Category Archives: Nostalgic Obsessions
Drinking With Hamsters
Walfred Cybean was an American cartoonist, whose work was featured in magazines like The New Yooper from 1954 to 1969. At the time, Cybean’s doodler-style cartoons were seen as reductive and unpleasant by some readers [proof needed], for they typically displayed a drunken middle-aged man sharing a squalorous living space with an oversized hamster. So many of Cybean’s cartoons contained this theme, that a book compiling them was printed in 1970. Despite persistent rumors that Cybean died of alcohol poisoning and hamster-related injuries, his death came instead when he fell between the cars of a subway train. Continue reading
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U2: F U
Let’s be realistic. U2, the band, has never, ever been good. I know you’ve been deluded into “thinking differently”, after all that drunken bellowing you did in junior high to “In The Name Of Love”. But I’m sorry. U2 sucks shit. Bono is a total asshole and “The Edge” is a clown. No U2 album has ever been worth listening to, that’s why no worthwhile artist, musician or critic ever springs to their defense. Their fan base is made up solely of people who would give anything to feel like they did at that U2 show in ’89… or just to feel filthy, stinking rich. This is why U2 has become the ultimate corporate sell-out joke. No one will ever listen to their music unless they are literally forced. And now, that’s exactly their sales gambit.
U2’s Free Album Downloaded By Less Than 5% of Users
These whores tried the same shit with Apple almost ten years ago, while pushing their last rack of inanity. Because St. Jobs loved U2 so much, so shall all the Macfags in lockstep. Because they “think different”.
From a 2005 BIUL, “New Year’s Resolution Suggestions”
This is what happens when you hit it big, get famous, and spend decades farting around a mansion instead of developing what bought it for you. The same thing happens every single time, and every musician starts out saying the same thing.
“I’ll never sell out like those whores.”
And every time they do, and we all get to suffer for it.
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Bored White Suburban Neo-Hippie Rich Kid
From Drop Dead, 1993.
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Art of Noise
I still really dig this song.
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Happy Birthday, Ya Ol’ Crumb
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Come In, Orson
Folks, this may surprise you, but I can feel your pain. I may play the angry cartoonist on TV, so to speak, but sometimes a hurt is so great that I feel it’s a better thing to reach out to you now.
First let me say that it’s wonderful that you’re taking the suicide of Robin Williams as an inspiration to learn more about depression, or as an opportunity to reach out to people. What could be more tragic than a man who almost literally spent every waking moment trying to make people laugh, taking his own life? The mind won’t accept it. It’s too harsh. It’s the story of Pagliacci, writ large before our eyes.
I’m telling you it’s going to be okay. It will. Continue reading
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