I think I’ve mentioned before that Liquid Television was both hugely influential on me and kinda turned out to be an animated version of RAW. And it was Liquid TV where I first saw the work of RAW and, later MAD contributor, Drew Friedman. He had a few “Uncle Louie” shorts, featuring the titular character travelling through the sewers to save on travel expenses. I loved the stippling style of the artwork, the amazingly detailed and photorealistic characters — a mix of the perfectly normal and the strangely grotesque — and the cutout animation. Continue reading
It’s a special Mother’s Day episode of Crush On Radio! What makes it so special? EVERY ONE OF OUR PICKS HAS BEEN LISTENED TO BY A MOTHER.
We also talk about the idea of the New Michael Jackson, Sunn O))), pretentious and terrible band names, dance punk, pop, Timbaland, Family Guy, Seth MacFarlane, racism of the allegedly ironic variety, Track 8 (the app, not the track), Pink Floyd, and Andy Ithnako. Whose name is really hard to spell. Did I do it right?
I suppose, as it goes, “discovering on a Seth MacFarlane cartoon” isn’t the most auspicious of band introductions… but if it makes any difference, it was American Dad, the best of them (and, like, at least it wasn’t The Cleveland Show). But the great thing about music is that it doesn’t really matter how you find out about it, but that you find out. And besides, I really like American Dad, so there. Continue reading
I learned that the movie Thunderbolt and Lightfoot existed in May of 2010. I was in Santa Fe, New Mexico visiting some friends and we had gone to a local video rental store and each of us chose a movie to rent. I was careful to choose a movie that was not available at the time on DVD or Netflix (it now is). I chose a Jeff Bridges movie called Against All Odds (if you don’t know the movie, I know you know the Phil Collins theme song which is called “Against All Odds” but it’s the “Take a look at me now” song). I was looking at Jeff Bridges’ other movies on the IMDB app on my iPhone when the title jumped out at me and I made a note to see if I could find the movie. Continue reading
No new Crush On Radio episode this week — we’ll have one next week for you — BUT there is a bit of news! Mainly that we’ve got a new Crush On Radio Shirt available via Tee-Spring! It’s $15 (US), plus shipping (which when I ordered 2 shirts was only $4.10 (US, again). So that’s not too bad at all. What better way to proclaim your love of a music-based podcast! (… or, perhaps a certain Visqueen song, but yeah, let’s go with the podcast thing.)
And if you want Kittysneezes stuff — no shirts yet, but you can still get some swag! Information is here on getting buttons/magnets/stickers for $5 (US – including shipping). So check it out! Continue reading
It’s been a little bit due to schedules, but there’s a BRAND NEW CRUSH ON RADIO! Whooo! This week, we talk about feminism, feminism, feminism, seeing Sparks live, feminism and Grimes’ recent post cancelling her tour and expressing her dissatisfaction with the music industry! Also, feminism.
When Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark reformed its original lineup and released History of Modern, I wasn’t sure what to expect. OMD’s post-Junk Culture material left me a bit cold, but I decided to give the album a chance. I was pleasantly surprised to find OMD keeping pace with contemporary electronic pop. Though the album was uneven, it showed that the band could still teach the kids how its done. It was enough to get me to see them live on the History of Modern tour, though I only bought my ticket after contemporaries The Human League cancelled their show. The show was a high-energy synth-fest, with new material standing side by side with tracks from across the band’s career. I left hoping they’d keep at it for a while. Continue reading
You’re the smarty friend of your herd. Your herd is only two, you, a unicorn, and Bluey, a pegasus. Well, kind of two. Perhaps it would be better to say two halves. One body. Though you’re the smarty, you’re also the end that poops.
Bluey’s first words were “Wuv daddeh!”
Your first words were “Wan’ BLURRRRGGGGGH die.”
Your second words were “wife nu pretty”.
Hooman munstas have no desire to actually kill you. The abusers end up scaring Bluey so bad he makes sorry poopies. They watch and figure that your existence alone is crueler than anything they could ever do to you. The ones who typically take care of and love fluffies can’t bring themselves to kill a healthy fluffy. You are, technically healthy. Bluey’s thriving, and thus you are too. But they can’t bear to see your misery, so they don’t take you in either, so you became a feral herd – the two of you. Luckily, Bluey’s happy to let you be the smarty. He doesn’t seem to realize that all of your smarty ideas involve attempting suicide. Continue reading
Ah, Stryper. If you’ve heard of them at all, chances are you’re of my generation and barely recall ‘that Christian metal band’ that had a couple of videos on MTV and showed up on the Billboard charts every so often. They were a brief, occasional flash across the screen, or the radio, in a time that was absolutely dominated by big-haired ballad-crooning metal groups. I’m not surprised if even their logo fails to jog your memory. Continue reading