Puking is involuntary... mostly.

Well well well, once again a city council oversteps the line and gets pulled back from the brink of actually doing something somebody cares about.
In case you missed the scoop, the City of Port Phillip were going to run some ads on TV about draining the lizard or revisiting lunch on the sidewalk.
Now, this may sound pretty innocuous, and it is. Really. I mean, if you watch the ad, you can kind of see how someone may feel a little voyeouristic watching a girl drop strides in the middle of a party...

My favourite bit is when someone hands her a drink from off camera. It's such a casual gesture. Presonally, I don't have a problem with this piece of advertising, I actually find it quite effective, if not arousing in a weird way.
But my real beef is with the following companion piece....

And my issue is this. A chunder is (90% of the time) unintentional. It's an involuntary discharge of the stomach's contents through the mouth. And sometimes the nose.
I can understand telling people to wait until they get home or at least into their front garden to take a quick slash, but if I need to puke I can't really put that on hold for 15 minutes while I grab a cab back to my place. And noone is letting me into a bar with the line "i'm just dashing in for a quick vomit, then i'll be right out again". The gutter is usually my only choice, and I should be applauded for choosing the gutter (or a handy garbage bin) as my receptacle of choice. I could just as easily have puked on the bottom of the escalators at Parliament station, so it got spread all the way up to the top, and stunk up the place all day.
I'll bet then the gutter doesn't look so bad.
Peace.

Scratchin' for the Oldies....

So here's the minimix from Tuesday's show, I realised after i'd recorded it that apart from the Big L blend, it's pretty much all Classic Rock.
Hence the title of this post.
CLick right HERE to get your goodies.
Enjoy kiddies,
Broke.

Celebrity Update.....

Yes indeed, the celebs have been going wild this week, so I thought i'd give y'all a quick update on the happenings, so if you run into some airhead who actually cares about the comings and goings of vapid, self-serving, inarticulate wankers, you'll have something to talk about.

So, firstly.... the MJ auction.
A wild bunch of crazy shit from Michael Jackson's Neverland Ranch is up for sale come April this year.
More than 2,000 items are going on sale, let's take a look at some of the wilder stuff.

How about a golf cart, complete with airbrushed picture of Jacko as Pater Pan on the hood... Ballin'.


A sweet royal protrait of the King, i'd like to get a portrait like this of myself done.


For some reason, MJ had a pair of the prop hands Johnny Depp wore in Edward Scissorhands. Sweet gift for a gothic friends birthday.


Man, how I want these gates.

See the full breakdown of items for sale Here

Secondly,
Travis the TV Chimpanzee attacks owner
This article is loaded with gold, just jam packed full of crunchy nuggets of comedy.
Example:
"He could eat at the table, drink wine from a stemmed glass, use the toilet, and dress and bathe himself."
Good start....
"Herold, whose daughter died several years ago in a car accident, fed the chimp steak, lobster, ice cream and Italian food."
Getting there.....
"Police said that Travis was agitated earlier Monday and that Herold had given him the anti-anxiety drug Xanax in some tea."
There is it.
And finally,
Steven Seagal to star in reality cop show
You couldn't make this stuff up. I can't wait for this one, if only to see Seagal's receedinhg hairline. It'll be pure gold!

And to close it out... the new Simpsons HD intro. For those that missed it, the Simpsons updated their intro for HD TV... oinly a few minor changes, but it definately reflects the changes in the show over the past 20 years.



Peace,
Broke

It's been a while...

But i'm back from the coast, and I have 2 announcements.
Firstly,
HAPY BIRTHDAY PMM.
Yes indeed, another year older, and marginally wiser.
Cheers bud, hope you live to be as old as this guy here.


Secondly,
HAPPY VALENTINES DAY KIDS.
No real happy sentiments to add here, as I don't know who will be reading this, so i'll just include a photo of 2 gorillas hugging.
Enjoy.

I'll be back soonish, need to put together next weeks radio show.
Peace

On the 2 turntables I would say i'm nice....

Hey Kids,
so for those that tuned in to the show today, or even for those who didn't, here's the minimix from the end of the show today.
Hope y'all enjoyed it, tune in next week for more of the same. Only better.
Minimix 1
Peace,
Broke

Call up the Request Line. ..

So,
Eclectical Empire starts tomorrow, and it's going to be sweeeeeeet.
Jackson's been digging up facts and figures for the show...

And i've been getting the beats in order.....

So remember kids...


When: 2pm - 3pm
Where: SYN FM, 90.7 on your FM dial.
Why: Because we wanna.....

Heavy Rotation Part V

Back once again......
So the track for this week comes from the Prometheus of Hip Hop, Aesop Rock.
If you don't know Aesop Rock, he's pretty much the bastard spawn of Bob Dylan, John Milton & Biggie Smalls (Now there's a vivid image...)
But yeah, he is good. Crazy stream of consciousness multi-syllable rhymes good.
Night Life is taken from the Daylight EP, the follow up release to Labor Days (if you don't own it, go out and buy it. Don't download it though, you slack bitches. Spend some moolah, the governments about to drop us nearly a whole stack, so spend the 20 spot on a dope CD). The track itself is a lyrical reworking of a single from Labor Days called Daylight.
Unlike a standard remix, Night Life takes the lyrical structure of Daylight, and by reworking the words pretty much completely changes the meaning and feeling of the track. Where Daylight is positive, Night Life is negative. Where Daylight is uplifting, Nightlight is.... well, you get the point.
There is good reason for this though. During the making of this EP, Aesop went insane. Not the kooky, wild, "my mom is just so craaazy" kind of insane, the real kind of insane. And it shows through on these lyrics. Observe the change from Daylight (Still relatively sane)
And I'm sleeping now, yeah the settlers laugh;
You won't be laughing when your covered wagons crash.
You won't be laughing when the buzzards drag your brothers flags to rags,
You won't be laughing when your front lawn is spangled with epitaphs,
You won't be laughing.
to Night Life (total Nut Bar)
And I can't sleep now, Yeah, the police'll laugh,
You won't be laughing when your covered wagons crash.
You won't be laughing when you're hosted by the ghost of Christmas past,
You won't be laughing when your blow up doll's got a headache
and won't give up the ass,
You won't be laughing.
So as we can see, losing your mind is no joke. Even the chorus of the track goes from mad positive:
All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day,
put the pieces back together my way.
All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day,
put the pieces back together my way.
To scary. Just plain scary.
All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day,
Swallow up the pieces,
Spit 'em at your species.
Reachin' the city of lost barnacles and leeches,
Night-light got me when the daylight went to evening.
Yeah.
But Aesop got better, and returned from the abyss to the edge of sanity where he built a cottage, which allows him to write crazy epic poems without wanting to die. And the world, and Hip Hop is better off for it.
So here's both tracks, for your consideration and comparison.
Daylight
and
Night Light
Peace, Kiddies