links for 2008-12-18
Thursday, December 18th, 2008-
Pith helmets and phrenology heads
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A compendium of "I Put a Spell on You" performances throughout the years.
Posts Tagged ‘music’
links for 2008-12-03
Wednesday, December 3rd, 2008-
Big bags of cash trading hands.
"They sometimes say they want $208,000 exactly in $100 bills only," he says. "I don't know why they make those demands. They usually also don't like dollar bills that were printed in 2000 or the years before. If it was printed in 1999, they say: 'This is not fit to be used in our shop'," he adds.
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Using moss and other plants as a medium.
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Aphex Twin embeds a face in the spectrograph of the song Windowlicker. Creepy in that Hollywood remake of a Japanese horror flick kind of way
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IE error on mural
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Build your own satellite.
While I find it incredibly cool that you can do this, and I have somewhat of a desire to make one, I can't for the life of me figure out what you'd actually do with one.
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Of "I am 8 Bit" fame.
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Control panels
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Steampunk astronaut helmet.
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Stockholm, Sweeden datacenter cum Bond villain base of operations.
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Rotten whale in street
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Freeway passes through building
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Guy gets his camera back after 20 years, after it somehow made its way to China.
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Tranny blows dude on the bus.
links for 2008-11-30
Sunday, November 30th, 2008-
The reporter's kid talks to the pirates of holding the Sirius Star.
Still Wrong After All These Years
Sunday, December 16th, 2007For years, I sang the wrong lyrics to R.E.M.’s Driver 8. I had two verses completely wrong. It’s:
Way to shield the hated heat.
Way to put myself to sleep.
Way to shield the hated heat.
Way to put myself, my children to sleep.He piloted this song in a plane like that one.
She is selling faith on the go tell crusade.
Locomotive 8, southern crescent, hear the bells ring again.
Field of wheat is looking thin
not:
A way to rejuvenate me.
A way to put myself to sleep.
A way to rejuvenate me.
A way to put myself, not you, to sleep.He piloted in to the sun in a plane like that one.
Parasail on faith on the [unintelligable]
Locomotive babes show their breasts and the hear the bells ring again.
He turns to wave and look at them.
Now in my defense, it’s not like Michael Stipe is most elocutionary singer out there, nor is he known for his predictable lyrics.