I’d be lying if I said the first thing I wanted to do after being gone from home for fourteen hours was pen a column for you swine. But the Space-Ship demands its supplication. I must adhere to the scriptures. Lest the ones in the belly of the Ship awaken. Claw their way to the cockpit. Eat our souls, our mothers’ hearts, the organs of our unborn Space-Babies. We don’t want that, right? What’s a little fatigue-drunk groveling in the form of a column, if it saves the Omega-Ship? It’s nothing! Nothing god dammit!
—Oh, you don’t know what I’m rambling about? This is Monday Morning Commute. The column where we share the various things we’re anticipating, currently enjoying, or day-dreaming about on a given week. It serves as a meeting place, a virtual comic shop floor, the bathroom at a rock concert. It also keeps the Dark Lords from awakening. Fair trade.
Share your shit! What are you digging this week? (Oh, and if the comments aren’t working please clear your Chrome plug-in data.)
Imma buy and play Black Ops 2, because it has joined Thanksgiving and gaining twenty pounds as perennial November habits of mine. Now I know I’ll be partying to a uh, wait what?, theme song by Trent Rezzy when I boot the fucker up.
For those of you who may know me, you might be shocked to see that I am actually doing a musical High 5. I’m gonna let the rest of you OLers in on a little secret about the Dude. I don’t like music. That’s not to say I hate music. There are some songs I love, but I don’t actively seek out new sounds to expand my horizons like I will with other media. I can’t explain it very well. I think music is intimate, personal. Whereas a movie has 2 hours to win you over, books have a narrative that can drive the imagination, and a TV show has seasons, a song has to grab you and tell a story in minutes. This is probably why I like so few songs. So when I was introduced to the concept of mash-ups, I was perplexed. How could I possible like two songs thrown together when I didn’t really care for either song on their own. I’m not sure, but here they are, my top 5 music mash-ups.
Today, Cliff Burton would have turned a solid half-century. Rest in Peace, sweet prince of the thrashing old school.
Let’s celebrate with his jams.
One of the more ridiculous videos I’ve seen in a while, set to one of the more catchy tunes I’ve heard lately. I’m not usually a huge M.I.A. fan, and I’ve never been struck by an entire album of hers, but I’ve listened to this song something like twenty times today.
I’m…really, really obsessed with The Big Lebowski. An obsession that was laying dormant until recently, when I watched it twice in a week. Since then, I’ve been walking around quoting it to myself and anyone near me. While trying to YouTube a clip of Walter last evening I came across this. A metal tribute to Walter, which I find far far far funnier than it actually should be.