LAYIN IT DOWN

I'll be nearly unfindable for the next few days. I will be returning with broadband. It will be glorious. For now, I leave you with this:



-mason

Ukulele magic.

This is George Formby star of stage and screen. He played the banjolele [I want one!] and the ukulele. He was sort of similar to Cliff Edwards aka "Ukulele Ike" only British and with bigger teeth. Much bigger teeth. I think he looks like a young George Burns but again with much worse teeth. This song is chock-full of euphemisms and innuendo, and at one point was banned, from what? radio? being publicly performed? I don't know. All I know is it makes me happy and want to do a little dance.

George Formby - With My Little Ukulele in My Hands

TRIBUTE TO THE COMPILATOR

Ringo Starr - The No No Song.mp3

Stay strong, Ben. You can beat that marijuana dependancy yet. We are pulling for you.

Hi Mason! pchops post should appear thusly:

Title: Hi Mason! pchops post should appear thusly:



First, I'd like to apologize for my recent absence. I've been
extremely busy being unemployed and coping with weak wireless signals.
Second, I'd like to thank the good Mason Butler aka
porkchopsandapplesauce for taking the time to post this entry by way
of his crappy dial-up connection. Thanks Mason! I hope you find the
topless Ike photo and accompanying tune worth the upload time.

Here we have the Reiko Ike, one of the fiercest and foxiest Japanese
sexploitation stars of the 70s. She began young, in her late teens,
but Iko-mania spread like wildfire and lasted decades longer than her
short lived film career. In the films I've seen of hers, she has
taken a lit cigarette to the nipple withouth shedding a tear, been the
victor in many a cat fight, crushed the hearts of countless men, and
destroyed notorious yakuza with a single hip shake. Well, OK, the hip
shake was a decoy, it was typically the grenade she tossed or the uzi
she fired that caused most of the destruction but you get the point.
Oh, and she was also a well-respected chanteuse. Ha! Just kidding.
She did put out a few records, and on her Reiko Ike Sings! recording
most of the tracks invlove her speaking in a sultry voice or moaning
and wimpering while loungy music plays in the background. When she
does attempt to sing it sounds like this:

editor's note: Renee sent me the track via Rapidshare. Rapidshare is not letting me get the apparently 26mb track. I'm going to post the link to it here and hopefully you'll have better luck than I - mason

Reiko Ike - Henshin

I know she hates this but this is how we have to do it because Portland sucks for being on the internet.

Heh, groovy, is it not!? Geez, then just watch her movies instead.

REBUS

a band named for the average amount of male ejaculate

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the rubber capital of the world, presumably also a city slowly mutating its residents with that burning rubber smell

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MCCARTNEY AND MANSON: MORE CONNECTED THAN YOU KNOW

Legend has it that Paul McCartney visited Portugal on holiday in 1968. While there, he got drunk with a hotel bar band and composed this song. If it were anyone else but Paul McCartney, such a song would've been stopped and dismissed as drunken mumbling (sample lyric: "Thank you for the trombone"). But, since it was Sir Paul's drunken mumbling, the song was considered finished and given to a guy called Carlos Mendes. If it weren't for that IMDB link, I would swear that this Mendes didn't even exist. Dude's voice sounds so much like Paul fucking around that I think I'm going to have to try to find more Mendes for comparison.

Another funny thing is that this record pointed out to me how similar the drugged out mumbly Paul voice is to one Charles Manson. It's really just in the phrasing of particular words, but it's still a funny coincidence in light of that whole Tate/LaBianca thing.

"Penina" was apparently only released on in Portugal and was not a hit because it sort of sucks. "Home Is Where You're Happy" was released over and over again on various Manson compilations, including one called "The White Album." Hmm....

(The internet tells me that there's a scrap from the Get Back sessions of The Beatles messing with "Penina". Anyone have that?)

YESTERDAY WAS BEN'S BIRTHDAY, I THINK

And this post has nothing to do with that. We have apparently discontinued Gloomy Sunday, which seems to leave everything here up to me and my 56k. Today, I present Magic Monday, a non-weekly feature brought to you this week by ...And The Native Hipsters. The rest of their stuff seems to be pretty dubby in that early 80's London Dub (Jah Wobble, etc) sort of way. This song just happens to be so grating to my ears that I can't help but love it.

Sorry that we are not keeping up our end of the bargain.

45 KING ON BLAST

Take this one, put it on endless loop and practice your Ed Lover dance.

Then take this one and learn an important lesson about how slowing down a few seconds of an intro can equal instant classic.