Sunday, May 15, 2005

Your daily dose of Headsick and Hatred.

It's like Orwell's Two Minute Hate, only with a point.


And this should make you laugh, and this should make you cheer.

(Thanks to Laura for the links.)

Some real posts will be coming soon, just as soon as I've finished the Jenny Everywhere story I'm working on.

Furthermore, if you're in the Stokenchurch area tonight, get your arse down to Studley Green Community Centre to see myself, saney, Talyn and others perform as The And The Horse You Rode In Ons. Turn up around seven, tickets are four pounds on the door. Bring a bottle, or preferably many bottles.


At 11:59 am, Anonymous Anonymous said...

*bow* Furthermore, Ann Coulter in "bit of a fibber" shock -

Good luck tonight!

- Laura

At 1:43 am, Blogger Sable X. Veins said...

Pff, yeah, "good luck." Your rhythm guitarist can't tell his arse from his E-bow.

As predicted, the economics article did insult my ego. My ego is feeling particularly battered at the moment. I blame the altitude and low humidity.

Why isn't Laura writing for us? Seems to me like she ought to be. She contributes more than most of the other writers on our contributors' list combined.

At 8:57 am, Blogger Withiel said...

"Your rhythm guitarist can't tell his arse from his E-bow."

I beg to differ - I hear he is a man of great skill and taste, who can not only impress a crowd with his mad sk1llz0rz, but also spell "elbow" properly.

At 3:07 pm, Blogger Sable X. Veins said...

And thus do you demonstrate, Withiel, that you really can't tell your arse from your E-bow. An E-bow is an electronic device which allows the skilled guitarist to achieve indefinite sustain and a violin-like sound on his electric guitar.

Back of the net!

How was the first public exhibition?

At 8:33 am, Blogger Withiel said...

Surprisingly not-bad - your drummer liked it, despite the fact that the sound was so bad that I had no idea what key any of our opening number was in. Furthermore, saney's guitar solos while leaping up and down off stage blocks seemed to impress the audience. Might have another gig on the 27th.

At 1:11 pm, Blogger Thaddeus "B." Glands said...

It should be noticed that I personally have no idea whether or not my antics impressed anyone, because I was too busy doing them to notice.

Bring on Gig No. 2.

At 3:07 pm, Blogger Sable X. Veins said...

"Your drummer liked it"

- but my drummer likes Cradle of Filth. Gutted.

At 4:06 pm, Blogger Withiel said...

Fuck. She did say we sounded like Bauhaus, though. And Bauhaus PLAYED WITH ALAN MOORE. Therefore, we win.

At 7:26 pm, Blogger Sable X. Veins said...

Yeah, well, I've masturbated in more chruches than you have.

At 8:52 am, Blogger Withiel said...

You're right. I don't even know what a chruch is.
/sobs uncontrollably/

At 2:44 pm, Blogger Sable X. Veins said...

A chruch is very much like a church, except that it is designed to embarrass subeditors of radical online journals.

At 6:14 pm, Blogger Sable X. Veins said...

"It's like Orwell's Two Minute Hate, only with a point."

The point of Orwell's Two Minute Hate was to dissipate/redirect the anger and frustration created by low and ever-decreasing quality of life, fear, and political and cultural impotence.

At 7:27 pm, Blogger Withiel said...

Yes. This is the case. But this is the Two Minute Hate with a real target.

At 10:51 pm, Blogger Sable X. Veins said...

The target of Orwell's Hate was Emmanuel Goldstein, Jew and advocate of democracy. However, yes, there was question as to whether he's real or (more likely) invented by the Party as a control element (like Satan).



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