Friday, December 9, 2016

Weird Asshole Song

Here's another one of those weird songs. The drunk-guy-talking-backwards is the same one as last week. The song's got "asshole" in the title cuz the drunk guy thinks of himself as an asshole because he accidentally dropped a cake. I guess you can't tell from the song that that's the case. But I'm considering posting another version of the song next week that'll make all that stuff more clear, and stuff.

I apologize, again, for perseverating on that one theme; like usual, there's not much I can say about it, except that it has something to do with death.

I included a picture of the kitties because Baby Charlie (the one closest to the camera) is all cute and meows twice in the song.

Friday, December 2, 2016


This is a song with a drunk guy taking backwards in it. My ears at first heard this song as somewhat sacred sounding, so you could say it's a spiritual song written in the spirit of spirits.

Friday, November 25, 2016

Err Sreet Not (or That's Awesome)

I couldn't figure out whether to call this one Err Sreet Not or That's Awesome, cuz both of those phrases show up in the song. Or, like, the sample-dude sounds sort of like he's saying "That's Awesome" in places. But that might be a dumb title for a song, so maybe I should go with Err Sreet Not.

It's a little guitar-driven ditty, I guess you could say. I guess you could say that. I'm not sure what genre it reminds me of, but it reminds me of something. I'm not sure what, though. It's, like, some genre of female vocals and guitar-driven-ness. It's that genre, I guess you could say. But I dunno what it's called, or if it's an actual genre, for that matter.

Monday, November 21, 2016

Herb Shall We Sue a Foot

Whoops, that picture's a little lopsided there. Looks kinda like the prayer wheel is floating away.

Okay, wow, usually I just post stuff once a week, but this week is weird. I initially had reservations about posting this here song because the lead singer vocal part sounds like an animal in pain, in places, and I didn't know how that would sit with people. But the animal-in-pain nature of the vocals kind of goes with this week's recent events.

Crap, this is weird. Like, this is turning into the Stand with Standing Rock blog instead of a regular music blog, but I made a deal with myself that I can post as many Standing Rock posts as I want, as long as I include a song in each one. That way, I'm still conforming to the principles of this being a song blog.

But, yeah, after hearing about all these peaceful, unarmed people at Standing Rock getting doused with water cannons in sub-freezing weather, I had to do something about it. Made some phone calls today. All lines were busy at the White House (202-456-1111 or 202-456-1414), which might be a good sign, because I'm guessing lots of other people are making calls for the same reason as me. All lines were busy at the Morton Country Sheriff's dept (701-328-8118), too, but I left a VM.

Here's a link to Mark Ruffalo's Tumblr page. It's got this really good video on it of a man named Kendrick Eagle, asking President Obama to do something about this situation.

And here's the Standing Rock Sioux Tribe's website, again, in case you wanna make a donation.

In short, I felt motivated to post a song today, where I sound like an animal in pain, cuz that's how I feel. This is 2016, and people're bein' brutalized by the powers that be, and when the hell-fuck-hell-fuck-hell are Native Americans gonna start being treated decently????????

But, yeah. at some point, this blog'll go back to its regularly scheduled programming; hopefully sooner rather than later, because that'll mean that this whole thing has been resolved peacefully, and the Sioux Tribe at Standing Rock are finally getting treated with the respect that they deserve.

Friday, November 18, 2016

A Ruh Moo Ah Hedah Hedah

Here's another one of those weird songs. My kitty, Miss Daisy, is in it toward the end. It's not a very long song. I'm trying to figure out what to say about this one. I cain't think of much to say, except that I really like Miss Daisy's meow toward the end.


Here's the link to the Standing Rock Sioux Tribe's website again, so you can donate to them if you want.

I keep on wanting to post things about this, but I'm never sure what to say, cuz I already said a bunch of stuff a few posts ago. It keeps on freaking me out, and bothering me, and tying my guts on knots, to know that Native American people, who've been getting screwed over (to put it mildly) for 500 years are still getting screwed over and treated like shit in the 21st century. But it looks like the assholes who are trying to stick in this poopy pipeline might be running outta time or something. Like, it's gonna no longer be profitable or something, if they cain't get their dumb pipeline installed by Jan 1st. I hope that happens - I mean, I hope they cain't get their poopy pipeline in there by then, that's what I mean.

It scares me cuz the powers-that-be, which includes the government and all the poopy corporate money powers are all banded together to be all greedy and mean and stupid. And the thing is: it's not like the government or the mainstream media or anyone hooked into this web of corruption even wants to pretend to act like they're all ethical. They're not even trying to hide it anymore, because they don't think we can do anything about it. And I dunno if they're right or wrong. But I'll do whatever I can, cuz fuck them, that's why. Fuck, I dunno what I wanna say. I dunno, man.

But, in any event, I'm kinda getting sick of the forces of evil winning all the time. I hope the good guys (the Standing Rock Sioux Tribe, in this case) win this time around. I really hope so.

Friday, November 11, 2016

Nah Suh Duh Cessavie Doolb

Here's another one of those weird ones again. I couldn't figure out how to illustrate this song except to put a blue spirally thingy there. There's a wee bit of more of that perseveration on a theme I keep on doing. I feel kinda bad about all that perseveration. At some point, I might be all reveally and say what it's all about, but at the moment, I'm still bein' all private about the reasons for it (except to say it has something to do with death).

Fuck, I'm not sure what to say about this song. It's kind of sad and blue-colored. It kind of goes with my mood today. It's one of those sad-blue poopy days.

Thursday, November 3, 2016

Stoned At The Whole Foods

This is a song about what it would be like to walk around a Whole Foods store all stoned. I just felt that a song about that had to be written. The world needed a song about being stoned and walking around Whole Foods. I'm guessing it would be pretty intense.


On an unrelated note, I'm still gut-wrenchingly sad about how the Water Protectors at Standing Rock, ND are getting brutalized. Argh. I still cain't believe this shit is happening in 21st Century America. So, again, here's a link to the Standing Rock Sioux Tribe website, in case you want to make a donation to them.

Friday, October 28, 2016

Scoops Out

This here song's called "Scoops Out." I just recorded it today. It's another one of those weird ones.

Thursday, October 27, 2016

Fucked Up Version of Guardian Angels Song

Fuck, so I'm really worried about the situation in North Dakota right now, and what's happening to the Standing Rock Sioux Tribe, as they get brutalized by the militarized police forces because they don't want some dumb oil pipeline to poison their water. (#NoDAPL).

I'm feeling so fucked up right now because I feel like Wounded Knee: Part II is happening in America right now. I feel all dumb and impotent right now because there are awful things happening right now, right as I'm writing this dumb blog post, to a bunch of indigenous people right here in the United States. And why? Why is the government/police-whatever-you-wanna-call 'em moving in and brutalizing a bunch of peaceful people???? Because the Standing Rock Sioux Tribe (and a bunch of allies) are tryin' to protect their water. That's it - that's all. They're tryin' to protect their water. And their sacred burial grounds. And their land. That's why they're getting brutalized. 

What the fuck? What the fuck????????????????

So, I drew that picture of a sad face, because that's the icon I'm using the most on Facebook these days. I keep on using it every time I see a post on the awful things going on at Standing Rock. I just keep on using that sad-face icon and feeling all dumb and impotent.

Fuck. So, I'm posting a song, rather impulsively, because I felt like this song goes with the whole situation at hand. It's a fucked up version of the song from last week, the song about guardian angels who can't find the person they're looking out for. That's how I feel right now. I feel like I'm a fucked up guardian angel who wants to look out for the Water Protectors/Peaceful Protesters out there in North Dakota - and watching as they get brutalized and treated like shit (to say the least). I feel just as impotent as the angels in this fucked up version of a song about a fucked up situation. Fuck.

So here's the Standing Rock website link again, in case you wanna give 'em money. 

Friday, October 21, 2016

Guardian Angels

I had a dream last week about a woman who got real wasted at a party, and these people were sorta like her guardian angels. They went to save her cuz she was in a sorta unsafe situation. But they couldn't find her. (Oh, no!) That's what this song's about. It's about these guardian angels who go to save their charge, but they can't find her.

Backwards Forwards Presiden

This is the song from last week, but it's what it sounds like when you play it backwards. Actually, it's part of an old song from a long time ago. (The entry for it in this blog is: 5/10/14 But the song was really old even back then.)
The lyrics are:
"Go to sleep sleep really fast and you will not be aroused to find me find me in your head to find me in your head.
I am the president...I am the president of your head." Yesiree.


On an unrelated note, I wanted to post the link to the Standing Rock Sioux Tribe website again in case you wanna donate some money to them as they fight against the stupid Dakota Access pipeline.
It's creeping me out, big-time, that I'm living in the United States, and there's this big media blackout. I mean, none of the major news outlets are reporting this stuff that's going on there. And actual reporters that are there are getting thrown in jail and their cameras are getting taken away. And there's all this military force being used on people sitting in peaceful prayer and trying to protect their water source. I feel like I'm living in some horrible dictatorship. Maybe this country never was as free as I thought it was in the first place, and now it's just becoming more clear what a fucked up place it is. I mean, it never was that good of a country, given that it was founded on genocide. (90% of the indigenous people being wiped out is what I mean).
Anyway, yeah. These are crazy times we're living in. And it feels like time is speeding up. But that's a topic for another time.

Friday, October 14, 2016

Fucked up Song About a President

This is a fucked up song about a president. It's really hard to tell that's what it's about because it's one of those weird ones.

Thursday, October 6, 2016

Erdinisar Crow-Person

Here's the next song; it's another one of those cryptic ones. It's called Erdinisar Crow-Person. The picture above is a really old picture of a crow. I was too lazy to draw a new one.

Oh, poopshit. I just noticed that I accidentally posted the "Custer's Old Command" entry twice. I'm not sure how that happened. Whoops. I think Blog Spot sometime malfunctions, and that's why it's there twice. Sorry about that.