And I'm moving this weekend.
So, thank you for all the birthday wishes, I've received them, I just don't have time to reply.
And anyone LA who wants to give me a birthday present is welcome to join us Saturday and Sunday for "Movingfest 2006".
Tumor
Originally uploaded by Joshua Hale Fialkov.
Art from the new Fialkov/Tuazon project. Just getting started but... damn...
look at that art.
as is the H&B site. Not sure why.
Anyone needs me should send to me via my Gmail account.
Things are INSANE right now. Trying to get work done, got the move this weekend, and, I'm literally running as fast as possible to try and keep up.
These are the days we tell stories about forever.
Hopefully be 'round more next week.
Since She Started to Ride
My absolute favorite Jonathan Richman song, from the Jonathan Goes Country album. The guy writes the saddest songs that sound so happy. Go Jonathan go.
Ha! I added a little Audio Player plugin that makes it so you can listen to all of the tracks in the blog. No more navigating away and breaking my heart.
Gary Dauberman featured there explaining Mark Wheaton's crotch. Click the picture for the photoset.
Wicked Little Town
Probably my favorite song from Hedwig and the Angry Inch. Yes. That's right. I like a musical. It's not really a musical though. More of a Punk Rock cabaret. Anyways, this has been a favorite for a while, and I think it turned out pretty fucking cool actually.
Do You Remember the First Time?
I got a thing for Pulp. I remember working at X-15 in Pittsburgh when I was like 14, and this song was in the "Hot" section of the playlist. Must've heard it 10,000 times over the three months it was in there. And yet, never actually listened to the words. It's a tremendously fucked up song. It's the boyfriend of a married woman telling her to leave her husband. Really, really fucking sad song. So of course I did all sorts of goofy voices. And a 50's Doo Wop style talking part.
Just Like Heaven
And so I return to the well that is The Cure. I'm not 100% satisfied, but, it's fun.
This is for Tara, by the way.