Monday, November 27, 2006

I Call Them Co-Conspirators

Been playing piano a little more recently, and busted out Against Me!'s "Baby, I'm an Anarchist!". If the chord structure sounds familiar, it's because it was used in every doowop song ever. Sara, Denise, and Jesse were kind enough to drop by and drink a lot and turn it into a drunken singalong. As per below, the lyrics have an official vulgarity in them, so bear that in mind if you're at work, running a daycare, or a nun.

Lyrics to "Baby, I'm an Anarchist!"
Through the best of times, through the worst of times,
Through Nixon and through Bush,
Do you remember '36? We went our separate ways.
You fought for Stalin, I fought for freedom.
You believe in authority, I believe in myself.
I'm a molotov cocktail, you're Dom Perignon.
Baby, what's that confused look in your eyes?
What I'm trying to say is that I burn down buildings
While you sit on a shelf inside of them.
You call the cops on the looters and piethrowers.
They call it class war, I call them co-conspirators.

'Cause baby, I'm an anarchist, and you're a spineless liberal.
We marched together for the eight-hour day
And held hands in the streets of Seattle,
But when it came time to throw bricks through that Starbucks window,
You left me all alone.

You watched in awe at the red, white, and blue on the fourth of July.
While those fireworks were exploding,
I was burning that fucker and waving my black flag high,
Eating the peanuts that the parties have tossed you
In the back seat of your father's new Ford.
You believe in the ballot, you believe in reform.
You have faith in the elephant and jackass,
And to you, solidarity's a four-letter word.
We're all hypocrites, but you're a patriot.
You thought I was only joking when I was screaming "Kill Whitey!"
At the top of my lungs
At the cops in their cars and the men in their suits.
And I won't take your hand and marry the State.

'Cause baby, I'm an anarchist, and you're a spineless liberal.
We marched together for the eight-hour day
And held hands in the streets of Seattle,
But when it came time to throw bricks through that Starbucks window,
You left me all alone,
All alone.


In other news, the last time D's parents were up this way, we all went to an antique mall, where I stumbled across a $30 trombone from the early 70's, which I of course snatched right up. Just before we went home for Thanksgiving, I picked up a new guitar...

...and while I was down there, Dad gave me some pointers on the playing of brass instruments, specifically the trumpet family, and then bought me an old cornet...

All of these things will be making an appearance on the next song to grace these pages. It's gonna be awesome and metal. Hopefully it'll redeem me in Hone's eyes for all this jazz and piano and whatnot I've been meddling with lately.

Wednesday, November 08, 2006

I Shall Call Him...

If you had told me a few years ago that I would be sitting here drinking beer and watching state election results come in via constantly refreshing a webpage, I would have laughed in your face, but here I am, sitting here drinking beer and watching state, etc.

All because of Missouri's Amendment 2.

Shall the Missouri Constitution be amended to allow and set limitations on stem cell research, therapies, and cures which will:

  • ensure Missouri patients have access to any therapies and cures, and allow Missouri researchers to conduct any research, permitted under federal law;
  • ban human cloning or attempted cloning;
  • require expert medical and public oversight and annual reports on the nature and purpose of stem cell research;
  • impose criminal and civil penalties for any violations; and
  • prohibit state or local governments from preventing or discouraging lawful stem cell research, therapies and cures?

  • Earlier tonight, I was sure it would fail, being some 10% or more behind. In the past hour, I've watched it go from a 40K deficit to being 10K down, then to within 800 votes of success with 80% of precincts reporting. Now all of a sudden, it's up by 3500 11,500 votes.

    As Bucco and Jared used to say, the moral majority is neither.

    Incidentally, I'm a little sad that it bans human cloning, as I'm busy enough to make good use of it.

    Currently listening to: "Scream Until You're Coughing Up Blood", Against Me!