Tuesday, November 01, 2005

Best puppetshow ever.

Lick. Lick. Lick.

Quintron/Miss Pussycat were booming at the Bottle last night. Ex-Models not so much. Guitar grind bleed ears. Seemed like there was an electro-dance free for all going on when that organ kicked up, though. Not sure, since we were in the pool room (aka our new living room), drinking Pabst and checking out slutty costumes.

At our advanced age we love Halloween precisely because of slutty costumes. Workout instructor girl in the wrong thong/spandex combo totally rocking the insane bubble butt: marry us. Melina the stone foxy hippy had us biting our knuckles. Melina our secret crush, you are too fine for digits! Tall chick in gold swimsuit and mesh stockings: holy guacamole. Put that in a can and we're all rich! Olivia the disco casualty freaked us proper. It was that kind of show.

We largely avoided Halloween parties this year. Especially the ones at Crobar. We feel good about this. We don't feel like everyday is a Crooked Fingers song anymore. Holler if you hear that.

There is a new Hit Or Quit It out and around. We have written some reviews that grace it's pages. Reckless, Quimbys, Insound. If you really think you deserve a copy, shoot us an email.

According to our editor at XLR8R, we can predict the future. See their website for details.

In other random Chicago Issue news, Johnny Love has asked us to DJ at one of his parties. We are surprised, a little touched, and somewhat baffled. But we shall do our best, home team. What should we play? The thought of such an audio forum makes us ornery. The old Lou Rawls/ Black Sabbath routine?




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Wolfgang Pynchon said...

OK, so into the third hour of music . . . what is your method of a controlled descent into and then ascent out of madness . . .

Into

1. Die Puhdys--Wilder Frieden
2. Paris--You Know My Name (You know you love the cover of this album)
3. Kermit the Frog--Happy Feet

Out of

1. General Patton vs The X-Ecutioners--?Get Up, Punk! 0200 Hrs.
2. Bob Dylan--Blind Willie McTell (Your absolute BEST recommendation ever)
3. Delinquent Habits--Everyday

But then of course what to do next after mind-fucking your subjects so as to keep your psychological warfare a secret . . .

The Crux

Arrested Development--Mr. Wendal

(Don't tell me you've never thought of forming a homeless choir to sing Mr. Wendal)

'Til next time,

WP