Hammer Mill Days

If I could think faster than a slow crawl, I would. That's the issue, always. And don't look at me like that, Marvin. Not ALL of us have electronic brains. What would I do with all that brain power? Well, for one thing, I would get our next album out a bit quicker. Cowboy Scat: Songs in the Key of Rick seems to be in perpetual becoming mode. I know you're sick of it, I'm sick of it, Matt's had it up to here, the president has started complaining, the ambassador from Madagascar has issued a protest against Big Green - suffice to say, no one is happy. Hey, well ... we're working as fast as we can. It takes a while to bake all those discs, especially without a convection oven like the big, famous groups have. And then hand painting all those covers. Jesus! At least, in these modern times, we no longer have to perform the music separately for every disc we sell. That was a real pain in the assets. Eventually, someone - I think it may have been Mitch Macaphee, ou...

The Bush... I mean, Obama administration announced today that it would be providing arms to the Syrian opposition, whoever that may be. Not too hard to see that coming, I suppose. When a man draws a red line, it's because he's already all too eager to step across it. The Syrian conflict is like that shiny new car our government and our corporate media (including its NPR/PBS sidecar) just want, want, WANT more than anything. They're ready to let the old Afghan clunker go, were able to pawn off their Iraqi wreck, and they just keep driving by that showroom lot, looking at that awesome Syrian number. Already, I have heard more about the numbers of killed in Syrian than I ever heard about the Iraq catastrophe. Again, no surprise. The government and the press meticulously count the victims of official enemies, but when it comes to the corpses generated by our misguided policies, we don't do body counts. They still won't put a realistic number on the lives lost in Iraq...