SkullCandy™ Are Friends of Music, Dead Animals, Me

Posted on October 2, 2007

TI Headphones

No matter how hard I try to berate and humiliate, I still manage to get product sent to me. Most recently, Brad over at SkullCandy™ sent me some headphones. These little white earbuds that are convenient not only for listening to your music, but for blocking out the sounds of children and the elderly alike. The sound quality of them is conveniently good, although the real benefit I’ve been reaping from them is this: Imagine you’re at the grocery store and some old grey haired so-and-so is asking if you can help with some bags out to the parking lot. You don’t even have to say no and look rude in front of the whole lineup — you can just straight up look away. I do this to homeless people too. There’s only so many times you can pull out lines like “Oh sorry, I only carry 50’s”, and “What? No, man. This change is the only thing separating me from you.” before they stop making you laugh.

On top of the little white earbuds I use in public, they sent me these bad-ass, massive black TI things. They’ve got fur all over, which is convenient because so does my chest. The picture here doesn’t show it — but the ones I have, the ear pieces also are big mounds of black fur… like my chest.

Nice work SkullCandy™,
Edward H.

Rogue Wave: The Band, Not a Metaphor For My Last Relationship

Posted on October 2, 2007

Storm At Sea

…but this photo sure is. No, not because it was stormy, but because my girlfriend was the size of an ocean tanker. Like at least 120lbs. Yeah. Gross.

Here you’ll find another post about music. I promise this isn’t a music blog site, although sometimes it may seem like it; What with the pretentiousness, that elitist stench we spray ourselves with (all whilst making girls everywhere feel self-conscious), and well… all the fucking music we put up here. Although I had nothing to do with it, Rogue Wave’s new album “Asleep At Heaven’s Gate” is still a great listen. I highly recommend buying it from the iTunes store, some real record store, or some other third place online. You could always steal it, but only if you’d also steal a car, purse, or some kid from a schoolyard. “Hey, psst, hey… like candy? … Puppies? … Rogue Wave? Cause I’ve got their new album, a new car, some lady’s purse, and a whole bunch of movies from the internet…”

Rogue Wave - Chicago X 12

Puppies are cute,
Edward H.

Below: A sample puppy so cute we could line this website (and maybe an area rug in my house?) with its fur, and the Rogue Wave album cover.

Some Dog

Asleep At Heaven’s Gate

You Wear The Top, I’ll Put On The Bottom: High Class Prostitutes and High Class Music

Posted on October 2, 2007

October Playlist

That’s right, it’s October. And like every other month of the year, there are a selection of songs I like maxing out almost as much as my credit card. Take a listen through these tracks, loop them, play them, blow lines to them while you tell your friends how you just love that drum beat… no not yet… wait, it kicks in now. Oh man, so good. No, not the coke — the beat… well, the coke too.

Voila!

One.

Here we have a song for cry babies who like a screaming moron talking about girls, but doing so with some kind of emotional style…

Okkervil River - Our Life Is Not A Movie Or Maybe

Two.

This is the newest album from the Shout Out Louds, “Our Ill Wills” and it’s good. I’m no music critic, and I have zero formal education; But I like a lot of really nice things — my Louis Vuitton collection will tell you the same thing: so I’m probably right. They’ve swapped sounds a little bit. I think they almost sound like some kind of time-warped version of The Cure. Maybe as if the 1980’s Cure lived in 2007 with better sound equipment, less Robert Smith depression, but more Robert Smith sound.

Shout Out Louds - You Are Dreaming

Three.

No explanation necessary. Put it on. Turn it up. Pour yourself a big stiff drink, and hit the club… as long as it’s a club that checks ID, and doesn’t allow you to pee — on children.

R. Kelly / Broken Social Scene - I’m A Flirt

Four.

French rap. If you don’t like the song at first, watch The Video — then you’ll love the song, and realize they’re living your dream.

Fatal Bazooka - Trankillement

Until next time, ruin your nose liner.
Edward H.

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