Alright kids time to ramble again.
First off:
WHO THE FUCK TOLD SARAH JESSICA PARKER SHE WAS PRETTY!?
Cause they lied. Oh boy did they lie. I mean seriously, if her face got any longer I'd swear she was a horse, except I'd rather get dome from a horse than her!
and the fucking hair too! I mean jesus fuck why hasn't someone stepped up and said "hey douchebag! YOU ARE NOT A LION!" ???
I think she just uses that awful mane of hers to distract us from her face. And yes, that's coming from a kid who shaves his head (the one with the skull you perves) every two weeks.
Also. DREW BARRYMORE IS UGLY. I swear I cannot seem to wrap my brain around why she's in makeup commercials. I thought makeup ads were for pretty people to look prettier, not the plump chick from high school who everyone dated out of pity to try and convince us that with make up she's half decent. SHE ISN'T. Hell somedays I swear she looks like she has down syndrome.
Am I perfect? FUCK NO. But at least I don't try so hard. Sheesh.
Ok, enough ranting. Last night I said I would have a review of the new Streets album, as well as the new Unearth album. Well I've only listened to the new Streets album today, but I'll listen to the Unearth one on the way to band practice.
What a deep, creative, and well thought out CD.
Every track, while not your typical hip hop, is introspective, and makes you kinda think about life. Alot of cds in general don't even do this, regardless of genre.
It isn't perfect though, and while I miss Mike Skinner's old ways and stories, I still give this CD a STRONG A-
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Ok so in the above stated, I said I was gonna listen to the Unearth cd on the way to band practice.....BUT...........
.....the drummer of said band, who will remain nameless, just called to inform me that the other members didn't like what I was bringing to the group.
Yes. I'm sorry for trying to make your cliche, boring ass, stereotypical hardcore songs actually interesting and listenable. What the fuck was I thinking? Hey thanks for calling me today when I had already packed all my equipment in my car, cause it's not like YOU fuckers have to walk from the second floor with an amp and guitars. Also it isn't you fuckers who drove and wasted gas from manchester and plaistow to haverhill. But hey, wtf do I know right?
FUCK.
Feel free to comment, it makes me tingle.
A page for me to rant on I suppose. I'll touch upon all subjects under the sun. Stay tuned for boredom.
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1 comment:
Hey babe, glad you've got a blog, I think I'm gonna be a regular reader :)
SJP doesn't exactly float my boat, rock my world, or otherwise move my object either. And her 'fashionable' dresses all look like desserts.
Haven't really heard much of the streets' stuff after "a grand don't come for free", aside from what's been on the radio.
Sucks about the band thing. Don't worry, there'll be other bands. Plenty more fish in the sea, my dear.
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