Monthly Archives: December 2003

… and we leave you (and 2003) with the rather disturbing news that William Shatner is set to release a new album. May you live long and prosper nonetheless – have a great year!

Meet Cage & Alice. He’s an abusive paranoid schizophrenic. She’s a selfish sadistic bitch. Two lab rats utilized to test the effects of massive habitual cocaine use.

United Mutation’s latest newsletter has just hit my inbox.

Tulipàn, an Argentine condom brand, has by far the funniest website in the business. I clicked all the links just to see what dog would come up next! :)

Through all of musical history, the Les Paul has remained virtually unchanged, because no one would dare change it. Except for Henry Juszkiewicz, Gibson’s mercurial CEO. He wants to shove an Ethernet cable into it.

Introducing Uncle Beat: Home of the Bootleg Vines.

…by Ozzy Osbourne & Dweezil. Happy wah-wah everyone!! (thanks francesco from zutalors)

“I’m so sick of arming the world, then sending troops over to destroy the fucking arms, you know what I mean? We keep arming these little countries, then we go and blow the shit out of them. We’re like the … Continue reading →

Wow, LOVE your sweater! And your golden pants too!

…and the prize for the most bland, boring, irritating, braindead and over-commercialized musical genre goes to rap/hip-hop/r&b: “Of the 111 songs in the Billboard Top 20, 43 had brands in the lyrics. The most mentioned brand: Mercedes Benz. Only one … Continue reading →

Further adding to your holiday season indigestion: Sidney, Part Two is up.

Want to hear George Duke’s ’74 solo excursion “I Love The Blues, She Heard My Cry”? You can. Or maybe you prefer 10 different versions of “Yo Mama”? No problem. A Xmas compilation that doesn’t suck™? You got it. And … Continue reading →

“On December 21, 1940, Frank Jr. came into the world – or actually almost didn’t come into the world. Mom was in labor with Frank for thirty-six hours and they both almost died. Frank came into the world butt first, … Continue reading →

In order to break through the imbecilism created by the division between thought and entertainment, commerce and academia, Militant Esthetix is holding an International Conference of Esemplastic Zappology (ICE-Z, because it sounds like a rapper).

Had Frank Zappa been Canadian, we would now all love a guitar ditty by the name of “Black Serviettes”.