Monthly Archives: March 2005

More Lists

Bear said to put it back, so here it is:

I be lovin’ me some lists. Especially the music ones. So, after listing your top 10 current picks, I ask: what are your top 20 albums of ALL TIME????? (Imagine the booming echo) These should be the most important albums in your life, not just a list of what you believe to be the most important albums in the history of rock. And in no particular order, of course. For me? Check it:

  1. Radiohead – OK Computer/Kid A/Hail to the Thief (I know, I’m cheating.)
  2. U2 – Achtung Baby/Rattle and Hum/Wide Awake in America (Still cheating…)
  3. Pixies – Doolittle/Trompe le Monde/Surfer Rosa (Will continue to cheat. Get over it.)
  4. Flaming Lips – Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots/Soft Bulletin
  5. Toad the Wet Sprocket – Dulcinea
  6. Whiskeytown – Pneumonia
  7. Chris Whitley – Dirt Floor/Terra Incognita
  8. Wilco – Summerteeth/Being There/Yankee Hotel Foxtrot
  9. Replacements – Pleased to Meet Me/Tim/All Shook Down
  10. Elliot Smith – Figure 8/XO
  11. Smiths – Louder Than Bombs/Peel Sessions/The Queen is Dead/Strangeways, Here We Come
  12. Old Dirty Bastard – N***A PLEASE/Return to the 36 Chambers, the 37th Chamber
  13. Beatles – White Album/Revolver/Sgt. Pepper
  14. Depeche Mode – Violator
  15. Badly Drawn Boy – The Hour of Bewilderbeast
  16. Oasis – Definitely Maybe
  17. John Frusciante – To Record Only Water for Ten Days
  18. R.E.M. – Automatic For the People
  19. Coldplay – Parachutes/Rush of Blood to the Head
  20. Kashmir – Zitilites

Ok, so I bent the rules. A LOT. Meh.

Top 5 Things to do with Soap

After I realized that Boobaah was a Teletubies type show, I seriously debated about changing my #1 made-up cuss word to something like Torp-noodle. It then dawned on me that this might be as pointless of an exercise as writing a massive unread in-joke about a mythical company called Chook for years, only to later debate if the choice of names was in fact the wisest.

Regardless, rather than be a George Lucas or Steven Spielberg-styled-revisionist about my material, I just decided to keep Boobaah as my #1 made-up cuss word and instead do another top five list. Accordingly, I’ve done a “clean” top 5 to the previous “dirty” top five.

Without further ado, here is my top 5 list of things to do with soap (feel free to list your’s):

  1. Wash with it
  2. Use Timmy’s soap
  3. Make soap shavings
  4. Get a rash from using Timmy’s soap
  5. Make up S.O.A.P. acronyms which act as the counterpart to the ever popular made-up cuss word/acronym S.O.D.

The Tender Crisp Bacon Cheddar Ranch

OK, I’m would have to update my list for grue’s favorite songs post. I was cursed this morning by not being able to get Burger King‘s newest jingle out of my head for a couple hours.

Now my misery seeks company.

This infectious song is actually a remake of an old hobo bluegrass tune called Big Rock Candy Mountain that depicts a dream life for a hobo (ever-empty boxcars, cigarettes that grow on trees , etc.). BK’s version has Hootie, Brooke Burke, the Dallas Cheerleading squad and, probably, countless pornstars with which I’m not particularly familiar.

My goal is to get everyone around me to not help but hum/whistle/sing it at one point, showing that they’ve also got this thing on auto-play in their head.

Click here for the song, the lyrics and some insightful notes.

Review: Alien Apocalypse

Premise: (spoiler… as if it mattered) A team of four spacemen (actually, two space men and two space women) return from space after 40 years in deep sleep on a mission to look at some alien probe a ways off. Arriving back on earth they are enslaved and taken to the local saw-mill to be put to work. Two of them are killed in the process.

It turns out the world has been taking over by alien “mites” which look vaguely like giant humanoid grass-hoppers. The mites killed off most of humanity with neutron-type-bombs and enslaved the remainder to help them deforest the place and ship the wood back to their homeworld for a tidy profit.

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