Archive for May, 2009

So I Have A New Roommate

May 28, 2009

Yup, there’s some fresh meat at my house.  Unfortunately though, this new dweller never pays rent, makes us buy his food, and leaves his shit everywhere.

His attitude is terrible.  It’s not uncommon to see him just strolling around the place with a pompous attitude, yet he whines like a little bitch if you go somewhere without him.  His bipolar tendencies can constantly throw you off as he’ll seem fine one minute and then all pissy the next.  And when you actually do want him around, he tends to just fall asleep, sometimes on the couch right next to you, as if to say, “That’s great, but anything could be more entertaining than you right now.”

He walks around the house like he owns the place.  He knocks shit over without picking it up, refuses to bathe, and goes through food like a savage. Although I guess the last one is rather fitting seeing as his name is…

Jawsfinal

In case you haven’t figured it out, I got a dog.  And he’s quite a little fucker.

Review: The Hussy – Winter Daze

May 27, 2009

I have to start off by apologizing for not updating the blog for a while, but it’s been a trying fortinight.  You see, I recently received a couple of 7” from the Madison, WI duo The Hussy.  Upon receiving the record, I quickly realized that I don’t have a record player.  So the first couple of days that their albums were in my possession I was busy making calls to friends, trying desperately to temporarily procure one of those fancy phonographs.  And after a few long days, I was able to get my hands on a turntable.  Fate was finally smiling on me, or so I thought.

Because I tend to listen to the music I’m reviewing as I write the review, I booted up my computer as soon as the record player was hooked up.  I walked away from the monitor for a minute and upon returning viewed a blue screen with words and numbers I had never seen before.  Being a technical retard, I called my roommate Jeremy downstairs.  After a quick investigation, he informed me that my computer’s hard drive had crashed.  So the for the small fee of a medium Pizza Hut pizza, Jeremy was nice enough to get everything working again in less than a day.  I did lose everything that was previously saved, but I didn’t care.  I had my computer back and was ready to write a review, right?

I turned my computer on, turned the record player on, and started listening to Side B’s opener “Head Set,” and suddenly all the trouble seemed worth the wait.  This band really seemed to cut through all the bullshit, giving an incredible high energy “garage rock on crack” feel.  I actually checked the liner notes of the album to reconfirm that there were only two people in this band.  I couldn’t wait for the next track.  Unfortunately, I’m still waiting.

As soon as the first track ended and the next one, “Winter Daze,” began, the turntable slowed down to an eventual halt, never to start again.  This isn’t even my record player, and now it’s broke.  I started to wonder if some higher power just didn’t want me to write a review.  If that actually was the case, I’m really spitting in the face of some deity.   Because even though I didn’t get to hear this release in its entirety, I did check out as much as I could online.  And believe me, it’s all really fucking good.

So be sure to check out The Hussy and buy all their shit.  And seeing as most of the people who read this blog reside in the Milwaukee area, go check them out live…

June 5th @ Linneman’s

June 19th @ Frank’s Power Plant

July 3rd @ Frank’s Power Plant

July 17th @ Globe South

A Previous Engagement

May 11, 2009

Attention single women:  Are you looking for a man who…

  1. Could spend an entire evening watching 1980’s pro wrestling videos.
  2. Can ignore you for hours on end while simultaneously playing hockey-themed video games.
  3. Enjoys endless conversation about film or music simply because it gives him an opportunity to look smart and act snobby.
  4. Is just good-looking enough to not be considered ugly.

Well, if this is what you’re looking for, I have some bad news.  I’ve already discovered someone who was seeking all these things.  Her name is Jackie, and she’s way cooler than you.

So imagine my surprise when I popped the question at her roller derby bout last weekend and she actually accepted.  Don’t believe me?  Check out the video below that my roommate Jeremy took of the whole thing. (Then go check out his super happy fun awesome site here.)

So thanks to the Brew City Brusiers (specifically Pop Tart & Gloria Hole), for giving me the opportunity to turn myself into a nervous wreck in front of a thousand people.