WTF do you care? 6th Street costs like four dollars on iTunes. I have no idea how I found him, but it works for me. If you need a Pitchforkian review, he straddles the intersection of Creedence, Mellencamp and Shitkicker. And I'm straddling my 5th and 6th beer. So YMMV. But I know.
Bumper stickers seen this week:
"FUCK RAP [middle finger]"
"If you're gonna be riding my ass, you better pull my hair"
The latter on a 1986 (or so) Jeep Cherokee recently purchased for muddin'. I know this because:
it featured a set of tires listing at 3x the Kelly Blue Book value of a brown Jeep Cherokee
the temp plate indicated it would soon feature the word "DRTIER" on the backside of that beauty
Admit it, you wish you lived in New Hampshire, Athens of the North.
What I want: you know those Ichthus on the back of cars? And the ones that grew feet and say "Evolution"? And the ones eating the ones that say "Evolution" or "Darwin"? Yeah, so I want one of those where it just keeps recursing for as many times as will fit sensibly (and stylishly) on the back of my car so everyone who cares enough to work out the 39 reverses of the thing will crash into the back of my car and I can sue a bunch of people for whiplash and then take a vacation.
Don't try to rip me off and just give me the vacation either. That's shitty. Two items of note here:
Firstly, if you tell me you don't believe in evolution, I silently cross you off my "Has a brain stem" list, but rather than be a zealot on the other side, I will defend to the death my right not to care one way or the other. Whether I am descended from monkey-humping mud peoples or the Incestuous Adam and Eve of Eden, my mortgage company doesn't seem to care. (And BTW, Countrywide, fuck you).
Second, while I am fascinated with recursion, I am sensible enough not to have pointed out to our neighbor on the corner an even number of "Never" winds up negating what you're saying, so her bumper sticker encouraging me to "Never Never Never Never Shake a Baby" technically suggests I will have missed out on an experience were I to go to the grave without giving a little kid The James Bond Fancy Martini Treatment.
by the time you read this, I'll be gone. I know you don't like Bill Belichick and I know the Globe says anyone who complains about you is just a Pats homer who can't stand to hear a dissenting opinion about their Coach/ God, but when you sat down to write today's piece about how the team's free agent jewel may turn into a bust, did you forget the part where you called him the best available free agent on MSNBC? I know those aren't mutually exclusive propositions, but it still seems strange. Must just be me.
When the eventual Eve 6 Greatest Hits comes out (I can only assume they're still paring down the track list), they should call it "The Man-E-Faces of Eve 6". It's the perfect pop culture reference: from ridiculous to sublime without ever meaning anything. We can all laugh to acknowledge we're in on the joke and then go back to not saying anything to one another.
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