<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23328648</id><updated>2011-10-21T06:41:37.826-07:00</updated><category term='fuck it'/><title type='text'>very painful.</title><subtitle type='html'>you wont find anything here that you wouldn't find elsewhere. =take a hike@</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5gvgireRGI/AAAAAAAAABg/fglLTmUb0qc/S220/kris.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23328648.post-3289890122811274195</id><published>2011-01-18T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T07:17:16.254-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuck it'/><title type='text'>can i even come back?</title><content type='html'>It's been such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;Guess I failed.&lt;br /&gt;Not too important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started this dumb thing in the beginning of '06. There were a lot of changes going on then, and for some reason I thought that they were for the better. Of course they weren't. They never are. I remember being happy once early that year, genuinely happy. Meg told me my good mood was a pleasant change, and I told her I didn't know how long it was going to last. As things seemed to get better slightly on a day to day/week to week basis, I remember telling her that it was all gonna end with me getting struck down by a car and dying. Or struck by lightning. Or shot right outside of our apartment like everyone else that kept getting shot right outside of our door. Instead my good moods just turned to decay like usual and the rest of the year was far too draining and probably wrecked me forever. Who cares? Not you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I had to delete a couple things here - too risky. Also, too many people tracking me down on myspace somehow to ask me how the cyst above my ass was and if I ever had surgery for it.  It got annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows me - that is alright. But not really. &lt;br /&gt;108,000 words later and it always ends the same. Of course. The bad thing is I feel like I no longer have anything relevant to write about. And save for the people who already have, no one else wants to read it. That is both their problem and my own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011, I hope you are better than 2010, 2009, 2008, 2007... etc.  I am pretty sure 2003 and some of 2004 are the last ones that count as anything other than disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;i need adventure. just like a young GG once sang.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how to successfully disassociate myself from everything and everyone again. I no longer wish to deal with this constant feeling of not being anywhere but wanting to be somewhere. It's wearing me down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23328648-3289890122811274195?l=oneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/3289890122811274195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23328648&amp;postID=3289890122811274195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/3289890122811274195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/3289890122811274195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/2011/01/can-i-even-come-back.html' title='can i even come back?'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5gvgireRGI/AAAAAAAAABg/fglLTmUb0qc/S220/kris.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23328648.post-1825980197474064228</id><published>2010-08-26T19:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T19:20:54.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>forgetting it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23328648-1825980197474064228?l=oneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/1825980197474064228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23328648&amp;postID=1825980197474064228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/1825980197474064228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/1825980197474064228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/2010/08/forgetting-it-all.html' title=''/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5gvgireRGI/AAAAAAAAABg/fglLTmUb0qc/S220/kris.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23328648.post-4849957840720528026</id><published>2009-03-21T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T14:01:44.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the best tapes you never had part one</title><content type='html'>In high school it was all about punk rock and cassettes. tape your 7"s onto em and play them in the car... right?  I don't know. maybe it was just us. Anyways, part one in the list not only serves as one if my most overplayed cassettes from freshman-junior year, but also as somewhat of a partial discography before the band here broke up. i'm talking about THE MUSHUGANAS.&lt;br /&gt;there is a cd collection that was supposed to be all of this stuff but now isn't, but who knows if that will even come out. it was supposed to come out on harmless all the way back then. i got most of these songs from scott harmless himself on two loving cassettes, which i then sequenced into partial chronological order on one giant 120 minute cassette.....  anyways. here goes.  separated by release listing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S/T DEMO cassette&lt;br /&gt;1. black sabbath/no applause&lt;br /&gt;2. she's got a man&lt;br /&gt;3. downfall&lt;br /&gt;4. donny most&lt;br /&gt;5. old school&lt;br /&gt;6. lousy day&lt;br /&gt;7. don't talk to me &lt;br /&gt;8. public animal #1 (you hate me and i hate you)&lt;br /&gt;9. killers&lt;br /&gt;SPLIT 7" WITH CHEMICAL BLUE SONGS&lt;br /&gt;10. her boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;11. downfall&lt;br /&gt;12. motivation&lt;br /&gt;DUMPSTERLAND 7"&lt;br /&gt;13. she's got a man&lt;br /&gt;I EAT GEEKS LIKE YOU FOR BREAKFAST 7"&lt;br /&gt;14. theme from mushugana&lt;br /&gt;15. paul deluxe&lt;br /&gt;16. spoonfed&lt;br /&gt;17. iowa&lt;br /&gt;FUCKIN FUCK LIVE JERK cassette&lt;br /&gt;18. spoonfed&lt;br /&gt;19. donny most&lt;br /&gt;20. motivation&lt;br /&gt;21. iowa&lt;br /&gt;22. her boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;23. she's got a man&lt;br /&gt;24. I wanna get cancer&lt;br /&gt;25. theme from mushugana&lt;br /&gt;26. public animal #1&lt;br /&gt;27. ass kissers&lt;br /&gt;DROPOUT GIRL 7"&lt;br /&gt;28. dropout girl&lt;br /&gt;29. 18&lt;br /&gt;30. maybe&lt;br /&gt;31. it's raining&lt;br /&gt;YACKETY SCHMACKETY BLAH BLAH BLAH&lt;br /&gt;32. disappointed (extra vocals)&lt;br /&gt;TASTE OF CHICAGO&lt;br /&gt;33. disappointed&lt;br /&gt;DAD, ARE WE PUNK YET?&lt;br /&gt;34. ass kissers&lt;br /&gt;ACHTUNG CHICAGO DREI&lt;br /&gt;35. breaking tradition&lt;br /&gt;UNRELEASED RECORDING FOR COMPILATION&lt;br /&gt;36. theme from mushugana&lt;br /&gt;37. donny most&lt;br /&gt;OOOH YEAH! &lt;br /&gt;38. i want attention&lt;br /&gt;??/CHECKS IN THE MAIL &lt;br /&gt;39. when i'm here with you (parasites)&lt;br /&gt;WHERE THE KIDS AREN'T LP&lt;br /&gt;(became mushuganas s/t posthumous pre rock and roll period LP about 2 years after i got this tape)&lt;br /&gt;40. followers (renamed: shut yer fucken mouth)&lt;br /&gt;41. shit city&lt;br /&gt;42. aimed wrong&lt;br /&gt;43. i want attention&lt;br /&gt;44. another girl, another planet (only ones)&lt;br /&gt;45. wright city&lt;br /&gt;46. everyone&lt;br /&gt;47. donny most&lt;br /&gt;48. cute (renamed: the consequence of overplay)&lt;br /&gt;49. mistreated&lt;br /&gt;DICK JOKES&lt;br /&gt;50. strawberry shortcake&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23328648-4849957840720528026?l=oneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/4849957840720528026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23328648&amp;postID=4849957840720528026' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/4849957840720528026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/4849957840720528026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/2009/03/best-tapes-you-never-had-part-one.html' title='the best tapes you never had part one'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5gvgireRGI/AAAAAAAAABg/fglLTmUb0qc/S220/kris.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23328648.post-5540292947191483154</id><published>2009-03-05T13:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T13:38:49.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BAD BIOLOGY.</title><content type='html'>Opening a movie with the line "I was born with seven clits" is going to be a pretty bold move no matter what.  And this is what Frank Henenlotter's movies are all about.  You have to give leeway to their B grade special effects and take in the fact that NO ONE has or ever will make movies like this, aside from maybe Rinse Dream, who hasn't made a movie since 1990's Dr. Caligari.  My history with Frank's movies stems all the way back to childhood, much like many movies I will praise.  Looking to rent horror movies at dollar video and running to "Basket Case" was not a mistake.  These are the kind of movies that were made for viewers like me.  The effects were horrid, but the plot made up for it.  Duane Bradley and his mutant brother, separated at birth, come back to the big city to take revenge on the people who tore them apart.  Following this movie nearly a decade later was a sequel that was full of camp schlock which included Belial, the "freak" brother falling in love.  Lo and behold the Basket Case series was extended again two years later when Belial became a father.  His other movies are just as good... in Brain Damage a hideous ancient "brain" becomes attached to a host who he has kill for him in order to release the "drug" said host needs.  Frankenhooker speaks for itself in the title alone.  Imagine the title as a person and you'll know exactly what kind of a movie you are in for.  Frank Henenlotter is a genius.  Enough said.  The problem was that after Basket Case III,  he seemed to disappear into thin air.  How I made it through my high school years without any new offerings from old Frank, I have no clue.  Now I've grown into early adulthood and he's finally back.  It's like running into an old friend after not seeing them in what feels like forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad Biology, which is yet to be released on video in the states, has already hit DVD in the UK.  And I finally got to see the movie that I've been waiting for two years and hoping would be as great as my personal hype for it was going to make it.  It didn't let me down.  Like his other movies it deals with genetic/sexual monstrosities including the girl born with seven clits and the boy with the monster penis.  And how they inevitably meet up and what happens after that. Of course, in between that meeting is a whole movie worth of laughs and odd situations, including a "pussy face" photo shoot, two girls discussing penis size and arguing over whether or not John Holmes was  freak or a god. There is so much more to be said for this movie but I don't want to spoil the fun.  You'll just have to watch it for yourself. R.A. the Rugged Man seemed to come onto the scene in the special features on the Basket Case where he was shown with Mr. Henenlotter going to these places where they filmed it, showing what little places were left from the modest little movie that could back in 1982.  "What is this white rapper doing with a legend?" I thought when I first watched it, not knowing that this was going to be the guy that gave the extra push to lead Frank out of his premature retirement.  As producer of this film he has committed a miracle, that being getting this movie made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See Bad Biology when it comes out on DVD here.  Buy it so these guys can make another movie. Frank, it's been a long decade and a half in the making and it didn't let me down. I hope the rest of your fans feel the same way. R.A., thanks for making it happen and getting this unheralded genius back in the directors spot. In a rap song R.A. wrote about the process of making the movie one of the last things he says "Do I really wanna make filmmaking my career? Aw fuck it, me and Henenlotter will be back next year."  I really hope so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRAILER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="339"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x7jz3g" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x7jz3g" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="420" height="339" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x7jz3g"&gt;Bad Biology Trailer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/dreadcentral"&gt;dreadcentral&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23328648-5540292947191483154?l=oneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/5540292947191483154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23328648&amp;postID=5540292947191483154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/5540292947191483154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/5540292947191483154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/2009/03/bad-biology.html' title='BAD BIOLOGY.'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5gvgireRGI/AAAAAAAAABg/fglLTmUb0qc/S220/kris.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23328648.post-5578442349200004496</id><published>2009-02-10T15:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T16:21:57.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How's Your News?</title><content type='html'>I don't come here very often anymore but I wanted to point out a note of interest for anyone who may or may not be reading.&lt;br /&gt;How's Your New's? started airing it's first season on MTV this past Sunday night. I'm not sure how successful the rating are, though I would hope they are well enough for them to get at least another season.  I would like to see them come through Chicago, whether it be for them to play a live show or to be filming for their television show.  Why didn't that happen yet?  I would love to meet them. These people are better than you and despite their disabilities, they are worlds ahead of most of us.  When's the last time you had a television show airing on a major network?  That's what I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i'll tell you the same story any old press bio will probably tell you as well. Camp Jabberwocky (which probably would be the coolest place to work, by the way) had been making videos for fun for years before they caught the eye of Trey Parker and Matt Stone, the creators of South Park.  They decided to give them a certain ammount of money to make a full length movie based on the travels of a handful of people from the camp.  I'm not sure which came first - that offer or the "Pilot episode" of HYN (available on the DVD which came out in 2004), but the basics of it are putting these people with disabilities in situations where they not only get to see the world but meet people and do street interviews with them.  The show is a little more high scale, as in the first episode alone they got to go to the Grammys and also had guests such as John Stamos, Sarah Silverman and Jimmy Kimmel, but the documentary is just as good.  Here is a clip from that which includes the amazing Sean Costello telling us some of the highlights of what you can do and see in Texas.  They also visit an auction.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cqhFs1sG8lY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cqhFs1sG8lY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby bird has invented his own language which is all he can speak. He can, however, understand most of the things that are said to him. With the people who don't just walk away due to not understanding him, you can hear some words of English slip out and understand how happy he is to be doing what he is doing. This is NOT exploitation, and while I'm sure plenty of people will be laughing at them and not with them, they also are very aware of this.  They get to put themselves out there and have the times of their life, all while capturing it in a format that they not only get to meet very important people, but will be able to look back on and watch when they are older.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larry has cerebral palsy and can't speak.  When they set him up with interviews, he holds a microphone  while someone else assists him in holding up the questions for the interviewee to read. In the case of the documentary, most of the times he was just placed in a high volume area with a microphone holding a sign that simply read "How's your news?"  The reactions he gets from people who decide to ignore him are just as interesting as the ones where people take a moment out of their day to talk to someone who is obviously there wanting to communicate with them.  You can learn a lot about what a person is like by watching something like that happen.&lt;br /&gt;Like Bobby, Larry can understand things on the same level as the rest of us, but he has been put on this earth in a body that does not let him communicate that so easily. Once again, when people stick it out and spend time with him while he is conducting an interview, you can tell that he is very excited to be where he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean is one of my favorites, though I really can't pick and choose because they all have their high points. He is very soft spoken and polite, likes fried chicken and baseball, and also has Down Syndrome.  My favorite Sean moment may be in the documentary when he is interviewing some ladies who are on a bench, and when one of them starts to grill him a little too hard about what he is doing and tell him they maybe shouldn't be filming her because she doesn't have her makeup on Sean get's seemingly frustrated and throws his hands up and lets her in on it "Lady, this is pretrend.  It's like... How's Your News? It is not real."  The thing is though, it is VERY real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are only a few examples of the amazing people that comprise the HYN team. Get more acquainted by watching them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also have a full length album out which you can direct order from them or listen to in it's entirety on their &lt;a href="http://www.howsyournews.com"&gt;website.&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the trailer for their series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k5Cncq5GcmU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k5Cncq5GcmU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can watch the whole first episode right now at &lt;br /&gt;http://www.mtv.com/ontv/dyn/hows_your_news/series.jhtml&lt;br /&gt;I would imagine as the weeks go by you will also be able to watch each episode after its television premiere.  Do it. Chances are you won't regret it.  So watch their show on MTV, buy their movies and music from them, or netflix the original movie. Please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23328648-5578442349200004496?l=oneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/5578442349200004496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23328648&amp;postID=5578442349200004496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/5578442349200004496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/5578442349200004496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/2009/02/hows-your-news.html' title='How&apos;s Your News?'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5gvgireRGI/AAAAAAAAABg/fglLTmUb0qc/S220/kris.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23328648.post-8361311539466584982</id><published>2008-02-04T10:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T16:31:46.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quaalude to a Kiss, issue one - 2005</title><content type='html'>available by inquiry only.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23328648-8361311539466584982?l=oneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/8361311539466584982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23328648&amp;postID=8361311539466584982' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/8361311539466584982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/8361311539466584982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/2008/02/quaalude-to-kiss-issue-one-2005.html' title='Quaalude to a Kiss, issue one - 2005'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5gvgireRGI/AAAAAAAAABg/fglLTmUb0qc/S220/kris.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23328648.post-6498321620802704454</id><published>2007-12-24T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T17:29:05.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HUMAN HIGHWAY - 1982</title><content type='html'>A film by Neil Young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featuring a cast including Young himself, Devo, and four people who had been involved with David Lynch and one point in time -  Dennis Hopper, Charlotte Stewart, Russ Tamblyn, and Dean Stockwell.   Three of whom who hadn't been in any of Lynch's films at that point - I'm almost sure he was a big fan of this film and used the three male actors after seeing this movie. This is all personal speculation, of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BEGINNING WAS THE END - very popular in Devo lore (even naming a live album after this lyric)  - The movie opens in a post apocalyptic  wasteland where Booji Boy (Devo's "mascot", if you will) recites part of his own existing manifesto and carries on into a scatalogical take on Bob Dylan - "the answer my friend is breaking in the wind"  Seeing this made me know  that what was to come for the next hour and twenty something minutes was going to be an amazing viewing experience.  In the past all I had seen were the clips of Devo singing "it takes a worried man" which has ended up on ther video compilation "We're all Devo".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many reviews i've seen saying this movie lacks a plot - I think that is a empty statement.  The plot involved a diner/gas station right on the edge of a small town, next to the nuclear power plant where the boys of Devo work.  Loading barrels of toxic waste into their truck from the plant where they work - "time to fortify the old water supply" is spurted out.  They go on the road with a red radioactive glow surrounding them, while singing the aforementioned track that they made into a music video.  Young Otto comes to town to take over the diner after his father, also named Otto, died of radiation poisoning.   Young plays Lionel, a hillbilly type who is a mechanic, late for work, reporting to young Otto, and introduces the new employee.  Young Otto returns to the diner and mentions how as he has hired a new employee, one of the other ones has to go.  A red glowing radioactive fly  is seen flying throughout the kitchen, where Dennis Hopper's "Cracker" character is the cook.  He chooses one of the girls at random to fire, and she throws a fit, tossing napkin holders on the ground in protest. Cracker says something rather humorous about how destruction of property is a great way to keep a job.  Otto takes down Lionels poster of his idol, Frankie Fontaine.  On a phone call he is spied on by Irene, who overhears him talking to someone about firing everyone and burning the failing business down.  She bribes him into keeping her mouth shut for a cut of the insurance money he gets.  Devo come to the diner, glowing red still as they sit down and no one acts as if anything is strange about that.  When asked to fill up the gas tank by Booji Boy, the gar line is pulled through the drivers side window of their truck, where Booji drinks some of it, and then tells the mechanic to fill up the truck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A driver comes to get some work on his car and some gas, and mentions to Fred that he's Frankie Fontaine's driver.  After Lionel hears this he gets overly excited, and goes in the garage to introduce himself to Fontaine (who is also played by Young.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lionel is knocked out by the propped up car Fontaine is in that he's working on.   In an extended "dream sequence" a-la Wizard of Oz, he is the leader of a band, and performances are seen throughout - Devo performing "come back jonee" to critical success, leading Lionel into a career as a rockstar.  In one musical scene he is performing while surrouned by wooden Indians, and in the climax of the 25 or so minute dream sequence is something quite amazing - Devo as his backing band performing "My my hey hey" with Young on guitar and Booji Boy (in his crib) on vocals, lasting almost ten minutes.  When Lionel awakes and realizes it was a dream he reiterates once again "Aw, i could do it!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booji Boy shows up hands everyone a shovel with a nuclear warning symbol on it after mentioning the big one is coming and it's all over - The whole cast breaks into a song and dance routine to "it takes a worried man"   The bombs hit, leaving the wasteland that is only seen in the beginning of the movie with Booji Boy as the lone survivor.  In the end credits scene the whole cast is seen walking up to heaven out of a fancy car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres a lot more to it, though I guess yu'd have to see it to get the whole experience. And I highly suggest tracking down a copy... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Includes music from Neil Young's TRANS album, which uses vocoder on most of the tracks, one of the two albums that got him sued by the Geffen company - for turning in "uncharacteristic,  uncommercial records". Amazing movie, amazing cast, amazing soundtrack.    The last line of the credits scene mentions "Watch for Human Highway II" - something that never came to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally released for the first time on VHS and laserdisc in 1995, though it has gone far out of print and faded back into the obscurity it crept out of. What a shame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23328648-6498321620802704454?l=oneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/6498321620802704454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23328648&amp;postID=6498321620802704454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/6498321620802704454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/6498321620802704454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/2007/12/human-highway-1982.html' title='HUMAN HIGHWAY - 1982'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5gvgireRGI/AAAAAAAAABg/fglLTmUb0qc/S220/kris.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23328648.post-8000986852110767501</id><published>2007-12-24T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T16:49:04.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>+++</title><content type='html'>Someday I will return to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today probably isn't that day. &lt;br /&gt;Though it couldn't hurt to add some older things to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now I just can't write like I used to. And by "like I used to" I mean I was out doing things like going to annoying shows and reporting things no one wanted to hear about, making a point not to really mention anyone byname, or doing drugs and sitting at meg's computer cuz mine didn't have the internet (before it got stolen..)  while we watched stupid tv.  &lt;br /&gt;We'll we haven't lived with each other for over a year now, and I've been off of drugs mostly for some time as well.  You learn to get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minutemen documentary ("we jam econo") is on IFC right now, I have watched it before and I'll watch it again.  Still waiting on that germs "what we do is secret" biopic, imagine I'll just re-read "Lexicon Devil" yet again.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take back the mean things I said about throbbing gristle.   TG2 actually sounds pretty good. I still don't own it, though really I havent bought more than 2 or 3 records this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it.  The boring monotony my life has become?  Sure. &lt;br /&gt;Fuck you over and out,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23328648-8000986852110767501?l=oneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/8000986852110767501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23328648&amp;postID=8000986852110767501' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/8000986852110767501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/8000986852110767501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title='+++'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5gvgireRGI/AAAAAAAAABg/fglLTmUb0qc/S220/kris.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23328648.post-116766648707925254</id><published>2007-01-01T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T07:48:07.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i can't beleive this shit.</title><content type='html'>I've been gone for too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres not much else to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let the dust settle, let the smoke rise, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate life&lt;br /&gt;i hate new years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23328648-116766648707925254?l=oneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/116766648707925254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23328648&amp;postID=116766648707925254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/116766648707925254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/116766648707925254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-cant-beleive-this-shit.html' title='i can&apos;t beleive this shit.'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5gvgireRGI/AAAAAAAAABg/fglLTmUb0qc/S220/kris.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23328648.post-115232154437284055</id><published>2006-07-07T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T16:44:34.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blank</title><content type='html'>I'm hating a lot of things right now,which is typical.   Someone has almost rendered this keyboard unworkale.  Which sucks -- its not my computer, but it still is not cool. Show some respect, dude.   The space bar is something that should work... you know?&lt;br /&gt;life sucks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i played my first show last saturday. though it feels like longer than that.   last friday spiraled into a drunken fight with a girl i live with who wouldnt drive me home, who got mad when i grabbbed her arm, and said i molested her.   (what would i get out of that??  answer that queston.)   well, we talked about it... things are okay.  then we played a show together, at a friends house. i almost backed out of it. i played for about 6 minutes.    a few people watched. most people said it was good.  thanks to them. i wouldnt mind doing it again.. i just need some more shit to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, fuck you.  im done.thought id slide in and write a quick one.  life still sucks; im still broke; chicago is hot and so are you.  goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23328648-115232154437284055?l=oneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/115232154437284055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23328648&amp;postID=115232154437284055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/115232154437284055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/115232154437284055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/2006/07/hate.html' title='blank'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5gvgireRGI/AAAAAAAAABg/fglLTmUb0qc/S220/kris.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23328648.post-114705476020623791</id><published>2006-05-07T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T22:30:17.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>progress.</title><content type='html'>----------&lt;br /&gt;This weekend a friend and I went to milwaukee to see Crispin Hellion Glovers film, "What is it?"&lt;br /&gt;and all i have to say is WOW.   It blew me the fuck away.  If you don't know anything about this movie by now, you probably shouldn't even exist.  Go see it if it ever comes to your town!&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;The reader gave the play Meg is in an awful review, but she thought that was cool.&lt;br /&gt;The play was pretty good. I saw it two weeks in a row. first to see it, second to bring someone to see it.  Afterwards we went out for drinks with some friends.  Decent night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23328648-114705476020623791?l=oneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/114705476020623791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23328648&amp;postID=114705476020623791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/114705476020623791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/114705476020623791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/2006/05/progress.html' title='progress.'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5gvgireRGI/AAAAAAAAABg/fglLTmUb0qc/S220/kris.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23328648.post-114274608098052187</id><published>2006-03-18T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T21:28:00.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>now....</title><content type='html'>Those who miscommunicate things really need to shut the fuck up (myself included.) Really, it's better for everyone that way... dontcha think?  I'm not so sure things are going to be okay.  It seems "forced" in all aspects.   Company is nice, but is it really worth it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name dropping from pretentious assholes and idiot adults who have the mindset of high school boys who never had many friends who always dated the girls with low self esteem because they were the only ones they could keep. It only makes sense... right?Keep the dick and fart jokes to yourself, i'll be fine without them, thank's anyways. Donthca think tits are awesome, dude?  Lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smell the flu/various bacterias and or viruses. (this is a literal statement from someone who has no sense of smell.) It smells gross. Good thing I got my flu shot. Hopefully that will save me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23328648-114274608098052187?l=oneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/114274608098052187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23328648&amp;postID=114274608098052187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/114274608098052187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/114274608098052187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/2006/03/now.html' title='now....'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5gvgireRGI/AAAAAAAAABg/fglLTmUb0qc/S220/kris.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23328648.post-114273278243241536</id><published>2006-03-18T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T17:46:22.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a few weeks ago.</title><content type='html'>I just wasn't getting into what macronympha was doing with their stage show. Two girls pworwling each others bodies, slowly, and seemed very forced. &lt;br /&gt;It was funny to me that so and so was there PROBABLY to see them? Oh, he's funny.... and looking more disgusting as time goes by (it's sad.)  I remember 5 or 6 years ago... wasn't that aged yet....&lt;br /&gt;Wolf Eyes weren't really holding me.  I dont know why.  They even had this time where Dillo came up on stage and playe with them (he hasn't been an active member of the band probably for at least over a year) but I just wasn't getting into it.  Haven't listened to the $20 double LP "river slaughter" yet, just cuz i've been too lazy.... and if you blink stuff like that will disappear.   I remmber about 5 years ago the first time I saw them. Might have been just Nate/Aaron.  wasn't shit. I didn't dig it yet....  it took a few times of seeing them on familiar bills to start getting into it...   still have that first record (W.E./Nautical split 12"...mine is green  but I remember some blue ones floating around. Some film website was selling it for about $30 about 3 years ago. I don't know what it's worth now.   But yeah, sw them a few times after the first over a year or so and thought it was decent.. then came the night I bought the Dread LP from Nautical at a show....  took  it home and it blew me the fuck away.   Then after that it was like whenever I saw them they were kicking in full force, totally awesome shows, went to one everytime thy came around... which was maybe almost like 5 or 6 times a year in its 'peak'... last two times i've seen em with Connelly it hasn't been as good... don't know if i've outgrown it or if it's just getting a bit boring... I don't want to sound mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really sick that night the other week anyways.....  and annoyed.  it dosent matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23328648-114273278243241536?l=oneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/114273278243241536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23328648&amp;postID=114273278243241536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/114273278243241536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/114273278243241536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/2006/03/few-weeks-ago.html' title='a few weeks ago.'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5gvgireRGI/AAAAAAAAABg/fglLTmUb0qc/S220/kris.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23328648.post-114231440523929605</id><published>2006-03-13T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T21:49:02.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>question:</title><content type='html'>Why did Throbbing Gristle get back together after all these years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the "mission was terminated"  ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I heard that 4 song TG-NOW thing they put out, and I guess it was decent... but dosen't this go against everything they stood for? I hear a brand new albums about to come out, called "Throbbing Gristle Two".....and so it leaves me wondering if they're now grouped in the same camp as such sequel bands as "Electric Light Orchestra Two" and so on and so forth???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23328648-114231440523929605?l=oneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/114231440523929605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23328648&amp;postID=114231440523929605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/114231440523929605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/114231440523929605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/2006/03/question.html' title='question:'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5gvgireRGI/AAAAAAAAABg/fglLTmUb0qc/S220/kris.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23328648.post-114231153081279475</id><published>2006-03-13T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T21:49:37.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whitehouse.</title><content type='html'>The whitehouse show was amazing.... I think it was probably better than last time they played here, about 5 or so months ago. Some asshole threw their shirt at them and it landed on Philip's head. They did this shit in between songs where theyd just shoot out noise from the omputers that I don't remember them doing last time... the other show I just remember as blasting song after song until it ended. They played a lot of the same songs (all newer, here's what I remember....  ruthless babysitting, why you never became a dancer, (variation on) a cunt (i can never tell the two apart?), dans (maybe), cruise, movememnt etc etc....) switching the one 'classic' they did last time (rock and roll) for tit pulp..... which was fucking incredible. They've been cancelling a lot of shows on this North American tour, but I wasn't worried about Chicago for some reason... closed the same way they did last time, posing during "movement2000' or whatever they want to call it now... Cheer-Accident opened, which was plesant as well. Thymmes been saying he'd give me a copy of trading baloons on cd cuz i lost mine, instead he broght the whole package and told me I could buy it again... I told him I didn't have any money but he gave me the whole thing anyways. I also asked him to put aside a you fantastic! shirt for me with serious brown and curious brown on it, and he gave me that too. But I think i'll pay him for it next time I see him....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roomate had to leave about two or three songs into whitehouse's set cuz she was sick from some fumes Andy painted at the drop in and kept puking. But I guess she didn't get molested this time....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23328648-114231153081279475?l=oneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/114231153081279475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23328648&amp;postID=114231153081279475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/114231153081279475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/114231153081279475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/2006/03/whitehouse.html' title='whitehouse.'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5gvgireRGI/AAAAAAAAABg/fglLTmUb0qc/S220/kris.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23328648.post-114231031245407583</id><published>2006-03-13T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T20:25:12.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey thats the '90s for ya</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;hey I tried to email Dave Eaves at CallD4Info@aol.com  but it bouned back at me. That's the '90s for ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I've been looking at the "Chicago show list" archive which unfortunatley cuts off a few months after I started going to shows...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23328648-114231031245407583?l=oneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/114231031245407583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23328648&amp;postID=114231031245407583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/114231031245407583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/114231031245407583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/2006/03/hey-thats-90s-for-ya.html' title='hey thats the &apos;90s for ya'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5gvgireRGI/AAAAAAAAABg/fglLTmUb0qc/S220/kris.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23328648.post-114206239013489117</id><published>2006-03-10T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T23:33:10.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3/11/06 and last weekend too.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;What an exciting day this should be....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm sure i'll spend most of it in bed, however i'll be spending the evening at subterannean (just a few blocks from my house, though i'll probably drive halfway and park somewhere on North Ave as I usually do when I head over to that "hot spot" that is the crotch of wicker park... ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;WHITEHOUSE is back! Again! (They were just here 11/05/05) And opening for them is another one of my faviorite bands, Cheer-Accident.    Last time the only words I had after I was stunned by whitehouse were "I finally saw whitehouse! I got choked, and Meg got molested!" And I doubt i'll have much more to say after tonights show... I can only hope that if she does in fact go to it, some fat pervert asshole won't try to finger fuck her while she's trying to enjoy who she sometimes refers to as her "favorite band" (She dosen't even like much music too begin with.  Are whitehouse really even "music"?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And for some odd reason (I think to recover from the show) I took this Sunday off of work--which works out really good-- because I signed up for this zinemaking workshop and for attending I will get $50, which will definitley help me out, as I've been hurting a little bit financially as of latley.    No big deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I saw my life with the thrill kill kult at double door last  Saturday night.   I used to see them frequently (well, about once a year is when they played a show) with Joe and Dustin throughout our highschool years, and the othr night Joe baied to play video games but another longtime pal (who hadn't seen them before, only a failed attempt once) JD got us tickets in advance, which I guess was good because by the time we entered and Chris Connelly had already started his set, the show was sold out.  I wouldn't have been that upset if I had showed up without a ticket and was denied entry, as I wasnt THAT excited to go... was just going to do so because I haven't seen them live in at least 4 years....  So, the show was decent, they played a lot of the old 'hits' that one should expct out of them, but I've seen them play much better shows.  Jd seemed extremely pleased with it.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;While I was waiting for JD to show up and deliver me my ticket I went into myopic briefly. (I had just spoken with him on the phone and it was a matter of finding parking/walking to the double door.) So I really only had time to quickly browse the new buyback book piles (nothing that interesting by the quick run through) and time enough to check right by the counter, where they keep the 'hip' stuff that I'm sure would be stolen if left anywhere else.  I picked up Henry Rollins book "Art to Choke Hearts/Pissing in the Gene Pool"  I know I've criticized him to some before mentioning that I sort of feel like he "tries too hard", but as I browsed through it I liked what I read, and it only ran me about $6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Sunday morning I slept in and missed a very important appointment.  I'm not going to discuss that, so i'll just mention that Sunday was hell....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macaulay Culkin wrote a semi-autobiography (pretty weird) called "junior."  I took it on loan from work, and have read a bit of it. It's sort of loose, somewhat reminds me of the 'novel' Harmony Korine did in the late 90's "A Crackup at the Race Riots" but it's really nothing like that book at all, it merley reminds me of it.&lt;br /&gt;okay i'll shut up for now.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23328648-114206239013489117?l=oneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/114206239013489117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23328648&amp;postID=114206239013489117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/114206239013489117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/114206239013489117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/2006/03/31106-and-last-weekend-too.html' title='3/11/06 and last weekend too.'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5gvgireRGI/AAAAAAAAABg/fglLTmUb0qc/S220/kris.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23328648.post-114140571873661828</id><published>2006-03-03T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T09:10:39.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>on the word "blog"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;First off -- one of the reasons i stayed away from the world of "blogging" for so long because I think it's just dumb. But I think i'll have some fun with this, now that i actually started one I thin i'll make it worthwhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ANOTHER reason I dont like it is becauswe it reminds me of some obscene sex act--not anything good, but something more along the lines of a "dirty sanchez" or a "cleavland steamer"....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;do you need some examples some examples? okay, here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey there, lookin' good... can I blog you tonight?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey baby wanna blog?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Then things were gettin pretty extreme-- I mean like hot and heavy.. then all the sudden, out of nowhere she TOTALLY blogged me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23328648-114140571873661828?l=oneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/114140571873661828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23328648&amp;postID=114140571873661828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/114140571873661828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/114140571873661828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/2006/03/on-word-blog.html' title='on the word &quot;blog&quot;'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5gvgireRGI/AAAAAAAAABg/fglLTmUb0qc/S220/kris.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23328648.post-114139938747488262</id><published>2006-03-03T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T08:41:47.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stream of consciousness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;That belonged to William "Willlie" Nelson. Do you have a drink? I'd like one, thanks.I would love to have something floating around down there. I haven't seen anything fo WEEKS on end. I just dropped the cigarette on my t-shirt but it didn't burn through. I also heard a human voice that said "hummm... last night."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(This is what unintntional sleep deprivation does to you sometimes.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23328648-114139938747488262?l=oneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/114139938747488262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23328648&amp;postID=114139938747488262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/114139938747488262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23328648/posts/default/114139938747488262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshiro.blogspot.com/2006/03/stream-of-consciousness.html' title='stream of consciousness.'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5gvgireRGI/AAAAAAAAABg/fglLTmUb0qc/S220/kris.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
