Set List

From the Morning of February 26th, 2008

Start Time Song Title Artist Album Label

06:00am interlude (mix 2) Bochum Welt robotic operating buddy Rephlex
06:04am 68 State Gorillaz D-Sides [Disc 1] Virgin Records
06:10am Whirlwound Kelpe Ex-Aquarium D.C. Recordings
06:14am Shake A Fist Hot Chip Made in the Dark Astralwerks
06:21am Wanderlust Triola Triola im Funftonraum Kompakt
06:27am In This Twilight (Fennesz Remix) Nine Inch Nails Y3AR Z3R0 R3M1X3D Interscope
06:34am Terminal Gui Boratto Chromophobia Kompakt
06:39am Mexico Can Wait Roland Klinkenberg Mexico Can Wait Global Underground
06:45am Don't Stop (Remix II) The Crystal Method Drive Adreneline Music
06:48am Gettysburg Ratatat Classics XI recordings
06:56am Dayvan Cowboy Boards of Canada The Campfire Headphones Warp Records
07:01am The Garden Cut Chemist The Audience's Listeninng Warner Brothers
07:08am Sunset (Bird of Prey) Fatboy Slim The Greatest Hits: Why Try Harder Astralwerks
07:12am Boxing Day Aphex Twin Chosen Lords Rephlex
07:18am Hello Meow Squarepusher Hello Everything Warp Records
07:23am Rale Autechre Quaristice Warp Records
07:28am New York Storm Clark Turning Dragon Warp Records
07:33am Because I Can Fase Gilles Peterson In the House Defected
07:39am Alice (General MIDI Remix) Moby Alice 12" Single Mute Records UK
07:45am Fledermaus Can't Get It Von Südenfed Tromatic Reflexxions Domino
07:51am The Tiger DJ Shadow The Outsider umvd labels
07:56am H. I. A. The Chemical Brothers B-Sides Volume 1 Virgin Records

Lost

like all things on this hurtling sphere i emerged from the molten center of creation
but mine has been a unique path
isolated, i developed attributes beyond those of lesser beings
then the sphere was struck by a vast celestial stone
black chunks of death filled the skies
and the world became a chaotic garden of doom
soon the sphere began to nurture new kinds of life
and there was one that stood above all the rest
its fragile shell belied its vicious nature
and in what seems like a heartbeat these things proliferated in both number and destructive means
now they have harnessed the most destructive force
and i the center have concluded the sphere must be cleansed of them

The Top 10 Ghostbuster's Dialogues

#10
Dr. Peter Venkman: Are you, Alice, menstrating at this time?
Library Director: What does that have to do with anything?
Dr. Peter Venkman: Back off man, I'm a scientist.

#9
Dana Barrett: That's the bedroom, but nothing ever happened in there.
Dr. Peter Venkman: What a crime.

#8
Winston Zeddmore: What do you mean "big?"
Dr. Egon Spengler: Well, let's say this Twinkie represents the normal amount of psychokinetic energy in the New York area. According to this morning's PKE sample, the current level in the city would be a Twinkie 35 feet long weighing approximately six hundred pounds.
Winston Zeddmore: That's a big Twinkie.

#7
Dr. Raymond Stantz: Spengler, are you okay?
Dr. Egon Spengler: I feel like the floor of a taxi cab.

#6
Real Estate Agent: There's office space, sleeping quarters and showers on the next floor and a full kitchen on the top left.
Dr. Peter Venkman: It just seems a little pricey for a unique fixer-upper opportunity, that's all. What do you think, Egon?
Dr. Egon Spengler: I think this building should be condemned. There's serious metal fatigue in all the load-bearing members, the wiring is substandard, it's completely inadequate for our power needs, and the neighborhood is like a demilitarized zone.

#5
Dr. Raymond Stantz: Everything was fine with our system until the power grid was shut off by dickless here.
Walter Peck: They caused an explosion!
Mayor: Is this true?
Dr. Peter Venkman: Yes, it's true. This man has no dick... Well that's what I heard!

#4
Dr. Egon Spengler: There's something very important I forgot to tell you.
Dr. Peter Venkman: What?
Dr. Egon Spengler: Don't cross the streams.
Dr. Peter Venkman: Why?
Dr. Egon Spengler: It would be bad.
Dr. Peter Venkman: I'm fuzzy on the whole good-bad thing. What do you mean, bad?
Dr. Egon Spengler: Try to imagine all life as you know it stopping instantaneously and every molecule in your body exploding at the speed of light.
Dr. Raymond Stantz: Total protonic reversal.
Dr. Peter Venkman: All right, that's bad, okay. Important safety tip, don't cross the streams. Thanks, Egon.

#3
Janine Melnitz: You're very handy. I can tell. I bet you like to read a lot, too.
Dr. Egon Spengler: Print is dead.
Janine Melnitz: Oh, that's very fascinating to me. I read a lot myself. Some people think I'm too intellectual, but I think it's a fabulous way to spend your spare time. I also play racquetball. Do you have any hobbies?
Dr. Egon Spengler: I collect spores, molds and fungus.

#2
Dr. Peter Venkman: Well, you could believe Mr. Pecker.
Walter Peck: My name is Peck!
Dr. Peter Venkman: Or you could accept the fact that this city is headed for a disaster of biblical proportions.
Mayor: What do you mean, biblical?
Dr. Raymond Stantz: What he means is Old Testament biblical, Mr. Mayor. Real wrath-of-God-type stuff. Fire and brimstone coming from the sky! Rivers and seas boiling!
Dr. Egon Spengler: Forty years of darkness! Earthquakes! Volcanoes!
Winston Zeddmore: The dead rising from the grave!
Dr. Peter Venkman: Human sacrifice, dogs and cats living together, mass hysteria!

#1
Dr. Raymond Stantz: Hey. Where do these stairs go?
Dr. Peter Venkman: They go up.

It's Fucking People!

In one of those fucking bizarro moments life has imitated the X-Files this week.

This and this are a little too close for comfort. I seriously doubt they investigated the cannabalism angle is all I'm saying.

What else is up today?

Capello got lucky and their kit is fucking hideous, Greece retained the UFWC, the Bahrain circuit is the best looking one in the world, and we're all fucked big time. Also global warming is a crock of shit.

Strange Wilderness disappointed me big time because of how good it looked and the cast it had in place. It was bad and I'd place it below Cloverfield on my list of 2008 films.

I'm tired, cranky and have had just about enough of 2008 and it's only fucking February. Sheeeeet.

Wow

As a long time fan, every Radiohead album always has that one track that makes your fucking mind and ears melt in one filthy orgytastic mess.

In Rainbows has this track for me with House of Cards. Awesome.

My notables from the rest of the Radiohead Discography
Pablo Honey - Creep
The Bends - Black Star
OK Computer - Climbing Up The Walls
Kid A - Everything In Its Right Place
Amnesiac - I Might Be Wrong
Hail To The Thief - There There

Even Thom Yorke's solo album, The Eraser, had one of these with Black Swan.

Motherfuck Fucky Fuck

This is probably my generation's Game 6 right? The closest thing I can equate it to is fucking Aaron Boone.

I mean I was only four when Buckner let that grounder slide between his legs and the series disintegrated on the Sox. This has to be worse...doesn't it? To lose the Super Bowl, the Perfect Season(tm), the dynasty label, probably Moss, and most of the veterans...all in one game that they had so many opportunities to seal off? It's mind numbing. It's like being stabbed in the scrotum.

It's stomach churning.
I guess it can't really be equated because New England has been riding a decade long sports induced orgasm that hasn't been since the days of the Original Six.

The game was brutal in that the Pats had so many chances to kill the game off and wouldn't make the plays. The players looked flat. Belicheck and Brady looked disinterested. No one seemed to give a fuck about how important this game was. Then you have Joe "I suck Yankee Cock" Buck and Troy "The Huge Douchebag" Aikman who all season long have been so blatently anti-Patriots it's ricockulous. Almost no penalties at all against the Giants. The announcers jumping on supporting the Giants whenever possible. The Pats had a grand total of one drive where they looked like the team we came to know and love the whole year. The offensive line playing the worst game of this era. And Belicheck refusing to even attempt to run the football, when they definitely could have had success. Fuck you Amazon and Bill Simmons. Fuck you all for jinxing this for us. Fucking atrocious.

It was fucking brutal how fucking bad the game was. Absolutely painful.

I now have a headache, an upset stomach and an emptier wallet. SUCKS.

Happy Motherfucking Groundhog Day

Rise and shine campers.

Yes, that's right, it's that one magical day of the year where we look towards a rodent to predict the seasons for the next six weeks.

This probably holds little to no sway in the southern two-thirds of the country or out on the West Coast where you fuckers don't have seasons. But in the Northeast where we're sucked into the deep dark black abyss of the mid-winter blahs, having a stupid rodent confirm our worst fears is something of a fucking tradition. Seriously how desperate for commercialization are we that we dedicated a day to a fucking tiny animal that we don't even get to eat?

So anyway he saw his damn shadow.

Watch the Bill Murray movie and fucking chill out, 'cause we have fucking Super Bowl XLII and Super Fucking Tuesday right around the corner.

Also I fucking hate Carlos Tevez.