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Amazon, where you’re only a few clicks from WHAT

From looking at books on neurofeedback, and being a bit squicked by someone’s healthfoodstorenutcase list including the phrase “Neurofeedback + light/sound device = Infinite Synergy!! Out of this world !!! The proteus also goes up to 50hz”, I clicked on a list that was linked, but was actually just about fucked-up Twin Peaks type stuff, and then linked from that was, uh

JUGGALO LIST?

Six degrees of dumbass, everywhere. AMERICA FUCK YEAH!

Volcano Suns – The Bright Orange Years

By request from jeffholland and others will enjoy it too. Post Mission of Burma band with similar sound. They fall right between post-punk and grunge, in that mid to late 1980s group that included Hüsker Dü, Soul Asylum before they went pop, Otto’s Chemical Lounge, etc.

The Bright Orange Years (dir of MP3s).

You know, I just realized why I fucking hate emo music so much. It’s this stuff, ruined. Emo is what happens when you try to do Zen Arcade or Made to be Broken and you’re a mallpunk with no soul.

A day to remember a lost friend: D Boon

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Dennes Dale Boon died on this day in 1985. Some people like to remember John Lennon on his death day, for me it’s D. Boon and the end of the Minutemen.

D. Boon was a fat guy in a uniquely weird punk band. He was a working class guy with a great mind and a huge heart. I went to countless Minutemen shows for the two years I had the privilege of being his fan. To me he meant a whole world view: resistance to Reaganism, the DIY ethic, punk rock that was passionate for change, and just plain old big sweaty fun.

I saw the Minutemen at colleges, in bars, on big stages, in record stores, on the street, in the middle of nowhere, anywhere they played. I jumped up and down and shouted and sang the lyrics with them, dived for the set list after shows, yelled out requests and got them played. Double Nickels on the Dime was a life-changing record for me.

I want to thank D. Boon for teaching me that resistance is possible, that art is for everyone to make, and that you can dance your ass off and make your point at the same time. I’ve missed him for 20 years now, but he gave me that.

Here’s the first of their songs I ever heard, in 1983 on KPFK:

Little Man with a Gun in his Hand (MP3, 4.5M)

Revisiting Jump Out of Limo Woman Story

The autopsy report is out, revealing she was really drunk. The best details are about her date and his life of lame. Best quote:

He said in the interview that he was deeply in love with Rowe, and also still very much in love with his wife, Whitney Vincent, 22, who lives in Knoxville, Tenn., and Lisa Atkinson, 21, of Placentia, whom he enticed into a string of car dealership thefts and persuaded to use her job at a private mail center in Orange to wire him a $25,000 money order.

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