Friday, September 21, 2012
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
Monday, September 3, 2012
This song is so creepy, weird, and corny, that I can't stop singing it. It's so awful, but it's so funny. How are you that distrusting that you want to smell a dick? Who wants to smell a dick ever? If I could I would never deal with it during a blow job.
You don't have issues, unless being a overbearing attention whore is considered "having issues". Take your tent lovin' ass and get out of your back yard. Stop taking pictures with mother fucking pine cones and shit, and stop putting them all over facebook. FUCK! That is dedicated to the hipster fucks in coffee shops and whatever other bitch is crawling through town. Get out of college radio assholes! You're music is boring...I mean, boring and useless to you is the equivalent of interesting cutting edge music that I don't have a trained ear for. Well fuck you, and FUCK JANDEK! FUCK JANDEK!!!!!!!!!! Fuck you all! I choose to not wear my glasses ever because I just want to be left alone by you people. I also can't shop at Good Will anymore because they caught on to you rich assholes shopping there and upped their prices. Where am I gonna get clothes now, fuck ass!? Thank you dickheads. I hate hipsters, they literally make being in college radio the most difficult shit ever. And I LOVE TV!
P.S. Stop calling in and requesting Animal Collective while I'm playing Bad Brains and D.O.A. They don't go together.
I hate ravers, ragers, happy hardcore, hipster harcore, furries, raves, renegades, and all that candy bull shit. I don't care ok? Go live off your parents money on molly somewhere else. I don't care about what you have to say. Fuck you. This video is dedicated to you guys. Hope you guys get a pink sock so bad tonight.
What can I say, you love America so much that you would kill everyone in it with your awful music. I don't know why I got this single. Being music directer means you get shit like this and it confuses you. This guy wishes he was Toby Keith, hell, he wishes he could blow Toby Keith. Him and Billy Ray Cyrus should just have a circle jerk fist fuck session together, and then poop out a love baby to do duets with Miley Cyrus. All of you go to hell!!!
Why are people hellbent on fucking up Jim Morrison's legacy? Skrillex is the last nail in his French coffin. This is proof that Snoop Dogg was destined to be Snoop Lion. I just feel bad that Jim Morrison can't defend himself because he's dead. HE'S DEAD YOU MOTHER FUCKERS! I LOVE Jim Morrison.
Take a bad song and make it worse. Fuck my life! Fuck my life! Fuck my life! Bon Jovi already sucked, then someone's great idea was to put 2 assholes rapping over it about bull shit. Who knew hair metal could reach yet another all time low.
Sunday, September 2, 2012
This song is so rediculous. Who wrote these lyrics and said "Yeah, that's something a totally sane and logical person would relate to"? Also, Nicki Minaj's anus is famous because it's the same as her mouth.
Where do I start with this awful crap? I'll just say that I wouldn't be surprised if someone said this is the reason why Kurt Cobain committed suicide. It is true that he felt that his music was being misrepresented, I will say that. Miley Cyrus is just an isufferable fad. I don't think I can say much else without feeling a great amount for Kurt Cobain, and a huge amount of rage for the kids that don't understand what this song is about. Here's Kurt's suicide letter. I love you Kurt.
Speaking from the tongue of an experienced simpleton who obviously would rather be an emasculated, infantile complain-ee. This note should be pretty easy to understand.
All the warnings from the punk rock 101 courses over the years, since my first introduction to the, shall we say, ethics involved with independence and the embracement of your community has proven to be very true. I haven't felt the excitement of listening to as well as creating music along with reading and writing for too many years now. I feel guity beyond words about these things.
For example when we're back stage and the lights go out and the manic roar of the crowds begins., it doesn't affect me the way in which it did for Freddie Mercury, who seemed to love, relish in the the love and adoration from the crowd which is something I totally admire and envy. The fact is, I can't fool you, any one of you. It simply isn't fair to you or me. The worst crime I can think of would be to rip people off by faking it and pretending as if I'm having 100% fun. Sometimes I feel as if I should have a punch-in time clock before I walk out on stage. I've tried everything within my power to appreciate it (and I do,God, believe me I do, but it's not enough). I appreciate the fact that I and we have affected and entertained a lot of people. It must be one of those narcissists who only appreciate things when they're gone. I'm too sensitive. I need to be slightly numb in order to regain the enthusiasms I once had as a child.
On our last 3 tours, I've had a much better appreciation for all the people I've known personally, and as fans of our music, but I still can't get over the frustration, the guilt and empathy I have for everyone. There's good in all of us and I think I simply love people too much, so much that it makes me feel too fucking sad. The sad little, sensitive, unappreciative, Pisces, Jesus man. Why don't you just enjoy it? I don't know!
I have a goddess of a wife who sweats ambition and empathy and a daughter who reminds me too much of what i used to be, full of love and joy, kissing every person she meets because everyone is good and will do her no harm. And that terrifies me to the point to where I can barely function. I can't stand the thought of Frances becoming the miserable, self-destructive, death rocker that I've become.
I have it good, very good, and I'm grateful, but since the age of seven, I've become hateful towards all humans in general. Only because it seems so easy for people to get along that have empathy. Only because I love and feel sorry for people too much I guess.
Thank you all from the pit of my burning, nauseous stomach for your letters and concern during the past years. I'm too much of an erratic, moody baby! I don't have the passion anymore, and so remember, it's better to burn out than to fade away.
Peace, love, empathy.
Frances and Courtney, I'll be at your alter.
Please keep going Courtney, for Frances.
For her life, which will be so much happier without me.
Please keep going Courtney, for Frances.
For her life, which will be so much happier without me.
I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU!
Jesus Christ! Who knew Marilyn Manson would cover wholesome Carly Simon? Remember when Marilyn Manson was the self proclaimed Anti-Christ and those Columbine kids? Then he came out with "Heart Shaped Glasses" and we all knew he was just another sad hopeless romantic goth kid that probably writes bad poetry. Let's face it, after dumping sweet, gorgeous, woman of my dreams, Dita Von Teese, he lost his cool card. How are you going to dump Dita Von Teese and do this shit? That's just bull shit. Also where the fuck is Johnny Depp in this mess? I feel his name was just put on the song so 14 year old girls would rub their Hello Kitty panties all over it. You can't hear Johnny Depp for shit in this song, FYI. This is a sad goth piece of shit, like any other contemporary goth crap.
Why Jack White!!!!!!? I like The White Stripes, I like The Raconteurs, I like The Dead Weather, I like his solo stuff, but why this? I feel like he's pushing his luck, like he just woke up and said "Yeah, I'm going to keep "experimenting" until everyone says "we're going to burn you at the stake". He just wants to see how much he can do before everyone starts vomiting and never stops. As for ICP, they're justing doing what they normally do. They get high and say "Yeah, that sounds cool". They're like children really. You can't really blame them for something they aren't aware is bad. What's next for them? Make a sex tape with Bret Michaels. It'll be called "Poisoned".
What the fuck Lou Reed? What the fuck Metallica? Lou Reed was suspected to be the next person to join the 27 club back in the day due to his great songs and heroin use. Who knew by getting clean, he would also totally fuck up his work ethic. Not only is he not forever young, he is now the grizzled old guy in "that new Metallica video". Metallica hasn't been cool since "The Black Album", but still, why do you keep fucking up? Like St. Anger wasn't a dick slap to the face already? One has to think, would Cliff Burton be doing this shit if he was still alive? I actually turned this music video off because I rather watch the link to "shake that bear" that my friend sent me. Fuck this song.
Oh Ray, I love you so much, I hope you got paid well for this shit. I'm talking about Ray Manzarek of course. I hope John Densmore and Robbie Krieger were paid in Rubies too. Some people say "Hey, I can respect Skrillex as an artist" and they also say "It's too easy to hate on Skrillex". Fuck you, it's easy because it's true. That's like saying "It's so easy to cross the street". That's what green lights are for dumbass. Also if you can respect Skrillex as an artist, you can respect me shitting in an easy bake oven in front of people and calling it art. Fuck you!
Why was this song ever popular? I periodically get this song stuck in my head, then mysteriously black out. I always wake up alone and naked in the woods covered in blood and in deer carcass. Fuck you Master P. My friend met you in France and said you were a dick, and trying to pretend you're French. New Orleans isn't French territory anymore, dick.
If this was the real radio edit, they would have edited a high pitched noise in with the song that would make your head explode. That way you would never hear this song again.
While I was busy being a Music Director, someone sent me a single of this song. It's probably the worst thing I got that month. What the fuck is wrong with this person? It's like he never saw those AT&T commercials about dudes with brain injuries and dead sisters from texting and driving. I'm pretty sure he just really wants to be in one of those commercials the hard way. If I ever saw this dude on the road I would make sure to follow his car with a super soaker filled with vomit and urine. I would just spray it at his car hoping it would fuck up his seats if the window is down. Even better, I hope my foggy neon yellow red bull pee gets in his mouth.