Where You Been?

Sorry all for this brief reprieve from the internets. I know you've all missed me because what else do you have to do but monitor the blog of a dog from The Establishment Salon.

So, where have I been? I've been at odds with our century. This is what I've learned: A firm rule must be imposed upon our nation before it destroys itself: The United States needs some theology and geometry, some taste and decency. I suspect that we are teetering on the edge of the abyss.

Get a haircut before it goes off the edge. Or not. This is probably the Pabst talking. And it's 10:30am. Yay me.

ride the lightening,

Otis

AC/DC. Harder Than You.

answer to question no one asked:

Hardest rock band ever?
AC/DC

Why?
No ballads. Think about it.

Deal with it,
Otis

Bear Piss and Beck Covers Velvet Underground

kinda stumped on this one. All I can say is call the number and forward to your friends. Totally worth the awkward call.

In other news, Beck is trying to out-hipster everyone again by forming a record club that slowly cover full albums from back in the dizzy. Posts about a song a week. He can do that. He's Beck. Although let it be noted that Beck's first cover is "Waiting For My Man" by Velvet Underground. Hey Beck-tard: the song is called "I'm Waiting For The Man". Its about scratchin your addiction crazy, waiting for your heroin dealer to meet you on the 6train on Lex and 125th in NYC. So wipe that smile off your LA face and get the title right. Lou Reed should slap you with a bagel. Lucky for you, you are Beck and the cover is f-ing amazing. (sub topic: Velvet Underground, along with Jane's Addiction and Me First and The Gimme Gimme's, might be the best band name ever)

Record Club: Velvet Underground & Nico 'Waiting for My Man' from Beck Hansen on Vimeo.

Intellectual Chest Bumping. Who the f&%K says that?

I just heard some dude use the term "intellectual chest bumping". I almost instinctively slapped his coffee right out of his hand. You don't just drop that weirdo nugget out there and expect me to ignore it. I'm a dog, my keen senses are all keen to things like this. He said it in the middle of a story, one that you can tell he told before, which makes me think the term intellectual chest bumping has been busted out many-a-times. He slowed his speech as he said it and looked around for nods of approval.(i'm wishing I slapped the coffee now). I bet he's stood in the shower, retelling the story in his head, dropping mental intellectual chest bumping in those silent retellings too, snickering a bit every time he says it.

This is a guy who still raises the roof, does the blow-up hand/noise after a knuckle bump, over-pronounces the words "bling" and "holler" and goes to concerts wearing the shirt of the band he's seeing. I'm sure he's a nice guy though.