Nah just kidding. I don't really fuck with metal. I didn't go to corpo-job today because my tummy hurts so I'm going to spend a couple of minutes throwing random shit on "Bloggu" as I've come to call it. "Bloggu" is half internet web log and half south indian boy from the slums. He gets a job as a lowly "chaiwalla" at a call center in Chennai.
Here's a video from a joint I posted up a while back, Caroline of Chairlift's collaboration with Flosstradamus. Ees good:
Also, good news for all you THROBBING GRISTLE fans out there. The band will play their FIRST EVER NYC show? at the Brooklyn Masonic Temple on April 16th.
Here's a picture of Shashi Tharoor:
Shashi Tharoor is an Indian diplomat and writer who was a big dog at the UN, eventually coming in second place out of seven official candidates in the race for UN Secretary-General. (F U BAN KI-MOON!!!). His wikipedia entry says he's an "author, journalist, and fellow of the USC Center on Public Diplomacy." His wikipedia entry left out that he's "the fucking man, an awesome dood, a suave motherfucker, and a cool-voice-having ass dude."
I'm a juice man. This is Tropicana's new look for juice. What do you think? I read on the internet that the "typography is, once more, at best, a lame derivative of how the British have lately exploited geometric sans serifs like Futura and Avenir to great results." To which I'd add, that they're way behind the curve on imitating the British sans serif style. This would have been at least original to the uninformed in the late 1990s. In the late 2000s, the British sans serif style is a marker for generic and supermarket food brands. Don't these look like some Pathmark, Tescos, Sainsbury, Stop & Shop ass generic juices? Oh, you don't know? You always got the brand name stuff? Too good for generic? Okay... well fuck you dog.
Here's an ad for Ecto Cooler. Remember Ecto Cooler?