| 2004-12-31 17:00:02 ET
Happy New Years! I'm off on a cross-town bus odyssey.|
Have a safe one! :)
| Show #67 (Anger Management) 2004-12-30 13:10:35 ET
Nurse With Wound Rock and Roll Station|
Manorexia Planet of Aches
Xingu Hill Babylon Bloodsuckers
Black Lung & Xingu Hill With a Tongue of Madness
Foetus Inc Anxiety Attack
Coil Circles of Mania
cEvin Key 15th Shade
Kalte Farben Again
F/A/V Fruende Am Verzweifeln
The Klinik Public Pressure
Skinny Puppy Smothered Hope
Portion Control Brain Scraper Death Dive
Pigface Ten Ground and Down
Velvet Acid Christ Icon
B-TON-K/Puls Birth, Sex, Death
Snog The Prole Song
Sheep On Drugs The Money Machine
KMFDM Rip the System
Revolting Cocks TV Mind
Pain Station Anxiety
Dive Lies In Your Eyes
Pow[d]er Pussy manisyourenemy
Babyland Fucked Equipment
The Dust Brothers This Is Your Life
Pailhead I Will Refuse
Murder Inc. Murder Inc.
Cop Shoot Cop - Nowhere
Lard Mate Spawn & Die
Big Black Kerosene
The Jesus Lizard Slave Ship
The Birthday Party Mutiny In Heaven
The Swans Trust Me
Alien Sex Fiend Stress
Foetus Am I Surrounded By Incompetence
Tom Waits Little Drop of Poison
Gogol Bordello Through the Roof n Underground
Upright Citizens Brigade The Ass Penny sketch
Whew! Im glad I got that off my chest. I needed it. Now next week can be all sunshine and puppy-dogs. Maybe not, well see next week.
| Anger management though Distorted Disco 2004-12-30 10:27:36 ET
Is it the 30th already? I promised a broadcast for today, yes? Well, amid all this turmoil (the worlds and my own) I will bring you a show. I warn you, your lovely DJ has been in a foul mood for days now because of said turmoil. She will take it out on the radio with music that reflects her mood. Hooray for internet radio and the cathartic outlet it can be!|
Todays show goes out to the survivors of the tsunami in Asia, the people being flooded in So Cal and the SW, the Kerry voters, the wage-slaves that feel like their bosses are taking advantage of them, and everyone else who is just having a bad day in general. Click the link at 2 PM to listen.
I promise to not be so angsty next week. :)
"Rock and roll station is a station where we can do what we want to do"
| I assume I am in the "Filetmignon cluster" ... 2004-12-26 21:22:41 ET
"Journals located on the Filetmignon cluster (Where Am I?) may currently be unavailable. System Administrators are aware of this issue and are working to correct it. Thank you for your patience with this matter."
Can't access journal right now...
| Give me 30 minutes and I can show you how fast I can be fired. :D 2004-12-22 14:00:58 ET
Seriously, 30 minutes was all it took. I refused to sign a little piece of paper that stated that I am a total fuck-up at work and that was that.|
I couldn't sign it. It's not true. I AM NOT a total fuck-up at work. I come in. I work. I do my best. I have possible mental and health problems that should be addressed, but I still press on as if nothing is up. I'm an automaton for sure! Not allowed to break...
I work at what I am currently best at. And, unfortunately for me, it's a field where employees are commonly exploited because it's the "cool" job. Yeah, there are 100 suckers waiting to fill my position at the Red Light. What have you got to look forward to? No insurance, low pay, and a soul-sucking job that accuses you of "not enough dedication" if you really are sick. Fuck 'em.
"Got No Soul" by Cop Shoot Cop
Late for work again today
Somebody's lying down on the job again
Will you people please stop jumping under my train
Ladies and gentlemen, there will be a slight delay
While we hose the blood away
(And the clock keeps ticking...)
So I spent my evening wishing I was never born
Drinking toasts to that hood with the hooves and the horns
Because the roaches won't do the laundry no more
And the rats refuse to fix the holes in the floor
Water comes through the ceiling...
I asked a pig if he wanted to dance
He says is that a 45 in your pants
Or are you just happy to see me? (rim shot)
I said, All I need is a distraction
Or maybe a sense of satisfaction
Perhaps a pair of pliers to rip off these blinders
Because my peripheral vision is dying
It ain't as if I ain't trying
I'm a rat in a maze of my own devising
And is that a call to arms... Is that a call to arms I hear rising?
Is that a call to arms I hear rising out of that concrete hole?
Yer war on drugs got no soul, yer hired thugs got no soul.
You hippy trash got no soul. Yer yuppie cash got no soul.
Yer video clips, yer beauty tips, remote control.
It's a big black hole. Got no soul. Got no soul.
And the clock's clicking off like the timer on some big neutron switch
Except that there's just one hitch: you gotta strike it rich
Before the shit comes down
So they're out there panhandling for gold
Prospecting in the street, sifting garbage in the gutter
Digging in the tenements, looking for a vein
Trying to find that big score: the mother lode
And everything's a wannabe -- the wicked and the weak,
The victors and the victimized, the economists and the economized
My T.V. mind-set is shattered (sh'dooby)
No guts, no glory, no balls -- whatever you wanna call it --
There ain't nothing real there at all (and I don't feel whole)
Yeah, yer mobile phone got no soul. Yer rolling stone got no soul.
Yer music scene got no soul. Yer answering machine got no soul.
Yer microwave, yer toilet slave. You corporate swine.
Yer bullshit line. Hey you on the payroll! Hey you on the J Train!
Hey you on the T.V. News! Hey you in the 3-piece suit!
You got no soul. I got no soul. Got no soul