Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Lambchop - Gone Tomorrow



Man am i fucking lazy, i mean really fucking lazy, seems these days by the time i get around to the typer i just don't have the drive or urge or discipline or patience, it happens sometimes, see after guzzling many fucking beers on my little trip to Costa Rica shit finally started to catch up with me, meaning ze gout, nothing major but i'm all about the pre-emptive strikes, so i started taking the green capsules that make me all groggy and shit and then i started combining that with smoking bowls in the quiet of my garage and before you know it i'm sitting on the couch watching some horrible shit like King Arthur (the Clive Owen flick) and realizing just how fucking awful modern day cinema is and then i start thinking about Lucky Charms and the green clovers and blue stars and yellow moons and it's up the steps to raid the boyo's cereal stash, now don't get me wrong i've been on a bit of a health kick these days so i guess i'm not that lazy, see being damn near 6'5 comes with it's drawbacks, sometimes i hit my head on shit which is okay cuz there ain't much up there anyway and sometimes, often times my back fucking hurts, so someday i'm coming to a pilates class near you in all my neon spandexed glory, but really what i do is these exercises for my back, weights and stretching and shit and then i figured that i got two little boyos and maybe i do want to live longer so i started on the old cardio thing and let me tell you i'm a bit fucking hooked, it wasn't like i was a fat bastard or anything but like Paul Simon once said i was getting a bit soft in the middle, so i started like doing shit and dropped about 10 pounds and i get people asking me if i'm losing weight and i get old friends asking me if i'm doing a bunch of coke, to which i laugh and remind them that i gave that up a few years back but  what's crazy is i fucking like it, get all antsy if i don't get to sweat like a monkey for a day or two, i mean i guess it does beat doing loads of blow and smoking tons of cigarettes all while closing the bar in a healthy living sense, i wouldn't go so far as to say it's more fun but hey what the fuck do i know?

And what's more important is that Lambchop have released a new record and as usual it's quite fucking good, in fact i might say that the last three records, Damaged-OH (ohio)- Mr. M, rival if not surpass the former favorite trilogy of What Another Man Spills-Nixon-Is A Woman, see i've been spending alot of weekend mornings cleaning my house and listening to many of these records over and over and god damn are they fucking good, the Chop have made the lounge before in the criminally under-rated capacity and they are one of my favorite bands due to the fact that they could give a fuck what the flavor of the month is and just keep on doing their thing, i'm such a horrible fanboy that i ordered the new record from the website and got a signed poster from Mr. Wagner, cuz i'm really just a 41yr old teenager dig? Even more exciting? they are coming to my fair city and playing a tiny place that holds maybe 120 people and of course i already have my tickets to go see them and most likely i will stalk Kurt Wagner and try to shake his hand and take his picture with my phone and generally gush and slobber and tell him how wonderful i think his music is, so above is their new video, enjoy and here's hoping i get up off the couch soon...

7 comments:

sybil law said...

Well, the gout is typically associated with kings, so King Kono it is!

Lambchop is awesome. If you get a picture with him, I hope you'll post it! Or at least email it. :)

I've been the opposite of lazy. I keep trying to be lazy, but there's always fucking shit to do.
I need to go to Costa Rica. Or somewhere.

nursemyra said...

I love Lambchop! That film clip is pretty good, I like the ending.... enigmatic

daisyfae said...

i have a friend who works out all the time to keep her heart healthy - but smokes a cigarette on her way into, and out of, the fitness center. i'm gonna get a picture of it one of these days because it makes me smile!

Jayne said...

Gawd I love me some Lambchop. This last release, I think they're finally getting their due. So cool you've got your tix already. Nice, in a small venue, too. They're going to be in Beantown over school vaca, and we'll be outa town. Maybe I'm just going to have to rearrange things...

Gets tougher and tougher to keep up. We don't ever think it will, but if I sit back on my derriere for too long, my body aches like hell and I can barely touch my toes. And all those years of dancing... The kids are great motivation, though. I pound the pavement for them. ;)

(Ack this word veri sucks. Don't you want theTory Burch hawkers back?)

The Unbearable Banishment said...

Isn't gout, like, a rich man's disease? Where did I get that impression? I'm not even sure what it is. If it's as bad as the sound you make when saying the word, then Godspeed for your recovery.

Rent a movie called Croupier. It's a gangster flick and the best Clive Owen movie you'll ever see.

where to travel said...

I love the ending too

Rassles said...

I just wrote a brilliant comment and I DON'T KNOW WHERE IT WENT, but basically what the fuck are you talking about? Movies right now are killer.

I recommend this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mBg2OveIVsQ