I'm getting left behind by internet lingo, or maybe I just don't care. Zombies? FAIL? Zombie-FAIL? Am I the only person who finds internet humour is increasingly becoming weirdly clandestine and unfunny? Or are you all laughing at the sad grouch from your big fuck-off roflcopters..?
ZOMG zombie kitteh? Laugh? I nearly fell out of the fuckin' roflcopter mate. Whatcha mean you don't get it? Haha zeitgeist FAIL!
STUFF
After Alphastates, Villagers and So I Watch you from Afar successfully mated with each other last week, there will be another
cross border initiative in the Purty Loft this Friday at 8pm. This week it costs €5 and will feature The Rags, Escape Act and John Shelly & The Creatures.
Former
Analogue and current
Hummingbird Mentality blogger, Gareth, could be insane. Why? Because he has recorded the most mental series of humour podcasts I ever heard. If you put them into your brain via your ears you will hear a batshit, possibly sexually deviant old professor called Frump guide you around various famous Dublin locations. It's called the Invisible Tour Guide and you should check it out
here.
Jason Lytle, the man behind Grandaddy, will soon return to the fray with his new solo-album 'Yours Truly, The Commuter'. Remember how mopey and destroyed Grandaddy sounded on their last two albums? I do. That shitty, grey day of the soul I bought Sumday. Listening to it was an exercise in spiritual drainage. Here was a document of a band who all hated each other and were chugging along on autopilot. It wasn't terrible, just average, but it was so bereft of life and energy that it upset me. After a few weeks I threw it in a bin. It remains to this day the only album I ever threw in a bin.
Well, Jason has come on a good bit, but not fully, since then. He's still bawling into his beer, 'drinking wine in the morning', sometimes maudlin, othertimes sentimentally optimistic, and always obsessed with prettiness. All of Grandaddy's musical stylings are present and correct on this record. The borderline cheesey melodies, the bashed up acoustics, wavering vocals and cheap synths - all there. In fact, this is a Grandaddy album in all but name. After one or two listens I have to say I like it but it makes me feel sad, even when it is trying to be happy. A lot of the lyrics are terribly raw and beat up. No alcoholic robot allegories here. Just an open look into the eyes of the hurting man behind them.
MP3: Jason Lytle-
Yours Truly, The Commuter
The album boasts the best song title I've heard so far this year: Birds encouraged him.
ZOMG zombie kitteh? Laugh? I nearly fell out of the fuckin' roflcopter mate. Whatcha mean you don't get it? Haha zeitgeist FAIL!
STUFF
After Alphastates, Villagers and So I Watch you from Afar successfully mated with each other last week, there will be another cross border initiative in the Purty Loft this Friday at 8pm. This week it costs €5 and will feature The Rags, Escape Act and John Shelly & The Creatures.
Former Analogue and current Hummingbird Mentality blogger, Gareth, could be insane. Why? Because he has recorded the most mental series of humour podcasts I ever heard. If you put them into your brain via your ears you will hear a batshit, possibly sexually deviant old professor called Frump guide you around various famous Dublin locations. It's called the Invisible Tour Guide and you should check it out here.
Jason Lytle, the man behind Grandaddy, will soon return to the fray with his new solo-album 'Yours Truly, The Commuter'. Remember how mopey and destroyed Grandaddy sounded on their last two albums? I do. That shitty, grey day of the soul I bought Sumday. Listening to it was an exercise in spiritual drainage. Here was a document of a band who all hated each other and were chugging along on autopilot. It wasn't terrible, just average, but it was so bereft of life and energy that it upset me. After a few weeks I threw it in a bin. It remains to this day the only album I ever threw in a bin.
Well, Jason has come on a good bit, but not fully, since then. He's still bawling into his beer, 'drinking wine in the morning', sometimes maudlin, othertimes sentimentally optimistic, and always obsessed with prettiness. All of Grandaddy's musical stylings are present and correct on this record. The borderline cheesey melodies, the bashed up acoustics, wavering vocals and cheap synths - all there. In fact, this is a Grandaddy album in all but name. After one or two listens I have to say I like it but it makes me feel sad, even when it is trying to be happy. A lot of the lyrics are terribly raw and beat up. No alcoholic robot allegories here. Just an open look into the eyes of the hurting man behind them.
MP3: Jason Lytle-Yours Truly, The Commuter
The album boasts the best song title I've heard so far this year: Birds encouraged him.
5 comments:
Hey! I flew that roflcopter filled with all the lolcats to safety. I should be knighted.
Also, what happened to your essay chump? Let me guess, 1,450 words? ZOMBIE FAIL!
I usually ask catherine backpedalbrakes about internet stuffage like rofl and lol and kitteh and whatever the fook. i really don't get it but the zombie thing is fine by me...although i don't get zombie FAIL either.
should we start our own internet crap and see if it takes off? how about cucumber sandwich FAIL? offal FAIL offalcopter?
PWN
i thought roflcopter was a word you made up until i searched it on google.
It was a made up by a moderator on World Of Warcraft.
Yup. I've been listening to the Jason Lytle album too - well, the stream from NPR until the CD shows up: NPR streamReading about how the band broke up does kind of explain the largely unbrilliant last album, but this new one is quite excellent.
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