Nick Cave & The Birthday Party: Swampland

This song is on several of my iTunes playlists. It's a perfect "get angry" type song...but with the eloquence of Mr. Nick Cave.

I apologize for the shitty video, it was the only one I could find on Youtube...it is definitely one of the most underrated Nick Cave songs out there...and of course Nick Cave is one of the most under appreciated musicians out there...

OK FUCK IT...im done talking...here is the video and the lyrics.

Enjoy




Quixanne, ah'm in its grip
Quixanne, ah'm in its grip
Sinken in the mud
Patron-saint of the Bog.
They cum with boots of blud
Wit pitchfawk and with club
Chantin out mah name
Got doggies strainin onna chain
Lucy, ah'll love ya till the end!
They hunt me like a dog
Down in Sw-a-a-a-amp Land!


So cum mah executioners! Cum bounty hunters!
Cum mah county killers--for ah cannot run no more
Ah cannot run no more
Ah cannot run no more
No I can't!
Lucy, ya won't see this face agin
Wheb ya caught ya swing and burn...
Down in Sw-a-a-a-amp Land!


The trees are veiled in fog
The trees are veiled in fog
Like so many jilted brides
Now they're all breakin down and cry
Cryin tears upon mah face
Cryin tears upon mah face
And they smell of gasolene
a-a-a-a-ah- scr-e-e-e-a-am
Lucy, ya made a sinner out of me
Now ah'm burnin like a saint
Down in Sw-a-a-a-amp Land!


So cum mah executioners! Cum mah bounty huntahs!
Cum mah county killers--ya know ah cannot run no more
No ah cannot run no more.

Shitty Skate Shoe

Ok, I never thought i would be one to talk shit on a shoe from one of the Sole Tech. Companies. Especially one designed by Rick McCrank (the dude is one of the gnarliest guys out there and he has been around forever in pro skateboarding).

But the Es Avers shoe is a piece of shit.

I skated it for one day and got 4 blisters just due to the interior stitching being exposed.

Shitty....

Do not buy this shoe.

EMERICA:OG Skate Shoe

So Emerica is Bringing Back the MJ1 and Renaming it the OG.

I Sure as shit love that idea...I had like 4 pairs of these when i was 16 and burning through shoes. I swore by these things for a while.

So Fuck YES skate companies...Bring back the classics

The Sisters of Mercy: Walk Away

Dr. Avalanche is rather under appreciated.

X files: I Want to Believe

Yes, I am a nerd. I accept that. I can firmly say that I have seen EVERY X Files episode ever made (due to the fact that I own every seasons box set, and naturally I binged on them season after season after season).

But I must say. That even for this geek, there is something called integrity. Granted the series itself fell apart towards the end. The cast & crew undoubtedly growing wearing of endlessly creating episodes in search of the truth…but never quite finding it…even after all was said and done.

Even so, the latest X files movie that was produced. Was, Is, and will be…A MOTHER FUCKING TRAVESTY. It was like they used a rejected script from season 9, took a shit on it and then turned it into a movie.

I want to Believe….

That they could have made a better movie

Weird...

Skateboarding in Japan

Richie Jackson...eat your heart out

Best Damn Skate Shoe #3

I haven't skated this one...but it looks just like the Emerica Leo Pro Model.

And if that has anything to do with it, and knowing that Supra is a Damn Good Company.

Well Fuck ya, put this on my "Should Buy" list.

All My Friends Are In The Fishtank

i woke up this morning and a severed unicorns head was lying next to me. the blood was seeping onto myself as well as the sheets. i could only muster up the mental energy to conclude that the horn would be of good use to me as a back scratcher, although i would much rather have a white rhino horn.

a knock on the door came rather abruptly when the labrador walked in, accompanied by the dodobird who was holding a candlestick in his beak. much to my suprise the candlestick spoke first "cockateal cockateal cockateal miss beale". labrador paid no attention as he generally does and continued to sniff at the dodobirds ass, who paced back and forth attempting to reveal the source of his slightly erotic discomfort.

no need i thought, for the painting of junkies was now beginning to dip with what seemed to be a seemingly endless flow of ectoplasmic white goo from ears and mouth. the wind rushes through hall, creeping through the narrow slits of creeking locked doors. I hide in one of these, guess which...number 13. barely concealed but hopeful, blackout, blackout.

i had no doubt in my mind that when i opened my eyes dead children would be circled around me. quite similar to gullivers travels in an obscure manner, but i had no choice now for curtis turtis tortise turtle would never make the walk up the staircase even to the 2nd floor in time to assess the situation.

and yet when i awoke i was not surrounded by the children who had tied me down, however, as i have been found out only by mr. stardust. i was walking the tightrope line that is the roof, foot over foot over foot over foot, quite seamlessly if you might ask. it was only in my unconcious state that i had managed to successfully navigate such a task.

and now for the fall. into of all places the fishtank that was ever so carefully placed by myself yet 2 hours prior to this entire sequence of amorously fashioned events.

The Onion

Supreme Court Rules Death Penalty Is 'Totally Badass'

I laughed my ASS OFF

Love and Caring

Ahhh

Time to dust off the dirty ol blog.

Not much has changed since this blog of mine went stagnant a few weeks back. Simply a little bit more overworked and there is the stinking realization that i am slightly underpaid.

My birthday came and went, had a shit ton of fun and found out who the real friends were.

Vacation plans got all fucked up...but probably for the best. Since i changed my plane tickets around...even after the fees associated with having bad luck...i have $50 for food and booze on the plane (that might just get me a sandwich and a coke...). Oh, and i get an extra day to spend with bella...and ya, thats the most important part

Even at 25, im still skateboarding. Definitely not like when i was 16...or even 21. But despite the nagging aches and pains, the joint cracking and the tendency to stay on the ground a little bit longer than i used to when i fall. It is still much better than being a typical peon, watching sunday football with a beer and potato chips.

I know that for better or worse, that a long time ago, i began my trip through this life on a road that isnt traveled all that much. It has its highs and lows, its long flat boring sections where you nearly fall asleep at the wheel, and of course the obligatory pot-holes.

Like I could give a shit though. I see and hear about "normal" people, and im glad i have always shyed away from what that herd does...they are far more prone to having a shit ton of traffic on their highway of life.

I'm sorry, but i have better things to do than sit in traffic and wait for Lost to come on. I am not sinking to the level of dumb beasts, like the swine that make the world go round.

Give me the sunshine acid and let me swerve around the road in the middle of bat country GOD DAMN IT.