Hammer Mill Days

Hmmmm. That doesn't sound quite right. Can you put a little more reverb on it? No, no ... not just the plate. I mean generation reverb. Make me sound like I'm at the bottom of a well. Yeah, like that. Nope ... nope, still no good. Bugger. Oh, hi. Just caught us in the grips of an artistic quandary - the kind Big Green gets caught up in all the time: How to make a track not suck too badly. I just did a vocal on one of Matt's songs an I'm not crazy about it. Sounds a bit too nasal for my tastes. Just try to sing like a full-throated Mitt Romney, and with that I say good luck to you. I'm at the point of auditioning ghost singers, kind of like what the Monkees used or the Partridge Family used to do ... you know, the Partridges would move their lips and you would hear the mellifluous voices of some unknown bird-named stock singers; perhaps the Loon Family, down on their luck. Yeah, well ... maybe we gotta get some of that shit. Trouble is, when you live in an aband...

Well, it happened again ... the neocons and the Petersen Institute have lost their candidate. The only real pleasure I derived from last Tuesday's primaries was to watch them have their asses handed to them yet again, this time with even greater finality. They really don't have any even marginally viable candidates left. Cruz makes some of the right noises for them, but he's from a different stream of reactionary politics and no one can stand the guy. Kasich is basically finished, unless he discovers some way to earn 110% of the remaining GOP primary delegates. Rubio was the last worthy vessel for that extremist clown car, and that fucker and his retrograde cold war revival worldview is out. Good riddance. With that out of the way, I am sure the imperial war machine party is looking for another tin car to drive around in. It's quite possible that they would settle on Trump. Someone, after all, is going to populate his foreign policy establishment - thousands of them, ...