Death was a little known all-black Detroit punk band that started around 1974. Apparently Clive Davis took an interest in signing them, but asked that they change thier name to something more marketable. They refused and ol' Clive sent them to the wayside. Shortly after, they self-released a 7" titled "Politicians in My Eyes." Heres the single and the B-side its pretty jamtasticular and way ahead of its time.
Get really stoned and play around with this thing or just leave it on for a while and jam out. It's called solarbeat. It's like a musicbox inspired by the orbital frequencies of the solar system. Soltorr and I have been staring at it for days.
“I would hope that if I was hurt or if I was down in that position someone would at least give me some sort of space to re cover or to gather myself,’’ Garnett said. “That’s all I was asking for. Nothing more, nothing less.’’
get in garnett's face, you get an elbow he's suspended one game
chromeo's newest(er) music is hardly an exponential, artistic step up from fancy footwork but this video is fuckin' awesome. their new album drops soon and i'll still bump the hell out of it in the car by myself...
In Safety Study, Sheep on Meth Are Shocked With Tasers
"The study aimed to test whether Taser devices have caused heart-related problems or death in meth-addled suspects.
Cocaine is a hell of a drug, but getting shocked with a Taser while riding high on methamphetamines probably beats any white-knuckled cocaine experience hands down. And that's exactly what happened to some lucky sheep in a new study that tested the effects of Tasers on meth-addled targets, funded in part by Taser International.
There's at least some scientific reasoning behind all the apparent madness. Growing abuse of methamphetamines has led to arrest-related deaths in situations where law enforcement officers used their Tasers on drug-intoxicated suspects. The latest study was designed to test whether electronic control devices (e.g. Tasers) can lead to dangerous cardiac responses in meth-intoxicated humans, with sheep standing in for people."
Nate Robinson had a little trouble getting into the room for the team breakfast yesterday. A security man at the hotel had a difficult time believing the diminutive guard was an NBA player, and Robinson didn’t have ID or his hotel room key.
Said Robinson: “I turned to Paul (Pierce) and said, ‘C’mon, tell him I’m with the Celtics.’ And Paul said, ‘I don’t know you.’ The other guys were like, ‘Y’all got to do your job. Get him out of here.’
“He was coming toward me and they all said, ‘No, no, no. He’s with us.’
this band is so great, i dont know something about the slow rambling drums, and weird synths that sound like water drops sometimes are so great listen...pwease? guarantee to please if you aint shredding gnarly pow pow bra
Yes, thats James Cameron in tribal face paint, a chieftain feather headdress, holding a spear. He's deep in the Amazonian jungle, with a local tribe, trying to stop a dam from being built that will apparently damage their way of life. He reports that he will be bringing Sigorney Weaver with him on a second trip soon, and that his experience there is influencing his writing for Avatar II. No, really.
Some friends we ran into at the bar on Friday night convinced us to take a $30 taxi to a random town on the North Korean border. After 20 minutes of driving through desolate farm country, I had my doubts, but the night picked up once we arrived here.
Shittsburg 0900 EST to Kantsit City 2230 CST proved to be a holy experience. This leg was plagued by massive crosses, sarcastic locals, and detours to send paperwork back east to prevent a warrant for my arrest. Tomorrow is a push to Colorado through mostly Kansas to see that special scumbag/tentpitchin/gaurd-dog/bean-growing/dumpster diving/dirtbike-riding former backyard Blemmer. God Bless America... we've reached the west I guess.
"PUNXSUTAWNEY, Pa. - Police say they charged a Pennsylvania man with public drunkenness after he was seen trying to resuscitate a long-dead opossum along a highway. State police Trooper Jamie Levier says several witnesses saw 55-year-old Donald Wolfe, of Brookville, near the animal Thursday along Route 36 in Oliver Township, about 65 miles northeast of Pittsburgh."