and The Kinks "Lola" for a total of 16 bucks. And they had a pretty kickass import section. Oh well, the only way I riot is if we lose CDs at major retailers and have to start buying this online bullshit. I'm sorry, but I enjoy physical product (artwork, liner notes, stickers, etc.) This "little picture on the screen" bullshit that Apple feeds us ain't going to cut it.

I Am A Rock, I Am An IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIsland

So here I am, deep in the basement of Coffman Union, not wanting to type a German essay because I should have graduated this semester (goddamn CLA Language requirement). Oh well. I don't know if I have addressed the shittiness of the Twins postseason play yet, but here it is. We sucked. Really fucking bad. I cried at work on Friday watching the game. I really, truly believed that this was the YEAR, that the 06 squad was the team of destiny. How freaking wrong I was, I guess. The worst part of the playoffs so far was not the loss, but the fact that I cannot hate the A's. They seem like a bunch of dudes I would like to get plastered with. The best part is that the Yanks lost. That made me happy enough to almost forget the Twins loss. Here are my amatuer picks for the rest of the playoffs:

Tigers over A's in 6
The Tigers have more veteran leadership (Pudge, Odornez) and a pitching staff that held the Yankees (As good as Murderer's Row? BULLSHIT) to under 10 runs in a four game series. The A's have the Big Hurt and two starters with practically same name. And Zito got really lucky.

Mets over Cardinals in 5
The Cardinals have a rep for choking harder than Mama Cass. Well guess what? Ain't stopping this year. I don't see what the big deal with Chris Carpenter is, and Albert is not going to add up to Delgado, Wright and Beltran. The Mets made LA look like the choking bitches that they were, and they will do the same to STL.

WORLD SERIES
Mets in 6
This is the real team of destiny. The Mets beat the Tigers in every offensive category, and the young Tigers pitching staff is going to have to meltdown eventually. Plus, I don't want to see the depressed craphole of Detroit riot again. Go Mets!