A propos of nothing.
Satisfaction?
After 40+ years, this still might be the strangest cover version I’ve ever heard of anything. The re-worked lyrics, where I can understand them, are hilarious. I know only two things about the Residents: they were from San Francisco, and they had a guitarist called Snakefinger. Perhaps former Bay area Bastards can add something. According to the comments, the animation is by Ivan Maximov, a Russian. I don’t know anything about him either. As far as I know, the song and animation are unrelated, but they make a perfect match. Beyond that, words fail me on this one.
Just Another Loathsome Thursday
For the most accurate description of this foul, embarrassing, overly emotive piece of 70’s “sensitive singer/songwriter” manure, I defer to Dave Barry:
…”Sometimes When We Touch,” sung by Dan Hill, who sounds like he’s having his prostate examined by Captain Hook.
A Better Song
Since I posted an annoying song, here’s a good one. A women’s prison riot, two-gun Mathilde, and a, um, suggestive arrival of State Troopers. What, I ask, is not to love here?
Boom
This description of the asteroid that killed the dinosaurs is probably the best piece of writing I've read in a while. That was beautiful. pic.twitter.com/13iLrLrMe2
— Matt Austin (@BitsHammer) January 2, 2019
– Peter Brannen, The Ends of the World
I’m kind of obsessed with the Chicxulub impact crater. Enjoy!