Je sais que tu prendras soin de mon ame

Stupid decided to have a convention this morning, right there on I-70 East. Oh how I detest Columbus drivers.

I've been damn near obsessed for a few weeks now with an old French pop song. And I'm manning up and admitting it. "Le Moribond" by Jacques Brel (which I apparently make a funny face whilst saying) is just a gorgeous song, with lyrics to match:

Je veux qu'on rie
Je veux qu'on danse
Je veux qu'on s'amuse comme des fous
Je veux qu'on rie
Je veux qu'on danse
Quand c'est qu'on me mettra dans le trou

Roughly translated:

I want everyone to laugh
I want everyone to dance
I want everyone to party like a bunch of fools
I want everyone to laugh
I want everyone to dance
When they come to put me in my grave

Absolutely gorgeous.

What's sad is that I only discovered it thanks to this man:



Zach Condon, from the supercool band Beirut (shown here with the most supercool of instruments, the baritone). He covered the song at South by Southwest earlier this year in Austin, and put that performance on the Elephant Gun single - ie another one of my favorite songs of all time.

And of course, me being the music geek I am, I had to find the original version.

The rest is last.fm history.

Teh Dickage

As written in a Facebook note by the Benjones:

Dick Cheney is having heart problems again He's had 4 heart attacks already, so I think that leave him with 3 horcruxes.

Zing.

Zing indeed, sir. Zing, indeed.

DINOSAUR THIEFIN'

So Dinosaur Comics - a rather dashing daily webcomic from Canadian Ryan North - made me roffle my ass off today. If I weren't in the computer lab, I'd have roffled it clean off.



Click Pic to read it.

Supercool, Vol. 1

Spiked hair? Check.
Aviator shades? Check
Hollister t-shirt and a sweet metro jacket? Check
Permanently attached bluetooth headset? Check

Ladies and gentlemen, I give you the ubertool.

Random Joys: THE POWER TO MANIFEST WATER BWAHAHA

Does anyone else, while in the shower, let the water flow down their arms and off their fingertips? It gives the greatest sense of superpowers.

Aquaman, eat my bubbles!

Reasons I'm Going to Hell: Dennis Quaid

CNN: Dennis Quaid's Twins Given Overdose

Dennis Qauid's twins were accidentally given an overdose of blood thinner while in the hospital.

I want to make a Lindsay Lohan reference here. I so want to.

Reasons I'm Going to Hell: Spanish Class

Preparing for a composition evaluation next week, my Spanish 101 professor was going over an example composition. Like a number of Spanish teachers do, he led with the start of the sentence, in this case, being "Me gusta...[I forget the rest.]" So he begins the English translation with a trailing, "I like...?" and while I kept my mouth shut, I couldn't stop my brain.

"Big butts and I cannot lie.."

I suppose I'm developing a knack for breaking into hip-hop songs at inopportune moments.

As Seen On Craig's List (Back to Posting Random Crap from Elsewhere On the Internet)

You were on the sidewalk with a gaggle of your friends and you were all rushing toward the curb. I hit my brakes, afraid that you were going to run into the street, but you flashed me instead.

Never before have I believed in love at first sight. They were shapely and round and oh-so-generously proportioned, with smooth creamy skin, and they were proudly standing up with the resilience of youth. I immediately began thinking of all the things I could do with your breasts -- we could go for long walks together on misty mornings, have dinner in romantic restaurants, go for bike rides around the lake. I began to imagine a lifetime of waking up with your breasts in my face, continuing to love them as age and gravity inevitably take their toll.

I could write poems for your pom-poms, ditties for your titties. Eat your heart out Keats -- who needs a Grecian urn when I've got a pair of ice cream sundaes with cherries on top?

I'm almost certainly too old for you, but I think I could still have a meaningful relationship with your boobs.

'cause I know that side of me that wants to grab the yoke from the pilot and fly the whole mess into the sea

I'm leaving for Bowling Green, Kentucky, on Friday, and I need tuneskis for the
six-hour (each way) drive. So what is a music nurd like me to do?



MIXTAPE!

Yes, yet another mixtape. This one's a spot of pride considering I literally started on it last night.

THE TRACKS:
1. Golden Earring, "Radar Love"
2. Peter Bjorn and John, "Young Folks"
3. Dave Matthews Band, "Ants Marching"
4. Islands, "Rough Gem"
5. a-ha, "Take On Me"
6. Wolfmother, "Joker & the Thief"
7. The Subways, "Oh Yeah"
8. The Killers, "Change Your Mind"
9. OK Go, "Don't Ask Me"
10. Hot Hot Heat, "Goodnight Goodnight"
11. Babyshambles, "I Wish"
12. The Shins, "Young Pilgrims"
13. Gogol Bordello, "Wonderlust King"
14. New Radicals, "You Get What You Give"
15. Cary Brothers, "Ride"
16. The Wallflowers, "One Headlight"
17. Whitey, "Non Stop"
18. The Police, "Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic"
19. Eels, "Fresh Feeling"
20. Gordon Lightfoot, "The List"
21. Jack Johnson, "Constellations"

And last, but not least:

The Link

I-65 will never be the same.

Also in the works:

Christmas 2007 Mix (also, the 06 Mix will be re-upped for nostalgia's sake)
Summer Mix 2 (because in hindsight, the first one kind of sucked)
and a bunch of schweet covers and stuff like that.

Reasons I'm Going To Hell: Wheelchair

I couldn't help it, I swear.

Every now and then, in front of the Kroger on Hilliard-Rome Road, you'll see some of the old folks from the surrounding apartments out and about. One of them was crossing the street in her motorized wheelchair and I had to:

"They see me rollin', they hatin'..."

Euros on Crack Revisited

So some of you who read this blog early on may very well remember the post I wrote back in...wow, it was in June. I wrote about the weirdness that was, and is, Eurovision (Read it here). Well, contest favorite Verka Serduchka keeps on keeping on, and that infectious little diddy? It's been remixed about a bajillion times. The below is amazing and hilarious and all sorts of things. In closing, it is what happens when European people on crack are remixed by other European people on crack.

NOOOOOOOOO

Adored Mailing List Recipients,

With much regret The Decemberists have cancelled the remainder of "The Long and Short of It" tour.

One of our band members has been ill for a while but we thought all would be well in time for these tour dates. After a couple shows, though, it has become clear that the illness is much worse than we had initially realized. We need to return home so our friend can mend.

It saddens us to disappoint our fans. We hope everybody understands it is only because of an extreme situation that we had to cancel a tour we've all been excited about doing since the idea was originally hatched.

Our deepest apologies but at this time no plans are being made to reschedule the dates. Ticket holders should seek refunds at point of purchase.

Yours,

The Decemberists

And indie kids across this great nation let out a collective "FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!"

Yep, The Decemberists have canceled the rest of their tour, including the stop here in C-Bus.