Everybody dig a grave. Dig a grave.
Everybody dig a grave. Dig a grave.
Look over there! To your right. Hit the play button!
Hey gherkins, it’s been a tough week. If you’re in need of a little cheering up, then my friends The Gothsicles, & MC Lars, and I have a song that just might help. It’s a tribute to our favorite Spanish-Language teen vampire show: Chica Vampiro.
You can download it from Bandcamp for free. But if you do decide to throw some money our way, be assured that, for the first month, ALL proceeds will go to charity (and not “Charity”, who is a very talented and flexible pole-dancer).
Here are the lyrics:
Saturday, one o’clock I turn my TV to Mondo Fox ‘Cuz there’s a show I’ve got to watch There’s a show that just plain rocks! A high school girl named Daisy O’Brian Who’s also a vampire. I ain’t lyin’ The acting is better than Robert De Niro It’s time to watch…
Reruns of “Buffy” can be OK But I just can’t watch ’em everyday Not when there’s so much at stake So drop that hero and get with a zero It’s time to watch…
Chica Vampiro, me gusta mucho
Telenovela, amor y justo
Colombian hit, ninos pequenos
Scaring their parents and haunting their sueños
Max de la Torre puede bailar
cuando Ulises O’Brian is far
Twilight it’s not, but still rocks the spot
Chica Vampiro, voy a mirar a lot
[Approximate translation by someone who doesn’t speak Spanish] Chica Vampiro, your wombat is rabid Now we must flee; flee to the volcano For you are the one with the webbed toes You are the one with a greatest TV show.
I’m going to make a brave and possibly futile attempt to document some of the more interesting things that happened to me in 2015 (the busiest & strangest year of my life) over a series of posts. I hope you enjoy them.
It’s approximately 2 AM on the morning of Sunday, February 1st, 2015, and I am wading through a a group of roughly two dozen women who are making out with each other, shouting “Look out for those knives!”
Clearly, some backstory is called for. ..
Back in October of 2015, my friend and fellow DJ Neska came through in a big way for the Dead Milkmen by setting up a show for us in Baltimore (Due to a miscommunication, we’d had some other shows canceled, so this was a godsend…technically a “Neskasend”). During our messaging back-and-forth, Neska informed me that Bryan & Christof from Velvet Acid Christ would be attending the show. I thought she was joking. I think it took her a couple of weeks to convince me that she wasn’t.
I’ll get to the knives (they’re really more like swords) and the massive all-girl lip-lock fest in a minute, but right now I need you to understand that I am really huge (and not just because I’ve gotten fatter) Velvet Acid Christ fan.
I’m going to make a brave and possibly futile attempt at documenting some of the more interesting things that happened to me in 2015 (the strangest year of my life), over a series of posts. I hope you enjoy them.
It’s the after of Saturday, January 17th, 2015, and I am urinating, live, on the internet.
Maybe I’d better rewind a little…
A month or so earlier, our friend an co-conspirator Brain McTear asked us (The Dead Milkmen) if we’d like to take part in Weathervane Music’s Shaking Through series. Basicly, the series works like this: a band drops by Brian’s studio for two days – one day of recording and one day of mixing . Both sessions are streamed live over the internet, and later the song and a little documentary are released. We said yes – otherwise you wouldn’t be reading this.
I was really excited about the invite (Here’s my original tumblr post ) for a couple of reasons. First, I really enjoy working with Brian. Second, how often can you turn on your computer and watch a band record and mix a song live? I’m a total studio-spaz; I’m fascinated with the studio in much the same way that Mike Huckabee is fascinated by shiny objects, also, I can think of about 50 bands whom I’d love to watch recording a song. And, finally, it would give the band a chance to record “The Prisoner’s Cinema” – a song that I’d really wanted to include on Pretty Music For Pretty People.
OK. I’m getting to the urination, but first I’d like to tell you a little bit about the the origin of the song and my friends Kyle, MC Lars and Matt & Jill (AKA Hot Breakfast!). Oh, here’s 10 hours of The Dead Milkmen in the studio, just in case you think I’m making all of this up.