socks the dishwasherlove is...the commercialtongue(somebody should shut me up! somebody better shut me up that's for suresomebody should shut my white ass upsure a chicken fried steak)
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the Dead Milkmen's riffs are totally underrated. Some of their licks are totally unlike anything recorded by anyone else, and Joe Jack Talcum is one of the most underrecognized guitarists of his generation. listen to "Blood Orgy of the Atomic Fern", "Ringo Buys a Rifle", "Stuart," "I Against Osbourne," "Smoking Banana Peels," or "City of Mud." They sound nothing like the work of any other guitarist I can think of. Easy to overlook because of their funny lyrics, but this was an innovative band in many ways. Dave Blood was a damn good bassist too.
― Pantheism F. Mohair (res), Tuesday, 27 January 2009 01:40 (ten years ago) Permalink
I love how he sneeringly says "dey-peshy MODE" as well.
He says Depeche Comode, actually.
― Pantheism F. Mohair (res), Tuesday, 27 January 2009 01:41 (ten years ago) Permalink
Results 1 - 10 of about 6,470 for depeche commode. (0.07 seconds)
― Cooking From A Stovetop (electricsound), Tuesday, 27 January 2009 01:48 (ten years ago) Permalink
Alex in NYC otm re: Metaphysical Graffitti
― some dude, Tuesday, 27 January 2009 01:58 (ten years ago) Permalink
Gary and Melissa also got to me. That one is also killer.
I will say those bands from the late 80s into the 90s had a particular kind of comedic flare when you also include They Might Be Giants, Mojo Nixon, and The Butthole Surfers (who were not always funny, but god some of their music and lyrics are pretty funny).
― earlnash, Tuesday, 27 January 2009 02:19 (ten years ago) Permalink
I was at Sophie's Bar on Fifth StreetThis woman was trying to impress me or somethingShe told me she had done it all sexuallyShe had heard it allShe had seen it allAnd she had done it all sexuallyShe said she was jadedSo I asked her if she hadever been double fucked bytwo black studsAnd she didn't tell meShe just got up and leftSo I figured she probably hadn't
― President Keyes, Tuesday, 27 January 2009 02:20 (ten years ago) Permalink
Your father fucked your mother.
At least once, your father and your mother were in bed, and your father got a hard-on, and he stuck it inside your mother and they fucked. Sometimes maybe your father fucked your mother in the ass, and maybe on the night that you were conceived maybe they did that, before or after, or maybe they didn't, maybe your father never fucked your mother's ass, but on the night that you were conceived, one thing is certain: your father fucked your mother in her cunt.
Maybe your mother sucked your father's dick first, and maybe your father ate your mother's pussy. Maybe your father sucked your mother's clit while sticking a finger or two up your mother's slit until she got really wet. Maybe he got his whole hand up there. If you have older brothers or sisters, then your father probably could have gotten his whole hand up there. If not, then maybe not. But at some point, your mother was wet and loose enough to accommodate your father, and they fucked.
Maybe they did it doggy-style. Maybe your mother got on top of your father. Maybe your parents liked to talk dirty to each other when they were fucking.
Maybe your mother screamed, "Oh daddy. Oh daddy. Fuck me, daddy, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," and then maybe your daddy shouted, "Here it comes! Here it comes! Get ready, bitch, here I come," and then maybe your mother said, "Come in me, come in me, come in me! Oh yeah, baby, fuck your mommy, fuck your momma's sweet pussy, oh yeah, daddy, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah."
Or maybe they were very quiet.
But at any rate, eventually your father came and his sperm shot out of his dick and it went up your mother's cunt and it fertilized her egg and that was you. That was you in your mother's womb, growing like a virus for nine months, making your mother fatter and fatter, making her sick, making her vomit, making her hate your father for doing this to her, making her hate you, this thing inside of her, like a virus, growing and sucking, like a leech attached to her, sucking her blood, drinking her like a vampire fetus, growing and sucking and growing and sucking until one day you want out, and you burst through the snotty membrane and you pop out of your mother's cunt all covered with blood, and a bloody umbilical cord still attaches you to the inside of your mother somewhere 'til someone snips it off and you are severed. You are a separate being.
This is the miracle of childbirth. To some, it is proof that there is a God.
Now after you were born, maybe you sucked milk out of your mother's tit. Maybe your father wiped the shit off your shitty ass. I don't know. You'll have to ask them. But that is basically the way people are born. In a nutshell, that is it. Unless you were a test tube baby, which you weren't, so just face it: your father fucked your mother, and the next time you're fucking somebody, just try to keep that in mind.
― Mr. Snrub, Tuesday, 27 January 2009 03:13 (ten years ago) Permalink
I never did have that Nelson Reilly orgy I planned lo those many years ago.
― EZ Snappin, Wednesday, 3 November 2010 00:35 (eight years ago) Permalink
John S. Hall was the first famous person I ever encountered on the internet, as he was very active on the King Missile forum on AOL back in the day. I really like their Dog Fly Religion years.
Cherry on the top like a nuclear warheadNuclear bomb gonna lick the triggerI had a dog fly religion Neutron on a chocolate sundaeLook mom, fallout is stuck between my teethAtomic toothpick picks the tartarClean it out like a yum yum yumThen blow out my brains with a shotgun gunI had a smile like old Jim DandyRadio, radioactive candyYum yum yum cherry on the topBob and beep and boop and bopGonna eat tons of snotThen blow out my brains with a shotgun gunFun fun fun in the sun sun sunPotato dog, dogs and fliesReal dull spoon will PLUCK OUT MY EYES!Pluck out my eyes on SundayBlow out my brains on Tuesday!
Look mom, fallout is stuck between my teethAtomic toothpick picks the tartarClean it out like a yum yum yumThen blow out my brains with a shotgun gunI had a smile like old Jim DandyRadio, radioactive candy
Yum yum yum cherry on the topBob and beep and boop and bopGonna eat tons of snotThen blow out my brains with a shotgun gunFun fun fun in the sun sun sun
Potato dog, dogs and fliesReal dull spoon will
PLUCK OUT MY EYES!
Pluck out my eyes on SundayBlow out my brains on Tuesday!
― kkvgz, Wednesday, 3 November 2010 01:25 (eight years ago) Permalink
This is amazing
― Ned Raggett, Wednesday, 30 May 2012 05:41 (six years ago) Permalink
Bumping this because trust me on that link.
― Ned Raggett, Wednesday, 30 May 2012 13:52 (six years ago) Permalink
Can't watch this yet because I'm at work, but Rodney Anonymous is one of the most hilarious people in music. The guy should have had another platform for his comedy after the Dead Milkmen.
― Poliopolice, Wednesday, 30 May 2012 13:57 (six years ago) Permalink
Here's an unexpected cover: an NPR-friendly version of King Missile's "Hemophiliac of Love" (written by Dogbowl a.k.a Stephen Tunney) by Adrien Reju with guest artist Carl Newman (of the New Pornographers, AC Newman, etc.) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v3V3JjvjejQ
I was curious about this, so a little Googling revealed this article: https://glidemagazine.com/145570/album-premiereinterview-adrien-reju-strange-love-secret-language/
"When I began searching for cover songs for the album (I was looking in particular for songs under the theme of unconventional love) I immediately thought to ask Carl for a recommendation. He has such an immense library of obscure music that I thought he would be able to pull some gem out of it for me. That’s how 'Hemophiliac of Love' by King Missile ended up on the album. I thought it only appropriate to ask him to sing it with me as a duet and he reluctantly obliged (kidding)."
― ernestp, Sunday, 10 September 2017 23:17 (one year ago) Permalink
All this beauty/and all those wolves...
― how's life, Monday, 11 September 2017 10:50 (one year ago) Permalink