Wednesday, May 31, 2006

Satan's Fingers, The Killers or the Hospital Bombers

Continuing the impromptu metal theme today, here's my current musical obsession, The Mountain Goats, rocking out with (most of) "The Best Ever Death Metal Band out of Denton". Throw the horns, people, throw the horns. It's like we're celebrating National Day of Slayer early.

From the crystal ice cathedrals of a mystic land called Sweden

Yngwie F***ing Malmsteen unleashes the f***ing fury
on "I'll See The Light Tonight".

(Note: I mock, but it would take seven or eight of me in perfect synchronization to play that fast. Presumably it's because I don't have a guy in a furry viking helmet waving a sword in front of a radar screen to inspire me. Somebody wanna get on that?)

Friday, May 26, 2006

When "sis boom bah" doesn't describe the sound of a sheep exploding

Music for One Apartment and Six Drummers

See, I'm pretty sure I was this guy's downstairs neighbour once. No wonder I don't live in an apartment anymore.

Tuesday, May 23, 2006

Be afraid. Be very afraid.

Proof that the mashup meme has gone too far--terrifyingly so:

Somebody has built robotic exoskeletons for cockroaches. Listen, buddy, next time you wanna combine Franz Kafka, Battletech and somebody's worst nightmare, howzabout just making a video or something?

Wednesday, May 17, 2006

Oh what a feeling

Traditional American style executed with obsolete Japanese hardware. Somebody needs to build one of these full-scale--mind you, a '59 Toyota is probably pretty tiny, so you'd have to be Vern Troyer to actually fit in one with that radical of a chop.

Original image here.

Monday, May 8, 2006

Further evidence of my retrofuturist fixation

Way back in my teenage years, I used to spend summers out at my grandparents' place in the idyllic hippieville of Nelson, B.C.

One of the many ways I loved to pass the time involved digging through one of my cousin's piles of pre-'80s Mechanix Illustrated-type magazines. There was something weirdly poignant about the mix of do-it-yourself ingenuity and overzealous faith in technology. Modern Mechanix fully groks the appeal of that era, the era when the future was a gleaming vista of jet planes, neon-lit martinis and, er, yodelling robots.

Hell of a dangerous time to be an actress, though.

Friday, May 5, 2006

Our secret is people

You don't have a mom
You don't have a daddy
You're just a bun and an all-beef patty
You're a hamburger
-- The Vestibules, "You're A Hamburger"

Tonight's feature presentation: "They're Made of Meat."

No, really. They are.

And they... is US!

Wednesday, May 3, 2006

The one, the only...

Muddy Waters, circa '68, doing "Long Distance Call". Not 100% sure, but that might well be Paul Butterfield blowing harp on this one.

Also, a guy playing slide guitar with a spoon. In his mouth. While playing regular chords with his hands.

Elaine, do archaeologists know about shrinkage?

King Tut's Penis Rediscovered.

Seems they just weren't looking deep enough in his, er, Valley of the Kings. At least now he knows how George Costanza felt.

We now return to your regularly scheduled, 73% penis-free Internet.

Tuesday, May 2, 2006

Dig through the ditches and burn through the witches

Grandpa Munster takes the Dragula for a ride:

[via the H.A.M.B.]