but honestly. I’m tired of these geezers going “duwaht? these little tykes know about slint?” or “hey, these kids can play.” got no use for it. those grampsies don’t know what’s up with the kids (yes, I’m invoking that HC cliche). we know our god damn history, and we’ve been playing long enough and with enough dedication to hold our own as a goddamn band, not some gimmicky slop bucket.

yes, it is 4:39 AM. no, I did not sleep this night. I translated the epic “Martin Fierro” poem, and believe you me it was hard, and believe you me I did a bad job of it. I at least managed to keep the meter unaltered . . .

I just read an article about our borthers and sisters to the north Typhoon that was like “nyuk nyuk nyuk, I guess these kids can rock.” while it’s exciting to see good press on that band, the patronizing crap has got to go.

I mean, I work making Gold and Platinum disks until my hands are raw.

(really: see top right of enclosed picture series)

but, uh, anyways. nobody cares about our shitty record label anyways. except Joe Carducci (shit you not). it’s fun to be unsung and be able to complain about.

wow. thought train derailing. or never left the station. didn’t i say all this in the previous post?

um. in conclusion i love maddy jordan, like, a lot.

and my room is messy and i can’t stop texting on my cellphone and why can’t i just turn down that rock music and i want a tattoo and i eat all the time and i can’t control my GD hormones. wah! I want a car!

i oughta get back to my homework now

jesse and i put in a lot of work today/last night (hee hee hee, him an i sure did put in a lotta work [i]last night[/i])

but reall, we did. we worked on pyramid head stuff.

most exiting: the 90 minute PHR 03-06 comp is finally done. it’s the closest thing to an overall look at us, the legends, the men, the women, the tears, the blood, the joy, the sorrow. anna will be writing liner notes for it. it’s very good.

second most exiting: got the january PHR newsletter done. we’ll start circulating that four page sucker ASAP.

we also made a bunch of copies of the “scroll of icarian flight: jesus bio monster” ep and the “pure joy vol iv” ep. and i started making the first pressing of the debut certn kind album.

so i’m a bit tired. a lot of repetitive motion. but you know what? as the boygorilla guy says in an interview that you can read in the PHR jan newsletter: it’s easy. it’s very, very easy to have a small record label, to handmake shit. you don’t need anybody, just some art worth mass producing. i’m so god damn tired of the exclusivity and frivolity  of the so called professional world. suckers telling you how to do it, it’s really just a bunch of middleman bullshit, creating barriers.

the moral of that rant: COME ON PEOPLE, IT’S JUST ART. DO WHATEVER YOU WANT HOWEVER YOU FEEL LIKE DOING IT. IT’S NOT IMPORTANT. IT’S NOT EARTH SHATTERING. JUST ENJOY IT.

and never, ever, ever listen to anybody who wants to tell you “this is how the pros do it.” chances are they have no fucking idea what they’re talking about.

but all this has been said before, not to mention packaged and sold to mobs of teenage alchoholics.