December 2010
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being an ordained minister has always helped your Christmas street cred. i mean, if that jolly old elf st. nick wasn’t the first catholic pedophile, i’ll be damned.
Kurtis Blow here is not simply a minster, but the founder of the hip hop church. too bad about the new TSA scanners busting the revered for have a little bag of merry (mary?) next to his junk early this month…...
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i, like many a teenager in the nineteen-nineties, adored Weezer. you know, Weezer before Rivers went to back to Harvard. before the blogs. before the leg extension. way before the ten million clams. when Matt was still in the band. then. then was when i learned all of their eponymous first “blue” album note-for-note on the guitar. and when Pinkerton came out, i liked it, but it was...