go see the cartoon!
Yeah, I blew the lyric in the last panel.
Confiential to jp!: I got you one of those whopper Vardamann Workers’ Comp bluebooks. They got ’em in the bookstore—pick it up tonite and I’ll whip you in Halo.
Confidential to gene: All sizing problems with cartoons & such are now (mostly) solved. The image is offered is the “true” size (not resized in catoptric) and is still printable quality—but a mere 75k (as opposed to the half-meg monsters of yesteryear). I hope to fix them soon.
What are those green things on the plate with the egg? Or is that egg supposed to be something else?
Ha ha! I told Gorjus that looked like an egg!! That’s supposed to be mashed potatoes and green peas. Meat-eaters enjoying this meal at my home also had meatloaf, inspired by Ms. Comrade’s meatloaf-loving post a few days ago.
aw, come on! dozens of tiny little round green things? la seurs peas, randy! and doesn’t that pat of butter look all delish melty . . .
okay, maybe the taters are a little abstract.
I must say that is a good-looking fork, though. Is that pattern Equestrian Braid?
why yes, it is!
Is that supposed to be about Micheal Jackson?
I started out thinking the Yeah Yeah Yeahs were good, but I’m now I’m pretty convinced that they’re terrible. I’m sick of the garage rock “revolution” and I’m especially sick of the New York poseurs who can’t write a hook to save their fucking lives.
Big Gray, have you heard this song?
Ok, the butter threw me. Had that unspecified runniness been brown I would have assumed gravy. I also like the fork though.
The single pea sitting there on the table is so…so tragic. It’s such a metaphor for…
whacks self upside the head
ha! yeah, big gray, it’s not a very garagey song—it’s what they could be if they were really good. it’s this new wavey, sad, chrissie hynde-vocals sad-em-up.
you just don’t like garage because you’re not very ROCK’N’ROLL, SISSY!! ha ha! big gray loves RIDE and SPIRITUALIZED!! he wouldn’t know REAL RAWK if it bit him on his non-phantom planet-lovin’ ass!!
Um, the Yeah Yeah Yeahs are real rock? Gorjus, you don’t even like the fucking WHO and you’re going to talk to me about real fucking rock? I can’t say that I’ve heard the song, but the other stuff I heard was terrible. And most of the record I heard was also bad (up at the station…). So, I said “why bother?” The whole “return to the rock” thing has actually bugged me for, like, two years because it suggests that “real rock” is antiquated, uninspired, or a complete retread. I like a good pop song as much as the next fellow, but how many Interpols or Yeah Yeah Yeahs am I supposed to be able to handle when I can still go get fucking Joy Division, Pretenders, etc. etc. records that I haven’t heard yet…well, not Joy Division, but you get the point.
wait a second, BG. by that logic, there’s no reason to listen to your band because i’ve not yet heard [insert band name here], whom you were inspired by.
Ha! No kidding. One of the reasons I DON’T like the Who is because I heard one two many Daltrey squeal ‘em ups, and squeezebox-based songs, and not enough good stuff. Oh, yeah, and because they suck.
But there’s plenty of great bands that only have a few crackerjack songs, and I like to think that good bands can get better as they mature. I know I listen to “Abbey Road” more then “Meet the Beatles,” but there’s still some good stuff on the early works . . .
Not that the YYY’s are the Beatles, but they have some pretty good stuff. Let’s face it, BG: you’re just mad because that new Starsailor record left you flat!
Gimme a break…Starsailor? Give me more credit than that! Just because I like Spiritualized and Ride doesn’t mean I jump on any britpop bandwagon. And your disliking of the Who flies in the face of your GBV liking when you get right down to it. Where the hell are these Who squeezebox songs? Are you out of your goddamned mind? I remember riding in the car with you at JasN’s wedding and you making fun of the Who because they had Tolkien-esque lyrics which is absolutely not true at all. So they wrote a few rock operas and the like. Hey, what’s wrong with ambition? They didn’t write a single song about hobbits and shit to my knowledge and maybe you don’t like Roger Daltry’s voice and all, but Jesus!, you’re a LED ZEPPELIN fan…I mean, you don’t like Daltry’s caterwauling, but Robert Plant is okay? And their lyrics…good God! Have you seen what Immigrant Song is about?
And, sure, my logic might be a little flawed, Mr. Clark, but I think there is something to be said for musical historicism and primacy of influence as a driving force in active listenership. We can’t all buy the cool records all the time or always know who influenced whom, but I’d say you should probably always listen a little earlier down the line before you listen to new stuff. I like the Beatles, but I also like Badfinger and ELO and Olivia Tremor Control and so on…by my logic, I should probably only listen to the Beatles, but a good song is a good song, dammit! and I’m allowed to break my own rules, right? I just think that all of this New York “they’re like Television meets blank” posturing is getting tiresome.
So, like I asked, have you heard the song, Big Gray?
Come on, BG! You’re always so serious. In order:
1. The “Who/Tolkien” thing was a joke I played on you. You know I’m a Led Zeppelin fan, and everybody knows the lyrics to “Ramble On” (one of my dad’s favorites) contain the words “GOLLUM! And the eeeeevil one . . .” It was irony. Or teasing, or something.
2. The Who’s “Squeeze Box” appears on twelve of their compilations or albums, including the most recent versions of their greatest hits; it debuted on “The Who by Numbers,” in 1975. Woodroe has made me listen to it several times. It’s famous for its goofy, possibly suggestive lyrics:
“Mama’s got a squeeze box
She wears on her chest
And when Daddy comes home
He never gets no rest
‘Cause she’s playing all night
And the music’s all right
Mama’s got a squeeze box
Daddy never sleeps at night
Well the kids don’t eat
And the dog can’t sleep
There’s no escape from the music
In the whole damn street
‘Cause she’s playing all night
And the music’s all right
Mama’s got a squeeze box
Daddy never sleeps at night
She goes in and out and in and out and in and out and in and out
She’s playing all night
And the music’s all tight
Mama’s got a squeeze box
Daddy never sleeps at night
She goes, squeeze me, come on and squeeze me
Come on and tease me like you do
I’m so in love with you
Mama’s got a squeeze box
Daddy never sleeps at night
She goes in and out and in and out and in and out and in and out
‘Cause she’s playing all night
And the music’s all right
Mama’s got a squeeze box
Daddy never sleeps at night.”
Ahem.
Yeah. I know the Who song…don’t know the Yeah Yeah Yeahs song. I thought you were talking about actual squeezebox songs by the Who which I just didn’t understand. My mind drew a blank on the actual song, Squeezebox. Woodroe likes those kind of songs…big Zappa fan. I’ll track down the Yeah Yeah Yeahs song despite my better judgment.