<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:31:51.592-08:00</updated><category term='country'/><category term='disco'/><category term='introduction'/><category term='kitsch'/><category term='analysis'/><category term='playlist fun'/><category term='unregulated capitalism'/><category term='punk'/><category term='awesome dead dudes'/><category term='pop culture education'/><category term='music'/><category term='caricatures'/><category term='world issues'/><category term='great things'/><category term='hardcore'/><category term='review quickies'/><title type='text'>Fort Awesome</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-3702891746987554068</id><published>2012-01-19T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T11:48:28.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday by Altered Images</title><content type='html'>It's so damn stupid a song, it's brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;Take a nice listen right &lt;a href="http://dalstonoxfamshop.blogspot.com/2008/04/nme-002-jive-wire.html"&gt; 'ere&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what  the lead singer, &lt;a ref="http://i.telegraph.co.uk/multimedia/archive/01010/PF-clare-grogan_1010223c.jpg"&gt;Clare Grogan&lt;/a&gt; looks like nowadays. Very Thatcherish, yes?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-3702891746987554068?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/3702891746987554068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=3702891746987554068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/3702891746987554068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/3702891746987554068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-birthday-by-altered-images.html' title='Happy Birthday by Altered Images'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-50248033290750665</id><published>2012-01-13T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T15:59:18.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short review of Man who fell to earth</title><content type='html'>good cinematography and good acting from Bowie. It's basically a more depressing, sexual version of Edward Scissorhands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-50248033290750665?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/50248033290750665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=50248033290750665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/50248033290750665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/50248033290750665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2012/01/short-review-of-man-who-fell-to-earth.html' title='Short review of Man who fell to earth'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-232199155481335064</id><published>2011-12-27T14:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T14:48:21.700-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='analysis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punk'/><title type='text'>The Ramones- the  accidental first parody of a boy band</title><content type='html'>Sorry Damon Albarn and Jamie Hewlett but the Ramones were the first band to satirize the manufactured pop stuff since the lead three members  seemed to  parody the archetypes accidentally, think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Joey: So sensitive that  the poor man had OCD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Johnny the tough guy to the point of being a racist, controlling asshole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Dee Dee-the "wacky" guy  who was obsessed with nazis and even fantasized about killing his girlfriend in  a song. Also illiterate as any account on the making of Rock n Roll High School will tell you(took him 50 some takes just to get the word Pizza)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Tommy/Marky: the straight man who tried to keep everyone together although Marky was an alcoholic for a while and well, with people like the above going at each other's throats(for good reason, granted, Johnny stole Joey's ladyfriend and married her), who could blame him?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-232199155481335064?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/232199155481335064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=232199155481335064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/232199155481335064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/232199155481335064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2011/12/ramones-accidental-first-parody-of-boy.html' title='The Ramones- the  accidental first parody of a boy band'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-8980305283821043913</id><published>2011-12-22T15:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T15:13:32.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is fucking brilliant</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.goodbadmusic.com/2011/12/19/hardcore-or-die/"&gt; Just watch it and tell me I'm wrong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-8980305283821043913?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/8980305283821043913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=8980305283821043913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/8980305283821043913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/8980305283821043913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2011/12/this-is-fucking-brilliant.html' title='This is fucking brilliant'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-4017437018348191642</id><published>2011-12-08T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T11:02:14.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a note</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://stereogum.com/858202/download-the-10-best-coldplay-covers/franchises/listomania/"&gt;When choosing to what Coldplay Scientist cover to listen to&lt;/a&gt;, go  with the Aimme Mann one because Willie Nelson and his voice is a letdown.&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, here are some of my other favorite female sung covers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8j4hg9VrYX4&amp;amp;ob=av2e"&gt;Colin Farell's ex sings a Smiths tune&lt;/a&gt; (Much better than it sounds, believe me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qgTPo4zRI2Q"&gt;Neko Case sings some Tom Waits&lt;/a&gt;, probably far better than Scarlett Johansen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rMT3fxpocXE"&gt;Sia sings Radiohead&lt;/a&gt;, although here, the violins are the standout part.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-4017437018348191642?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/4017437018348191642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=4017437018348191642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/4017437018348191642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/4017437018348191642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2011/12/just-note.html' title='Just a note'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-6303642682171602449</id><published>2011-12-03T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T20:13:55.964-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unregulated capitalism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world issues'/><title type='text'>This is an issue</title><content type='html'>Gorillaz are going to have converse shoes in Feburary of 2012. The problem?&lt;br /&gt;Nike as usual, has &lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2014325/Nike-workers-kicked-slapped-verbally-abused-factories-making-Converse-line-Indonesia.html"&gt;pretty big sweatshop issues&lt;/a&gt;, especially in the case of Converse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-6303642682171602449?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/6303642682171602449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=6303642682171602449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/6303642682171602449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/6303642682171602449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2011/12/this-is-issue.html' title='This is an issue'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-9020792036013179896</id><published>2011-09-19T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T19:55:21.454-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesome dead dudes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='country'/><title type='text'>Damn it</title><content type='html'>Everyone needs to hear some Flying Burrito bros/Gram Parsons &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?c4jvp3wdtl2"&gt; right&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?noen2rd3m21"&gt; fuckin&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?j5ymybzymnx"&gt; now!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-9020792036013179896?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/9020792036013179896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=9020792036013179896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/9020792036013179896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/9020792036013179896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2011/09/damn-it.html' title='Damn it'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-5315035624928997726</id><published>2011-09-11T00:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T15:30:15.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my 9/11 tenth anniversary playlist and why</title><content type='html'>1) New York State of Mind- Billy Joel:Yes, this was far, far too overplayed in the month or so after the attacks, but listening to it in its original form, it's a soft solitary, sad ode to his favorite city. I picture a young Joel standing on an apartment's roof looking out over the city with a beer in hand just as the sun goes down. He's come a long way from Hollywood whether it was for a gig or to visit his best girl, but now he gets to unwind from the long tedious, likely heated drive and savor the metropolis in all its charm. I don't care what a &lt;a href="http://www.slate.com/id/2209526/"&gt;dickish slate writer&lt;/a&gt; says, Joel's all right here. Basically, the calm before the storm as it were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) A Pair of Brown Eyes-The Pogues: My Boy Shane seems to have predicted certain tragedy about 16 years before it occured, but I'm not  trying to spout any conspiracy theories here: Shane says the song was about talking to a war veteran in a pub just as the narrator was going through a breakup, but this song could easily apply to 9/11 too, besides, who didn't want to drink and cry for a few hours after watching all the news coverage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Two silver trees-Calexico: This is from the Nevver blog and it has a nice haunting melody and whispering to it, capturing the specter of death and paranoia that hung over the city  and nation for weeks afterward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) All is Violent, All is bright: Another meloncholy piece courtesy of the Nevver blog, a bit cheesy with the guitars at first, but  then it gives off a good tense industrial vibe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Hallejuah- Jeff Buckley: I don't think there's any explanation necessary for this one, although I sort of prefer John Cale's version better  if only for the vocals. But this is very beautiful on its own, especially the guitar solo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) This Mess we're in- PJ Harvey and Thom Yorke: I haven't listened to PJ Harvey that much, but she works nicely with Yorke's (good and emotional, mind you) wailing though I have to give the prize for vocal work here to Yorke, he's the hero of this tragic love story and does a hell of a job with it. A good mix of mourning and fear here; I picture a man stumbling from the wreckage and squinting through the sobbing, confused crowd trying to find someone, anyone he can clutch on to for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Oh Comely-Neutral Milk Hotel: from the one and perhaps  only both  surreal and heartbreaking  album ever. The lyrics seem absurd, but with the acoustic guitar and Jeff Mangum's strained voice? god damn.  Just get Aeroplane Over the Sea, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) I really feel(Lunar Flex) Drum Club; Another ominous industrial  sounding track, complete with middle eastern chanting. Very primal scream like like except slower and apocalyptic. Listening to this, you can picture a taxi slowly moving through a wrecked city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) The National Anthem- Radiohead: I could see this song used in a Bourne Identity film, it's a perfect five minute summary of a panic attack with Thom wailing a mantra about large crowds(everyone's around) and attempting to hang onto sanity(Hanging on). My most favorite Radiohead song ever is probably Idiotique for it's almost pogo-esque beat against bleak lyrics, but this may very well be at a close second(well, okay,  second place is probably Paranoid Android). I guess then you could say Kid A is an electronic, paranoid version of Aeroplane over the sea?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-5315035624928997726?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/5315035624928997726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=5315035624928997726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/5315035624928997726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/5315035624928997726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-911-tenth-anniversary-playlist-and.html' title='my 9/11 tenth anniversary playlist and why'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-4864016452680617171</id><published>2011-09-10T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T19:32:02.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Todd Haynes' Superstar a mini review</title><content type='html'>Movie's &lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=622130510713940545"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kudos to the effort and the amount of Barbie dolls that it took , but overall, it just feels very tasteless and well, campy. I understand his attempt to present 70s light pop as literal plastic and obviously how society's ideals of beauty translates to barbie dolls and thus anorexia, but all in all, I was unimpressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-4864016452680617171?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/4864016452680617171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=4864016452680617171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/4864016452680617171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/4864016452680617171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2011/09/todd-haynes-superstar.html' title='Todd Haynes&apos; Superstar a mini review'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-9010654409979588012</id><published>2011-09-03T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T12:40:13.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts on Straight edge</title><content type='html'>Well, only one question really: where the fuck were the lady straight edge bands?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-9010654409979588012?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/9010654409979588012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=9010654409979588012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/9010654409979588012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/9010654409979588012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2011/09/thoughts-on-straight-edge.html' title='thoughts on Straight edge'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-8374549392664989488</id><published>2011-09-01T17:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T17:28:05.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Question</title><content type='html'>Is &lt;a href="http://www.reappropriate.com/2010/10/28/the-orientalism-of-nicki-minaj/"&gt;what Nicki Minaj is doing&lt;/a&gt; all that different from the works of Wu Tang clan or RZA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-8374549392664989488?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/8374549392664989488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=8374549392664989488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/8374549392664989488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/8374549392664989488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2011/09/question.html' title='Question'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-5171065609645483059</id><published>2011-08-30T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T01:53:00.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Punk and the swastika</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://punk77.co.uk/groups/punkandtheswastika.htm"&gt; for a certain somebody&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so  some of the punks back then were kinda dumb,but they were young and could relate to the feeling of being in Nazi Germany(oppression of  labor unions, Powell,etc.) Did I mention that Johnny Rotten had a great love of Reggae and Siouxsie would later fully speak out against racism? Read the whole feature, it's a tad bitter in places, but it's a lot more complicated than just "punks wearing swastikas are ultimately racist!" Was it a stupid gesture? Yes. Was it somewhat, perhaps a tiny bit understandable in context of their surrounding environment? Also yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-5171065609645483059?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/5171065609645483059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=5171065609645483059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/5171065609645483059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/5171065609645483059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2011/08/punk-and-swastika.html' title='Punk and the swastika'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-1766694010935659595</id><published>2011-08-29T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T19:35:39.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>call me fucking stupid</title><content type='html'>But I'm actually kinda happy a hip hop artist with D.I.Y.  internet Roots &lt;a href="http://rebelfrequencies.blogspot.com/2011/08/rewarding-idiocy.html"&gt;won an MTV award&lt;/a&gt; And anyway, couldn't A tribe called quest also be grouped under the White hipster fanbase genre of rap? Methinks there's a bit of ageism going on here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-1766694010935659595?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/1766694010935659595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=1766694010935659595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/1766694010935659595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/1766694010935659595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2011/08/call-me-fucking-stupid.html' title='call me fucking stupid'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-1771804686510029375</id><published>2011-08-17T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T15:37:07.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts</title><content type='html'>Imperial Bedroom: It's a much less unnerving version of Pinkerton set in a jazz bar. Poor lil Declan mopes and mulls over whether to talk to a girl,  scolds himself for not being the right type and regrets past loves that went sour. And he's not at all sarcastic about it; he's quite, reserved and,well, sad. It's quite a far cry from the sarcastic Costello many were used to on his earlier stuff. While it lacks the agonized wail of a Gordan Gano, say, Imperial Bedroom is the best damned Jazzy emo precursor out there. Get of yer ass and get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy Rhythms: The rhythms aren't crazy, but they're good. Pitchfork called this geek rock and I'd agree in some respect; Loveless love, Moscow Nights and Original love deal with the yearn of no longer being a virgin,but most of the time, this record sounds like a really good garage band tuning up and practicing, giving it all a  nice suburban "we're rocking out to beat ennui" vibe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-1771804686510029375?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/1771804686510029375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=1771804686510029375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/1771804686510029375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/1771804686510029375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2011/08/thoughts.html' title='thoughts'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-9125402446585642974</id><published>2011-08-16T21:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T22:13:38.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Assesments</title><content type='html'>Mission Of Burma: Like the Minutemen, they aren't so much punk as acoustic rock and as much as I hate to say it, this didn't draw me in. The  guitars on All world cowboy romance were quite impressive, but overall it didn't have the catchy hook of a "Shit from an old notebook" or the smooth softness of "Do you want New Wave or do you want the truth"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young Marble Giants: Now this? Incredible- these guys flirted with everything from pre 8 bit noises on "The Taxi"(Seriously, these guys coulda been video game composers if they wanted to) to  simple guitar pop on "Wurlitzer Juke box" t0  the60s spaghetti western guitar sound on " Choci Loni" and the lady's voice makes it all even more unnerving. No wonder they didn't record another album, it probably couldn't top this one! Bravo kids, bravo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up: Imperial Bedroom and Crazy Rhythms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-9125402446585642974?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/9125402446585642974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=9125402446585642974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/9125402446585642974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/9125402446585642974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2011/08/assesments.html' title='Assesments'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-2229968488269509888</id><published>2011-08-16T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T20:52:38.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In which I peruse selections from the Pitchfork various best album of the (insert decade here)</title><content type='html'>I went to bed early last night and with not much to do, I decided to check out Pitchfork's picks for best albums of the 70s, 80s, and 90s- here's the ones picked out as most intriguing either due to a lyric sample or description alone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80s:&lt;br /&gt;Imperial Bedroom-Elvis Costello: apparently, this was quite the personal album.  Oh, and I have to thank him for producing Rum,sodomy and the lash of course.&lt;br /&gt;Fear and Whisky-Mekons- described by Eric Carr as a " drunken redneck lecturing on socialist economic policies" I am in!&lt;br /&gt;Signals, Call and Marches- Mission to Burma: Academy fight song is a catchy sonovabitch(okay, it's not on this album, but still) and That's when I reach for my revolver packs an emotional wallop(why the fuck hasn't it been used in some remake of Hamlet?) so why else wouldn't you want to listen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy Rythyms- The Feelies: Being impressed with their cover of Paint it Black,making the sitar filled classic into  a low key yet rallying cry for  raining on people's  parades(I assume) and their original Boy with Perpetual nervousness, I decided to check out the rest of their album. Oh and Brendan reid says they were a precursor to Weezer only obviously not as creepy as River Cumuo(let's hope)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't the Kids just love it- Televison Personalities:Pitchfork sez these guys invented Twee, but to me, stuff like This Angry Silence or Part time punk  highlights something darker: it's basically a much sadder version of Charlie Brown. Twee's actually more cheerful even when it talks about relationship problems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colossal Youth-Young Marble Giants: The final Day is a short, disturbing gem, and apparently, the morbidly fascinating idea of the apocalypse haunts the rest of the album too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Though the album's spare, perfectly placed strokes of guitar, bass,  organ, and voice     would have more of an effect on mopey slowcore  types and basement four-trackers, the ineffable thing about     the  Giants' music was how simultaneously haunting and cheery they could be.   "Eating Noddemix" is music for     brushing your teeth to the morning  after an apocalypse, and the inimitable "Wurlitzer Jukebox" is a dance      track for the last man on earth, with a geiger counter relentlessly  ticking out the beat.  Om, baby, yeah.     --Brendan Reid&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt; Brushing teeth?A Geiger counter? Oh Boy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E2-E4-&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Manuel_G%C3%B6ttsching" title="Manuel Göttsching"&gt;Manuel Göttsching&lt;/a&gt;. The last name alone sold me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;70s:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Band of Gypsies- Jimi Hendrix: Never heard this one, nuff said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A tribute to Jack Johnson-Miles Davis: Not a fan of boxing,but this somehow intriguied me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Historie de Melody Nelson-Serge Gainsbourg:  Apparently a very creepy album about Serge's ladyfriend. Sounds like another precursor to Pinkerton&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll do the 90s list tomorrow, but today's selection I chose to download Young Marble Giants' Colossal Youth and Misson Of Burma's Signals, Calls and Marches. My reviews will come soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-2229968488269509888?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/2229968488269509888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=2229968488269509888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/2229968488269509888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/2229968488269509888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2011/08/in-which-i-peruse-selections-from.html' title='In which I peruse selections from the Pitchfork various best album of the (insert decade here)'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-6013741261376543026</id><published>2011-08-02T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T07:38:06.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Book O Mormon</title><content type='html'>Didn't get to see the musical,but I got the broadway cast recording and shall be listening to it. Methinks "Fuck you, God" may very well  be on par with that of The Pogues' gallows humor, vulgar semi religious anthems such as Sickbed of Cuchulain or Sally Mcleanne, but we shall see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-6013741261376543026?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/6013741261376543026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=6013741261376543026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/6013741261376543026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/6013741261376543026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2011/08/book-o-mormon.html' title='Book O Mormon'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-6850022273660769804</id><published>2011-07-29T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T17:18:20.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>read this man's blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sites.williams.edu/cthorne/"&gt; it's good&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-6850022273660769804?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/6850022273660769804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=6850022273660769804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/6850022273660769804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/6850022273660769804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2011/07/read-this-mans-blog.html' title='read this man&apos;s blog'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-6972952593576395479</id><published>2011-07-20T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T23:35:15.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doug Fieger, you wicked dead bastard</title><content type='html'>Why? Why in god's name must My Sharona be so fucking catchy enough for me to listen to it three times in a row? I think I'm gonna listen to it a fourth time..ooh yes.&lt;br /&gt;Is their first album actually in any good?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-6972952593576395479?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/6972952593576395479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=6972952593576395479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/6972952593576395479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/6972952593576395479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2011/07/doug-fieger-you-wicked-dead-bastard.html' title='Doug Fieger, you wicked dead bastard'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-859047315944350823</id><published>2011-07-20T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T19:45:18.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh Drunksongs blog-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://drunksongs.blogspot.com/"&gt; How I miss thee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with Something I learned today, 7 inch punk, and Born in the basement(where'd that one get off to?), this blog opened me up to a whole slew of punk sub genres. It took a long, long time for me to determine who exactly my favorites were(the selection was overwhelming and back then, I could only judge whether I liked it or not based on "catchiness"),but they certainly introduced me to good stuff like Descendent's 'Merican and The Specials. God bless them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-859047315944350823?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/859047315944350823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=859047315944350823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/859047315944350823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/859047315944350823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2011/07/oh-drunksongs-blog.html' title='oh Drunksongs blog-'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-7508200749641555663</id><published>2011-07-05T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T23:11:24.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys of Summer</title><content type='html'>This is the only Eagles associated song I will ever tolerate; it's an interesting parallel to songs  The Descendants, particularly Silly Girl and  Hope, all of which lament onof lost love, but Henley represents the  regret that comes later in life. Rather than simply obsess over the girl who got away and vow that he's the only one for her, Henley pines for her while also realizing his juvenile foolishness("Don't look back, you can never look back"). Sure, he's still in love with her,  but at least he's honest about his behavior, if not necessarily outright self loathing. There's a similar structure in Pulp's Common People(I'll get to that one later); Jarvis starts out berating his supposed love interest about how lower class people live, but as the song builds , he turns inward, revealing his hatred for himself and the way his life turned out. While Milo Ackerman had a whole 20 years or so in front of him during  Milo Goes to College  40 something Henley was trapped between the nostalgia of youth and embracing a sad existence as an adult in the bleak year of 1985.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-7508200749641555663?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/7508200749641555663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=7508200749641555663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/7508200749641555663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/7508200749641555663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2011/07/boys-of-summer.html' title='Boys of Summer'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-4483144854668279453</id><published>2011-07-01T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T15:42:42.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I a crazy weirdo</title><content type='html'>or do the lyrics to Dag Nasty's What Now allude to  more than a bromantic friendship?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;silly boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; in over his head again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; silly boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; doing his best again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; silly boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; why don't you ever learn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; silly boy you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; can't help getting hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; behind us- lying and hiding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; behind us - the lying and hiding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not much, you gotta hear the spoken word part to understand:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MqLSSdoW2Zc&lt;br /&gt;Tell me yer thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming up sometime: Between The Descendents and Motley Crue lies The Donnas- an assessment&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-4483144854668279453?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/4483144854668279453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=4483144854668279453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/4483144854668279453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/4483144854668279453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2011/07/am-i-crazy-weirdo.html' title='Am I a crazy weirdo'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-6328432622219186716</id><published>2011-05-30T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T18:17:42.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo saturday morning part 3: adventures of Sonic the Hedgehog</title><content type='html'>Between 1993 and 1994, a few strange things happened: we got a new president who was just as  bad as Bush I(trying to end the welfare program, starting an uncalled war  with Bosnia when diplomacy and justice would have faired better,etc.), Cobain commited suicide*, Kafkaesque comic Bill Hicks succumbed to cancer, A young religious man named David Koresh went mad and took  a bunch of women and children hostage, and Lorraine Bobbit cut off her husband's cock. Yes, it was a confusing, tumultuous time to be a young person and it certainly shows in these songs. Some have a poppier tone like  Evergreen's Constellation while others accurately capture the fear and chaos brewing;  listen to the  manic howl of Indian Summer's Truman or the suspenseful clatter of Gauge's 38 cinder, that's the sound of desperation and the fear of what was to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*By the way, all that talk of Cobain being a spoiled rock star  is somewhat diminished here in his suicide letter:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.lettersofnote.com/2011/05/its-better-to-burn-out-than-to-fade.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We see that he was in the throes of depression and for him, there wasn't much of a way out since  no one really took the effort to reach out and say something until it was too late and they did it half assed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-6328432622219186716?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/6328432622219186716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=6328432622219186716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/6328432622219186716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/6328432622219186716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2011/05/emo-saturday-morning-part-3-adventures.html' title='Emo saturday morning part 3: adventures of Sonic the Hedgehog'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-5175123249384703341</id><published>2011-05-30T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T15:00:15.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo Saturday Morning part 2: Ren and stimpy (1991-1992)</title><content type='html'>This here's another short one, but I'm surprised how much I mined out of the first one with one glance at Fugazi's lyrics so here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we start with another blast of sincerity from Nation of Ulysses, an anarcistish emo/punk band from D.C. with their song Today I met the girl I'm gonna marry. Although this could also be an example of irony since they were quite supportive of Binki Kill, the famous riot grrrl band who eventually moved to D.C. from Washington. Either way, it's a passionate, desperate yelp for love and justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is Samiam with Clean, this one being a bit more brooding and angsty in the Nirvana sort of vein. Nowadays, everyone says the band's popularity was based on marketing and well, alas, that is true in the case of the grunge genre which they ultimately  became a part of. Nonetheless, a glance at the lyrics shows that there's a tiny influence from Nirvana's Lithium,  displaying that sort of everyday moping around the house feeling burnt out kind of mood:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.plyrics.com/lyrics/samiam/clean.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, onto Jawbox which is slightly more intellectual as opposed to Lithium or Clean as it explores a relationship between two people, one person of which feels a sense of pity and sympathy for the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;congratulations sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you put yourself right over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;though you don't think i understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this sudden awkward rupture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this stuck-unhealing fissure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no love could possibly withstand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i'd never say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); font-size: 0.75em; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it doesn't mean that much to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;glad anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to see you struggle free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This half sarcastic half sincere  delivery really defines the tone of the first half of the decade; many romantic comedies of the era like Reality Bites or Singles tried and failed to mix existential dread with the wry observations of shows like Seinfeld. Yet, in the end, everything came out as insincere and smarmy with only the music and surprisingly, Children's shows like Pete and Pete or even Ren and Stimpy pulling this off the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next: 1993-1994&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-5175123249384703341?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/5175123249384703341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=5175123249384703341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/5175123249384703341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/5175123249384703341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2011/05/emo-saturday-morning-part-2-ren-and.html' title='Emo Saturday Morning part 2: Ren and stimpy (1991-1992)'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-8650926191975124657</id><published>2011-05-29T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T22:13:23.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo  via my  Saturday morning tv shows: a summer project</title><content type='html'>So yes, another quick one while school's away- from 1990-1997, I recall watching some kind of Saturday morning block or another or at least watching repeats of some cartoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with 1990, Bobbys' world: I didn't watch it when it first aired cos I was two, but whatever, it's  good starting point:&lt;br /&gt;songs:&lt;br /&gt;Repeater-Fugazi&lt;br /&gt;wit's end/never more-Iconoclast&lt;br /&gt;Want-Jawbreaker&lt;br /&gt;Guatamala- Moss Icon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1990 was a time of uncertainty and anxiety, obviously because it was the start of a new decade, but also because of the fall of the USSR and end of the cold war in general which left everyone feeling lost and confused, a sentiment nicely expressed by Fugazi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You say I need a job,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I've got my own business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You want to know what i do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; None of your fucking business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But now I'm lying here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Knowing that business had a name,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But now I'm a number&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While this could easily  be read as an anti communist sort of sentiment, I believe that it's about losing a status of sorts. In the 80s, people were stockbrokers,  hair metal stars, corrupt politicians, any type of deed or sin of the famous you could possibly imagine was splayed across pages as though they were bold epic novels, (a trend which only got worse into the 90s, but that comes later), once the decade was over though? Bam! They became part of the population, one of the unwashed working class people that they once scoffed at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with status change, there was also a hint of sincerity creeping in whether it was expressed through an environmental message like in Moss Icon's Guatamala or via the  voice of a tongue tied, lovelorn young man in the aptly titled Want. The 90s was going to be a totally different decade and these songs certainly showed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next: Ren and Stimpy or Emo years 1991-1992&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-8650926191975124657?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/8650926191975124657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=8650926191975124657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/8650926191975124657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/8650926191975124657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2011/05/emo-via-my-saturday-morning-tv-shows.html' title='Emo  via my  Saturday morning tv shows: a summer project'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-5776539585948340453</id><published>2011-05-27T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T16:23:56.237-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review quickies'/><title type='text'>The Meatmen vs Animal collective</title><content type='html'>Meatmen-we're the meatmen and you suck 198_: surprisingly boring for a so called bad taste band(and for a man who dresses like he's  a race car driver being represented by  the church of Scientology) Gimmie good ol GG Allin's I wanna fuck myself any day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animal Collective- Here come the Indians 2003: despite the reputation of these guys as childish hippies,  I liked their version of the clanging  industrial noise made famous by throbbing gristle or even Lou Reed's metal machine music. Is it redundant? Sure, but they bring a much more lighter, peaceful mood to the style, almost like Phillip Glass trying his hand at Industrial rock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-5776539585948340453?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/5776539585948340453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=5776539585948340453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/5776539585948340453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/5776539585948340453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2011/05/meatmen-vs-animal-collective.html' title='The Meatmen vs Animal collective'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-6219420609342956533</id><published>2011-05-22T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T20:13:47.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swing Kids discography</title><content type='html'>It's like if a rage induced, spurned rimbaud took a buncha caffeine pills and put his poems to song. And the screaming! Oy the screaming! I think Justin Pearson has pioneered screamo here, friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I like it? Well the performance certainly more passionate and desperate than Cap'N Jazz's Gilliamesque depictions of youth trauma.  I kind of like it.. they  certainly  brought gothic rock to a softer genre with their cover of Joy Divison's Warsaw so kudos to that(which as an excellent bass line). Yet, lyrics wise, Cap 'N Jazz wins for surrealism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what does this 23 year old who was barely out of   Elementary school  think of these two 90s emo landmarks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cap'N Jazz: 8/10 for weird lyrics yet generic beats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swing Kids: 9/10 for tight, tense rhythm and striking if occasionally grating vocals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, I am quite happy with Sunny Day Real Estate and Rites of Spring being my two favorite emo acts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-6219420609342956533?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/6219420609342956533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=6219420609342956533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/6219420609342956533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/6219420609342956533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2011/05/swing-kids-discography.html' title='Swing Kids discography'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-3770718408967924482</id><published>2011-05-22T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T19:41:21.510-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review quickies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='analysis'/><title type='text'>Bonus review thing: Cap'n Jazz's alphabetapolothology disc 1</title><content type='html'>So I've sampled Cap'N Jazz's stuff before and could never understand what the hell they were talking about even when I looked over the lyrics. I figured they were depicting some sort of twisted nostalgia for a traumatizing childhood as seen in songs like In the clear which depicts a child's fear of a child eating dog or Yes I'm talking to you which is apparently about  mournfully reminiscing of  eating cookies with your  childhood friend turned best girl on a moonlit night. But then,  there's songs like olerud which seems to involve a boy venting all his love problems onto his fairly young father or  my personal favorite, Que Suerete which tells of a love/hate relationship between a boy and girl.  So is it a concept album biography? How one person develops from a  fearful boy into an equally timid socially awkward young man? What? While this record's interesting, the idea of surreal  childhood memories was better explored with Boards of Canada's Music belongs to Children, I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-3770718408967924482?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/3770718408967924482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=3770718408967924482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/3770718408967924482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/3770718408967924482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2011/05/bonus-review-thing-capn-jazzs.html' title='Bonus review thing: Cap&apos;n Jazz&apos;s alphabetapolothology disc 1'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-7090278232443855188</id><published>2011-05-22T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T18:54:56.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cro mags' age of Quarrel</title><content type='html'>Speed metal and "political views" don't mix. For reals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice insight here though and it's nice to know I'm not the only one who has Negative Approach as their favorite hardcore band:&lt;br /&gt;http://onebaseonanoverthrow.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-aids-dont-getcha-then-warheads-will.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-7090278232443855188?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/7090278232443855188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=7090278232443855188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/7090278232443855188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/7090278232443855188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2011/05/cro-mags-age-of-quarrel.html' title='cro mags&apos; age of Quarrel'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-6896334597139275883</id><published>2011-05-18T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T20:15:33.818-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='analysis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hardcore'/><title type='text'>Texas</title><content type='html'>So listening to the sample of texas I put together, I found it's not like California at all,it takes after the likes of Washington with the diverse sound; there's the skuns for instance with their straight up rock of Earthquake Wave while Plastic Idols composes a slinky, spaghetti western-esque if politically incorrect tribute to Asia with Siamese Lust. Even the actual defined punk bands are diverse; Big Boys bring a funk rythym to the incredibly short "Lesson" while The Dicks give us crunchy, grinding guitars in No Fucking War. Could it be that  post punk had more of an impact than punk itself? If so, how and why?  Does this phenomonon extend to the southeastern region as well? We shall find out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-6896334597139275883?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/6896334597139275883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=6896334597139275883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/6896334597139275883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/6896334597139275883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2011/05/texas.html' title='Texas'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-166889071579664873</id><published>2011-05-18T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T17:21:40.355-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='analysis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hardcore'/><title type='text'>four corners of hardcore: an experiment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So  my summer boredom has led me to explore whether the four corners of The  U.S. (Florida, Washington D.C.*, California, and Washington) had a  different hardcore sound and here's my results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; D.C.: Maine didn't have much, I'm afraid so I used this one and took  away the obvious  bands Minor Threat and Bad Brains.  Here, I found that  a lot of themes of the music dealt with rage against the government  which likely resulted from being constantly surrounded by government  buildings and the like. Lewis Black highlighted this as for why he does  his angry shtick   in one of his specials too. I also realized that the  area as well as the states surrounding it, there were quite a few songs  dealing with the hardcore scene itself like Government Issue's anarchy  is dead or minor threat's bottled violence. I was gonna put th' inbred  here too, but they're from the midwest, thought they were from Virginia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; California, specifically Oxnard: Much more thrashy and skate styled as  opposed to the others with  a  general fuck parents let's skate! tone to  the songs as opposed to D.C.  Thus, despite what many punks claim,  there was a tiny bit of influence from the devil may care druggy whimsy  of 60s San Francisco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Florida (more like flori-duh! Amirite?): Florida's sound is basically  the Boston of the south; there's no real politics except teeny tiny  pockets(i.e. Proletarian in Boston, the Eat(maybe?) in Florida) with the  rest being pure stupidity (roach motel, Hated Youth vs.The Freeze, Gang  Green, F.U.s) Lots of hatred for the state itself though, particularly  from roach motel. probably due to the heat and far too much tourism( as  they address in reptile land)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Seattle:this had less punk on it and more post punk, but still provided  some interesting insight. For one, it showed that hardcore punk even  then was making an impact after its initial period what with the U Men's  solid action starting with a punk bass beat whereas The Melvins and  Fluid deviated from it, choosing more of a 60sish rock flavor. For  another, the punk sound a lot less alike;The Fartz were typical fast  hardcore while the Lewd was much more traditional. So Seattle is the  most diverse of this group, obviously. Sorry Portlandia.&lt;br /&gt;I may do two others, comparing the rest of the southeast scene with Florida and Texas with California.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-166889071579664873?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/166889071579664873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=166889071579664873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/166889071579664873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/166889071579664873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2011/05/four-corners-of-hardcore-experiment.html' title='four corners of hardcore: an experiment'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-2398189804312420851</id><published>2011-01-04T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T12:28:56.161-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caricatures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kitsch'/><title type='text'>Right..</title><content type='html'>So everyone knows about the infamous Quincy episode about punk rock, yes? And everyone knows about the terrible, terrible attempt by one of his interns to demonstrate pogo dancing, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But have you ever seen the actual band that plays on the show? Well, I got em right here, folks:&lt;br /&gt;Please to enjoy, Mayhem!:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LjHV9wQv6u8&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-2398189804312420851?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/2398189804312420851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=2398189804312420851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/2398189804312420851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/2398189804312420851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2011/01/right.html' title='Right..'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-1701823755587080955</id><published>2010-12-13T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T15:52:57.139-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punk'/><title type='text'>Boo!</title><content type='html'>I'm still here,but mainly posting round here:&lt;br /&gt;http://politicalanxietycloset.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, The Dead milkmen are great; Big lizard in my backyard is like if The Ramones locked themselves in a ramshackle beach house, huffed tons of paint and  tried their hand at twee pop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy their biggest hit:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QJYjr-vUKZM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-1701823755587080955?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/1701823755587080955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=1701823755587080955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/1701823755587080955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/1701823755587080955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2010/12/surprise.html' title='Boo!'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-5672716576014960987</id><published>2010-03-28T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T10:12:06.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>current list of  my favorite albums of all time</title><content type='html'>1) Stop Making Sense-Talking Heads:Byrne may have the best vocals for a post punk/art punk band ever&lt;br /&gt;2) Rum, Sodomy and the Lash-The Pogues:If there was anything that could define the emotion of depressed weariness, it would be this album&lt;br /&gt;3) Remain in Light-Talking Heads: Please take a moment to bow to Mr. Brian Eno. He and Byrne were the best two white guys to successfully blend foreign beats with rock(Well,okay, the Clash too.)&lt;br /&gt;4) Pinkerton-Weezer: The best personal character study of a sleazy nerd with a Japanese woman fetish ever. Also based on Madam Butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;5) Demon Days-Gorillaz: Second only to maybe Radiohead's Ok Computer, this will likely be the soundtrack playing during the apocalypse&lt;br /&gt;6) Tie: Unknown Pleasures and Closer-Joy Division: always nice for a gloomy winter day and very underated guitar work from Bernard Sumner&lt;br /&gt;7) New Day Rising-Husker Du: Celebrated Summer is one of the saddest beautiful songs ever recorded while Girl who lives on Heaven Hill, Perfect Example, and New Day Rising are quiet pop masterpieces&lt;br /&gt;8) London Calling-The Clash: the only white boys to successfully mix ska, rockabilly, and punk all on one excellent album&lt;br /&gt;9) Nevermind the Bollocks,Here's the Sex Pistols-Sex Pistols: Contrary to popular belief, Malcolm McLaren didn't construct this band by himself, rather Steve Jones and Glenn Matlock worked at his shop and they were the ones who auditoned John Lydon. All the better for it, I say.&lt;br /&gt;10) Quadrophenia-The Who: The best teen angst album ever produced. Without this, there'd be no punk rock or even the good versions of emo&lt;br /&gt;11) : Nebraska-Bruce Springsteen: Proof that the man who wrote Born to Run had a much more darker, abstract side and thank god for that.&lt;br /&gt;12) Velvet Undeground and Nico- Velvet Underground: Lou reed is one of America's greatest unsung treasures. That is all.&lt;br /&gt;13) Farewell concert-Oingo Boingo: An insane blend of arena rock, ska, and ghoulish cabaret never sounded so epic&lt;br /&gt;14) David Bowie-Low: See the Stop Making sense entry. Bowie or Talking Heads + Eno=Pure magic&lt;br /&gt;15) Tie: First issue and Second edition-Public Image limited: The sound of a youngish soul lost and tormented(particularly noticable in Careering, Theme and Poptones)&lt;br /&gt;16) Singles Going Steady-Buzzcocks: The second coming of early Who and Beatles with more of a poppy flavor, but with the same tired and true love themes&lt;br /&gt;17) Ramones-Rocket to Russia: The result of a diet of heroin, comics, bad b- horror movies, bubblegum pop, and well, just about every fucking thing these kids from Queens could get their grubby mits on&lt;br /&gt;18) The Who sell out-The Who: The pop culture tribute to old radio that probably spawned the Ramones and slews of other excitable boys and girls&lt;br /&gt;19) In the Flat Field- Bauhaus: Dark Entries is practically Joy Division hepped up on Caffiene Pills and trust me, this is a compliment. Also worth hearing for Peter Murphy's wailing on double dare&lt;br /&gt;20) Times they are a changin and Freewheelin Bob Dylan-Bob Dylan: If the Lonsome death of Hattie Carrol and Girl from Northern County don't get you choked up, I don't know what to tell you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-5672716576014960987?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/5672716576014960987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=5672716576014960987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/5672716576014960987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/5672716576014960987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2010/03/current-list-of-my-favorite-albums-of.html' title='current list of  my favorite albums of all time'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-4175973257441318660</id><published>2010-03-19T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T23:09:39.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>obligatory Big star post</title><content type='html'>cross posted from livejournal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me just say I love the hell out of September gurls, I really do.This was the most heartbreaking part of the av club newsstory:"Chilton's death comes days before a Big Star event at the South By Southwest music festival that would have found him sharing a stage with Stephens and Hummell together for the first time in 35 years. That would have been something to see."&lt;a href="http://www.avclub.com/articles/rip-alex-chilton,39312/"&gt;http://www.avclub.com/articles/rip-alex-chilton,39312/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because I'm tired or re reading the articles I found for my Beloved essay(which i still need to start),but  I sweart to god I'm kinda close to tearing up about this. Here's some of the choice songs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://swill-merchant.blogspot.com/2010/03/children-by-million-sing-for-alex.html"&gt;http://swill-merchant.blogspot.com/2010/03/children-by-million-sing-for-alex.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the best cover I may've ever heard-Elliott Smith doing their song"Thirteen":&lt;a href="http://www.naiveharmonies.com/2010/03/stacks-big-star-thirteen.html"&gt;http://www.naiveharmonies.com/2010/03/stacks-big-star-thirteen.html&lt;/a&gt;first Andrew Koenig and now Chilton.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-4175973257441318660?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/4175973257441318660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=4175973257441318660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/4175973257441318660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/4175973257441318660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2010/03/obligatory-big-star-post.html' title='obligatory Big star post'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-3794988312725347337</id><published>2010-01-22T20:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T20:20:50.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For conan</title><content type='html'>I thought this pogues song sums up his situation pretty damn well:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Old main drag: &lt;a href="http://forkknifemusic.com/2009/10/11/the-pogues/"&gt;http://forkknifemusic.com/2009/10/11/the-pogues/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-3794988312725347337?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/3794988312725347337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=3794988312725347337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/3794988312725347337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/3794988312725347337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2010/01/for-conan.html' title='For conan'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-2794079891792620534</id><published>2010-01-14T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T14:37:42.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tarantino goes to Jay-pan</title><content type='html'>Watching Kill Bill the other night inspired me to seek some Japanese zip album files today. There's plenty here if you're interested:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmichearse.blogspot.com/search/label/Japan"&gt;http://cosmichearse.blogspot.com/search/label/Japan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aseop is the Murdoc Niccals of Music blogs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-2794079891792620534?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/2794079891792620534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=2794079891792620534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/2794079891792620534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/2794079891792620534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2010/01/tarantino-goes-to-jay-pan.html' title='Tarantino goes to Jay-pan'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-5164491385812720880</id><published>2010-01-11T23:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T23:41:30.782-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playlist fun'/><title type='text'>Most epic valentine's day itunes playlist eva</title><content type='html'>and for some reason,I was highly compelled to make it in fuckin January:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Oh Oh I love her so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) The man I love-Zebedy(From a nice compilation of history of gay themed music through the 60s and 70s that I found at best buy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I wanna sleep in your arms-Modern Lovers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) She's the one-Heavens to Betsy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Love buzz-Nirvana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)  Good good things-Descendents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)Across the sea-Weezer(for the creepy lovers out there.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)White trash hillbilly trick- Peter Grudzien(from the same album as number 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)Eros-Rod Mckuen&lt;br /&gt;10) Baby won't ya-Mc5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Where've you been all my life- Fotomaker(from a power pop compilation that was released in 93-with artwork by dan clowes to boot!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Silly Girl-Descendents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13)All kindsa girls-Real Kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14)Get the time-Descendents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Laser Love-T rex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) See her tonite-The Damned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Love story-The lurkers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18)Someone I care about- The Modern Lovers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Looking at you-Mc5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) I wanna be your boyfriend-Ramones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21)Girlfriend- Modern Lovers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Christi Girl- Flash Cubes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) No other one-Weezer( This should totally be a ballad in a musical)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) Looking for a boy- Chris Robinson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) About a girl-Nirvana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) New Rose-The Damned&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-5164491385812720880?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/5164491385812720880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=5164491385812720880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/5164491385812720880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/5164491385812720880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2010/01/most-epic-valentines-day-itunes.html' title='Most epic valentine&apos;s day itunes playlist eva'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-5339068854498649801</id><published>2010-01-11T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:06:27.575-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disco'/><title type='text'>Djdja miss me?</title><content type='html'>Probably not cos no one's reading my blog I'll bet. phooey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last year was busy for me and there just wasn't anything particularly punk worthy to rave about. Although I can tell you I've gotten into some techno 7os/80s shit after picking up the pitchfork 500 book- I particularly like New Order, stuff of producer Gorgio Moroder and the old rap music ie africa bambakita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a few good mp3 blogs for stuff like that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://anightoutwithdiscodave.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://anightoutwithdiscodave.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;- a cute swedish dude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youngcreature.net/"&gt;http://www.youngcreature.net/&lt;/a&gt;- not so much 70s and 80s as there are modern 00s tracks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.arawa.fm/"&gt;http://www.arawa.fm/&lt;/a&gt;- lots of obscure stuff here, some of it wackyish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beatelectric.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://beatelectric.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;- lotsa soulful 70s 80s beats-good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for now,but I'll be back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-5339068854498649801?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/5339068854498649801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=5339068854498649801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/5339068854498649801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/5339068854498649801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2010/01/djdja-miss-me.html' title='Djdja miss me?'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-391836085831232332</id><published>2009-05-21T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T21:50:08.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good and evil</title><content type='html'>In one corner there's Fear:  &lt;a href="http://hearditbefore.wordpress.com/2009/05/17/beers-queers-and-fear/"&gt;http://hearditbefore.wordpress.com/2009/05/17/beers-queers-and-fear/&lt;/a&gt; a bunch of beer-drinking, horny jock punks  who throw around the word faggot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the other corner we have DYS Wolfpack:&lt;a href="http://cosmichearse.blogspot.com/2009/03/brotherhood.html"&gt;http://cosmichearse.blogspot.com/2009/03/brotherhood.html&lt;/a&gt; Angelic, straight-edge, likably celibate, uh, Jock punks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So which wins the battle? No idea, but it'd be fun to watch,no?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-391836085831232332?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/391836085831232332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=391836085831232332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/391836085831232332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/391836085831232332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2009/05/good-and-evil.html' title='Good and evil'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-3798266492059063828</id><published>2009-03-07T00:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T02:03:06.777-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='analysis'/><title type='text'>"Childhood is short,maturity is forever</title><content type='html'>Okay kids,I have a little reading assignment for you all, read the following lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All-O-gistics by the Descendents:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://plyrics.com/lyrics/descendents/allogistics.html"&gt;http://plyrics.com/lyrics/descendents/allogistics.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween-Dead Kennedys:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://plyrics.com/lyrics/deadkennedys/halloween.html"&gt;http://plyrics.com/lyrics/deadkennedys/halloween.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minor Threat-Minor Threat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://plyrics.com/lyrics/minorthreat/minorthreat.html"&gt;http://plyrics.com/lyrics/minorthreat/minorthreat.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,I want you to really think about what these lyrics are saying, the tones may be different,but they all share the same theme: A celebration of youthful freedom. However, consider the personas these frontmen exhibited: Ian was serious about uniting teenagers together to change the world, Jello was satire and sarcasm   and Milo was, well, a kid: an awkward, lovelorn, goofy kid. Think back to  your high school peers: they were underdeveloped, nervous about the future, and working out life in general. With all these stresses in life, adolescents either turned to snarkiness or retreated to their own little world of immature jokes and obsessions( farts,junk food,women,etc.) as a form of escape. They want to be their own person and understand the world on their own terms and enjoy themselves before adulthood hits. Thus, I think All-O-gistics captures this time of life. Minor Threat and Halloween seemed more like calls of  action or moralistic statements: Individuality without actual appeal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-3798266492059063828?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/3798266492059063828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=3798266492059063828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/3798266492059063828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/3798266492059063828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2009/03/childhood-is-shortmaturity-is-forever.html' title='&quot;Childhood is short,maturity is forever'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-6859721262779681062</id><published>2009-02-11T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T23:06:36.031-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review quickies'/><title type='text'>Bad Brains-I against I</title><content type='html'>The best of the hardcore bands gone metal records: starts out generic,but  builds up a good rhythm by the third song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-6859721262779681062?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/6859721262779681062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=6859721262779681062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/6859721262779681062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/6859721262779681062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2009/02/bad-brains-i-against-i.html' title='Bad Brains-I against I'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-4335277144048808174</id><published>2009-02-06T00:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T00:10:25.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>requirum for Lux</title><content type='html'>My thoughts on Lux here: &lt;a href="http://elastic-spam.livejournal.com/354278.html"&gt;http://elastic-spam.livejournal.com/354278.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-4335277144048808174?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/4335277144048808174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=4335277144048808174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/4335277144048808174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/4335277144048808174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2009/02/requirum-for-lux.html' title='requirum for Lux'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-183487945988274081</id><published>2009-01-20T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T14:02:02.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Without a doubt..</title><content type='html'>The most intense straight edge band EVER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://crucifiedforyoursins.blogspot.com/2009/01/negative-fx-st-1984.html"&gt;http://crucifiedforyoursins.blogspot.com/2009/01/negative-fx-st-1984.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously folks, this is Minor Threat on PCP. Hahhahah I know, ironic, right??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-183487945988274081?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/183487945988274081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=183487945988274081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/183487945988274081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/183487945988274081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2009/01/without-doubt.html' title='Without a doubt..'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-850006763685367055</id><published>2009-01-15T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T21:43:10.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>About a girl..</title><content type='html'>Get the Lowdown on The Singles soundtrack here: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://garagepunk.ning.com/profiles/blogs/rockin-with-90s-grungesong-by"&gt;http://garagepunk.ning.com/profiles/blogs/rockin-with-90s-grungesong-by&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other music news, I checked out Y by the pop group, it wasn't anything special.. sorta like Pere Ubu with pianos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-850006763685367055?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/850006763685367055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=850006763685367055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/850006763685367055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/850006763685367055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2009/01/about-girl.html' title='About a girl..'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-7168356737048153329</id><published>2009-01-01T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T18:49:40.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>Enjoy some Mexican Ramones: &lt;a href="http://theeheadveins.blogspot.com/search/label/zeros"&gt;http://theeheadveins.blogspot.com/search/label/zeros&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal favorite tracks: Main street brat(Generic,but damn catchy), Handgrenade Heart, Wild Weekend, and Going Nowhere Fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-7168356737048153329?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-810754062031103317</id><published>2008-12-24T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T21:40:39.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This holiday season..</title><content type='html'>Put a lil bit of 80s letterman in your heart:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KtaPyKdiRuI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KtaPyKdiRuI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-810754062031103317?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/810754062031103317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=810754062031103317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/810754062031103317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/810754062031103317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-holiday-season.html' title='This holiday season..'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-2744087639989861544</id><published>2008-12-17T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T18:36:09.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop! Mr. Show time.</title><content type='html'>I'd like to take a short break from my finals studying to show you some fine quality Mr. Show sketches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeepers Creepers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bxfxfh9w44g"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bxfxfh9w44g&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excellent singing from one David Cross there. Oh, and Jack Black too,of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun fact: The giant cliff David walks up on was where the fight between Captain Kirk and Gorn was filmed. Oh, and David nearly slipped off the cliff to his death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kidnapper:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uLuZGlwStBM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uLuZGlwStBM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, Bob does his best Henry Rollins impersonation. Sadly, he doesn't smash the mirror a la damaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swear to God:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EM4hp9kz_A4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EM4hp9kz_A4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just watch this one, Bob's the best man at acting angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, one of my favorites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZI0hvm10AHo"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZI0hvm10AHo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZI0hvm10AHo&amp;amp;feature=channel_page"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-2744087639989861544?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/2744087639989861544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=2744087639989861544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/2744087639989861544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/2744087639989861544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2008/12/stop-mr-show-time.html' title='Stop! Mr. Show time.'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-487521120475860366</id><published>2008-11-23T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T13:38:07.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure Hell-Noise Addiction</title><content type='html'>Link here:&lt;a href="http://downunderground.blogspot.com/search?q=Pure+Hell"&gt;http://downunderground.blogspot.com/search?q=Pure+Hell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, this is one of the best stooges-style bands ever and one of the first black punk bands as well, a few years before the Bad Brains even!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also reminds me of Prince for some reason, I guess it's due to the hypersexuality displayed. so..yeah, if Prince went the punk route, this would be the end result.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-487521120475860366?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/487521120475860366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=487521120475860366' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/487521120475860366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/487521120475860366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2008/11/pure-hell-noise-addiction.html' title='Pure Hell-Noise Addiction'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-161965671840760524</id><published>2008-11-23T00:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T00:35:53.634-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Stiff Little Fingers</title><content type='html'>So what can I say about their debut Inflammable Material? Well, it's pretty rusty and sharp. It reminds me of a war torn junkyard full of old metal that could easily give someone tetanus and this is a good quality. The two best songs here are the title track and Breakout because Jake really sounds like Elvis Costello with a throat fulla cigarettes and phleghm. Barbed Wire Love is another amazing song about star crossed lovers that ends with the hero's legs getting blown off. I can definitely picture them pissing around Belfast, kicking scattered trash, dodging the army, and avoiding barbed wire all while yearning for freedom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-161965671840760524?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/161965671840760524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=161965671840760524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/161965671840760524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/161965671840760524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2008/11/stiff-little-fingers.html' title='Stiff Little Fingers'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-5458037976129848667</id><published>2008-11-14T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T13:21:21.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rip it up n start again</title><content type='html'>So a good acquaintence of mine, Andrew has moved his blog to here:&lt;a href="http://www.armagideon-time.com/"&gt;http://www.armagideon-time.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish him the best of luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,I have been recovering from a nasty cold,but damn it, that won't stop me from posting my ever changing list of top ten albums of all time, here's the latest edition:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Quadrophenia-The Who&lt;br /&gt;2)London Calling-The Clash&lt;br /&gt;3)Aladdin Sane-David Bowie&lt;br /&gt;4) Velvet Underground and Nico&lt;br /&gt;5)Iggy Pop-Lust for Life&lt;br /&gt;6)Stop Making Sense-Talking Heads&lt;br /&gt;7)New Day Rising-Husker Du&lt;br /&gt;8)Demon Days-Gorillaz&lt;br /&gt;9)Tom Tom Club-s/t&lt;br /&gt;10)Sex Pistols- Nevermnind the bollocks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-5458037976129848667?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/5458037976129848667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=5458037976129848667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/5458037976129848667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/5458037976129848667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2008/11/rip-it-up-n-start-again.html' title='rip it up n start again'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-9042370772790754469</id><published>2008-11-05T00:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T00:47:12.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Encouragement</title><content type='html'>Greetings everyone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this evening, the U.S experienced an exciting historical event:  the election of Barack Obama. However, there has also been some devestating news on the civil rights front: Florida and Arizona have passed gay marriage bans and all over the country,reproduction rights to abortion access has been restricted. However, with the much more open minded view of Obama, there's a big chance that these restrictions can be overturned. (In fact, you can see his views on important issues here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here now, is the song,I'm Not Down  by the Clash from their classic album London Calling. I know nothing about copying audio(or burning as the kids call it.hohoho),so the lyrics shall have to do:&lt;br /&gt;If it's true that a rich man leads a sad lifeN' that's what they from day to dayThen what do all the poor do with their lives?On judgment day with nothing to say?&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]I've been beat up, I've been thrown&lt;br /&gt;Out but I'm not down, I'm not down&lt;br /&gt;I've been shown up, but I've grown upAnd I'm not down, I'm not down&lt;br /&gt;On my own I faced a gang of jeering in strange streetsWhen my nerves were pumping and IFought my fear in, I did not run&lt;br /&gt;I was not done[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;And I have lived that kind of dayWhen one of your sorrows will go away&lt;br /&gt;It goes down and down and hit the floorDown and down and down some more&lt;br /&gt;Depression But I know there'll be some way&lt;br /&gt;When I can swing everything back my way&lt;br /&gt;Like skyscrapers rising up Floor by floor, I'm not giving up&lt;br /&gt;So you rock around and think that&lt;br /&gt;You're the toughestIn the world, the whole wide world&lt;br /&gt;But you're streets away from where&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gets the roughestYou ain't been there[Chorus]I'm not down [x7]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to paraphrase a quote from the Daily Show, I say to the yearnin and fighting masses, keep yearning and fighting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-9042370772790754469?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/9042370772790754469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=9042370772790754469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/9042370772790754469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/9042370772790754469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2008/11/encouragement.html' title='Encouragement'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-1141809847071761505</id><published>2008-11-02T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T12:47:55.982-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop culture education'/><title type='text'>All about Tank Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vEz60QfaZxU/SQ4Gh-73aHI/AAAAAAAAABM/NtiSpbGKH5Y/s1600-h/tank-girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264152195342231666" style="WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vEz60QfaZxU/SQ4Gh-73aHI/AAAAAAAAABM/NtiSpbGKH5Y/s320/tank-girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is tank girl and her boyfriend Booga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They live in the Australian outback where she had a bit of a military career cleaning toliets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's pretty tough,crude, and violent,but at heart, she just enjoys chaotic fun. Oh, and of course, she drives a tank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The comic was created by Alan Martin and Jamie Hewlett who went on to  co-create the group Gorillaz(I'll get to them eventually)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the comic had a personal soundtrack, it'd probably consist of this:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://suckingicecubes.blogspot.com/search/label/7%20year%20bitch"&gt;http://suckingicecubes.blogspot.com/search/label/7%20year%20bitch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a bit of this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.borninthebasement.net/?p=764"&gt;http://www.borninthebasement.net/?p=764&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also a giant coffee table book about the comic being released in November: &lt;a href="http://titanbooks.com/products/uk/10249-the_cream_of_tank_girl/"&gt;http://titanbooks.com/products/uk/10249-the_cream_of_tank_girl/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So order the comic collections on Amazon and please to enjoy! (as they say on the internet.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-1141809847071761505?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/1141809847071761505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=1141809847071761505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/1141809847071761505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/1141809847071761505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2008/11/all-about-tank-girl.html' title='All about Tank Girl'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vEz60QfaZxU/SQ4Gh-73aHI/AAAAAAAAABM/NtiSpbGKH5Y/s72-c/tank-girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-5248198232483344598</id><published>2008-11-02T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T01:09:56.669-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='great things'/><title type='text'>A picture post of things that are great</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vEz60QfaZxU/SQ1f3Pznb6I/AAAAAAAAAA8/sgMxNDC2jqE/s1600-h/cbgb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263968942206447522" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vEz60QfaZxU/SQ1f3Pznb6I/AAAAAAAAAA8/sgMxNDC2jqE/s200/cbgb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CBGBS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vEz60QfaZxU/SQ1eukcn4zI/AAAAAAAAAA0/1ZVAMM1pTNg/s1600-h/Mst3k-722883.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263967693616702258" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vEz60QfaZxU/SQ1eukcn4zI/AAAAAAAAAA0/1ZVAMM1pTNg/s200/Mst3k-722883.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mystery Science Theatre 3000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vEz60QfaZxU/SQ1dxi3bjvI/AAAAAAAAAAs/jY5uyaWwHgs/s1600-h/john-k_article.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263966645220249330" style="WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vEz60QfaZxU/SQ1dxi3bjvI/AAAAAAAAAAs/jY5uyaWwHgs/s200/john-k_article.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Kricfalusi's art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vEz60QfaZxU/SQ1dpOBLb3I/AAAAAAAAAAk/QU47Op8NB0M/s1600-h/Keith-Haring-Untitled--1982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263966502185037682" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vEz60QfaZxU/SQ1dpOBLb3I/AAAAAAAAAAk/QU47Op8NB0M/s200/Keith-Haring-Untitled--1982.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith Harring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vEz60QfaZxU/SQ1djVdCB2I/AAAAAAAAAAc/IEMyLWoBHEc/s1600-h/MrShowGreen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263966401101694818" style="WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vEz60QfaZxU/SQ1djVdCB2I/AAAAAAAAAAc/IEMyLWoBHEc/s200/MrShowGreen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Show&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-5248198232483344598?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/5248198232483344598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=5248198232483344598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/5248198232483344598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/5248198232483344598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2008/11/picture-post-of-things-that-are-great.html' title='A picture post of things that are great'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vEz60QfaZxU/SQ1f3Pznb6I/AAAAAAAAAA8/sgMxNDC2jqE/s72-c/cbgb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827965347384469124.post-7595158427849307061</id><published>2008-11-01T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T00:03:09.026-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introduction'/><title type='text'>Let me cut this dance to introduce myself as the chosen one to speak</title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Jenny Maurer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my other blog:&lt;a href="http://elastic-spam.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://elastic-spam.livejournal.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is my other music based blog: &lt;a href="http://garagepunk.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?user=waus90you72p"&gt;http://garagepunk.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?user=waus90you72p&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827965347384469124-7595158427849307061?l=fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/feeds/7595158427849307061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1827965347384469124&amp;postID=7595158427849307061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/7595158427849307061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827965347384469124/posts/default/7595158427849307061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortawesome-jm.blogspot.com/2008/11/let-me-cut-this-dance-to-introduce.html' title='Let me cut this dance to introduce myself as the chosen one to speak'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03223879013564312871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
