daft punk - robot rock_oh yeah

at 2:28, vanity drops like rock sacks and everybody shoots rocket fuel out their feet. scales fly out from underlids and gathering blurs bright becoming; repentance, salvation, flaming tongues of grace. oh, how great a debtor i am constrained to be.

Lynn Williams - Don't Be Surprised

Woot woot for true love. And for the accompanying slow divorce from reality that seems, inevitably, to follow.

A Number of Names - Shari Vari

The greatest thing to happen in the year 1981 was me. The second greatest thing to happen in 1981 is this song by Detroit (that's right, Detroit) underground party heroes, A Number of Names. I might have that order mixed up, but I don't think I do.

unsatisfied classical guitar wunderkind and aspiring bluesman, ralph macchio, attempts to win back the soul of old willie brown, foolishly traded away long ago down at the crossroads. if ralph wins this guitar battle in hell against steve vai, willie's soul is free, if he loses, satan keeps willie's AND ralph's souls. good grief! let's watch:

it was sorta like leaning into a tornado. no talk, no checks, no encore. just 25 solid minutes of furious, bone-bending rock & roll. if you can, you won't regret it.

my favorite from blood visions

my shadow - jay reatard

and this because it destroys

wounded - jay reatard

I've been in love with this for a while. The band (or dude...or whatever) is Ola Podrida. It's directed by a guy who made a movie called The Guatemalan Handshake, which I'm pretty sure I need to see.

He's thinking about eating a chicken wing.

There isn't any around yet, but I don't mind.

Yoko Ono - Listen, The Snow Is Falling