Thursday, May 20, 2010

The Tallest Man on Earth -- Brody the Writter

Ok, so here's the scoop straight outta your neighbours kitty litter. I went to a small concert at an undisclosed location this weekend in and undisclosed Canadian oil town. Why did I do this? Ever day I ask myself why I do the things I do and also why I don't do the things I don't do, of which there are plenty.

Alors, so the main reason I went was because the show was headlined by Tallest Man on Earth, who definitely is not as tall as the name suggests, it's just a little humour he put there to kick you in your ironically defenceless balls/box. It was the first time I've seen the young Kristian Matsson in the flesh and I was very impressed. He's truly a friendly character. I was content after the show my money went to a good cause, unlike that empty feeling you get when you donate to a worthless charity. Not to rag too hard on charities, but seriously, stop phoning my fucking house.

The opening band was a group I've never heard of until now, and thankfully I actually liked their music too. They call themselves The Nurses and are also definitely not what their name suggests. Although, maybe they used to work as nurses in a past career of even a past life? Dun dun daaa.

Any-who, the music was so tasteful I decided to buy their albums on vinyl and let me tell you, think before you buy! I don't own a working record player, what the hell am I doing buying vinyl?




Now I've been trying to buy a decent record player and like most shopping expeditions I lost site of my goal. I started with a price limit of $100 and after tons or turntable research I've discovered I need to spend $3000 to be satisfied. Simply because, after watching youtube videos, I now know I need not, one, but two turntables and a mixer so I can become the worlds greatest DJ.

What?! you say, DJ'n is lame and annoying.

No it is not I retort. It is the greatest thing to happen to vinyl and DJ Kentaro is the greatest thing to happen to DJ'n

Trust my new favourite driving song.

Bis später

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7 comments:

  1. You get solisitations, in Canada, I thought it was just here in the USA, I live in a very rural erea in Southern New Mexico,87 miles to the Mexican Border, and I'm poor, but the solisitations come in on a daily basis, telephone, mail, internet,flyers, you name it, I don't have TV anymore, I got sick of the propaganda. thanks for posting, hope you don't mind my ranting.

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  2. Yup, we definitely do. I normally like them, cause I love to toy with people on the phone, but today when I wrote this i was getting frustrated with 'em. We'll fall back in love soon enough.

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  3. I appreciate your PO very much the picture with the article. Continues to refuel!!

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  4. What does PO stand for. Pictorial Optometry?

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  5. yeaaaa, i spent toooo long not reading your page. "striaght outta your neighbors kitty litter" this stuff is gold.

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  6. If it was gold I would cash it in right now, but no. Instead I'm going to go find a dry spot under a bridge and build up a pile of leaves I can lay in to keep warm through the night. Then when... if I wake up I will go collect cans I can return for food money, not drug money like most other street dwellers, but food money.

    Food money

    For my addiction is wrapped in the necessity to eat.

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  7. I guess the broadest term for addiction is something we cant stop doing. Therefore we are all addicted to food, water, and sleep.
    People make me sick

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