Greetings from the Omnigraphic Blogopticon. On view are vile sticky things dragged from the attic, snarky commentary on the world at large, and all-encompassing ennui. All that and a weird rubbery smell. A horrible time will be had by all.

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Controlling An Uncontrollable Urge

For my next trick, I shall blather on about neither DEVO nor the Sisters of Mercy. I shall remain completely silent about both bands, a nearly Herculean task. You won't have to read about them again.

You will, however, be forced to look at these dandy pictures I wasted my valuable time finding when I should be working on a catalog layout. Looking at pictures ain't nowhere near the same thing as reading stuff so be quiet, dammit.

OK, admittedly the first picture is pretty damn snazzy but the second one appears to be showing some sort of near-death experience. Forget I even posted it, despite it sending me into fits of near-hysterical laughter.

*embarrassed throat clearing*

Shutting up and going far far away. Far, far away so I can rummage around in my old Search and Destroy magazines and read that 1977 interview with an unsigned band from Akron I said I wasn't going to mention.

"...fruit ooze is wetly lewd so stay dry in rubber boots and be stiff..."

1 comment:

Obsidian Kitten said...

your unmentioned unmentionables fill me with an unspeakable joy.