Saturday, January 15, 2011

Thrash Bandicoot

One friend calls today, "Football Armageddon." The Ravens and Steelers game is bound to be a slobknocking grudge match. Steelers are - 3 pt. favorites. Why? SuperBowl/Playoff experience. Moreover, the trench is going to be in Pittsburgh, as opposed to MD. Oh Yeah, and Troy Polamolecules. Boom.

Friday, January 14, 2011

One Blood

Truth & Conquest Pt. II

Originally by Tom Waits, "I Don't Wanna Grow Up" is a timeless number. Simplicity and bravado packed with an authentic Southern punch. The lyrics? Eerily applicable. I have posted the original and Mr. Carll's version, you be the judge of which one you like. Happy Friday, Everybody. Got 4 big NFL playoff games this weekend. Also, if your looking for some global-throwback-blogging, one of my good friends has a real beauty in the works: suburbanprotocol.blogspot.com

Truth & Conquest PT. I


Thursday, January 13, 2011

Hill Top Gliders

Courtesy of NPR. Let it glide.

Obtuse Angles

Yesterday at Super Target, I bought two pairs of sweat pants for just shy of $30 greenbacks. Today, I am looking to wear one of those pairs of sweat pants. Enjoy your Thursday Everybody.

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Slibbert's Selection

Picture First. Explanation to follow.



It is ultra-rare that Little Sister provides a noteworthy selection. This one couldn't have been more obvious. She called me from across the hall last night to ask, "What is the song from the trailer of The Social Network?" After some quick youtube and google research, we found our Holy Grail of the moment and here it is. It's a cover of Radiohead's "Creep," and is pretty remarkable. The use of expletives in choral form is down-right honest and can find it's way in to the nooks of your brain that make you tick.

One quick note: When my family and I got off of the plane in Bonaire, we had been traveling throughout the entire night. Airlines don't seem to serve in-flight meals anymore, so I was hungry, swampy and a little bit irate. But My God - - There was a color in the air that was so fantastic. Mash an old technicolor musical with a Disney movie, slap it on a canvas - and let it sit for a few weeks. Then put it on display. I was foolish not to have captured it, or even to have tried to capture it myself, but the elder sister did. It somehow fuses with this "Creep" cover and somehow, at least in my mind, makes something really beautiful, collectively.




Monday, January 10, 2011

56th & Barbershop

Bleak & Dreary. Gray Clouds. Light Mist. Let Boombox infiltrate.