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1/2 of the Queen Venerator Podcast. Movies no one cares about. Music no one likes. Food that doesn’t exist anymore. Cancelled TV shows. We like trash, but not in an endearing way. www.queenvenerator.com
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Misidentification of genre is a good thing for music. For example, if a person mistakenly refers to Spin Doctors as shoegaze, this simply makes shoegaze more powerful by broadening its scope of possibility (such as alt-rock scatting). Conversely, shoegaze gains nothing when defined via exclusion.

My growing obsession with lacquered wood continues. Found this lil desk clock in the chaos bins for basically nothing. The hands were bent up, but after some tweaking it started right up. Neat lil thing.

@peon.bsky.social reminded me of the Space Ghost episode Knifin’ Around, so I needed to post perhaps my favorite moment in Adult Swim history.

SGC2C is probably the most influential piece of pop culture in my life. A clear fork in the road that sent me down this weird path, and this is probably the high water mark of the show. So many lines from that episode pop into my brain at a moment’s notice.

tonight we are joined by our friend @osullyville.bsky.social (pictured here) twitch.tv/gooffkings

what a great franchise.

Ok, so I just spent all day rearranging stuff cause I got a bunch of cheap utilitarian furniture so I could organize things better. The first room I did is my dining room/dual workspace/bird room.

What an amazing album. First of all, this fucking slaps. Second and more importantly, according his bio provided by the excellent Astral Spirits label, the guy behind the project, Jeremy Barnes, made this as he was teaching music at a juvenile detention center and to refugee youths online. Awesome.

We watched Snowy Bing Bongs Across the North Star Combat Zone last night and I’ve been thinking about it all day today.

Today was a highly successful tear through the chaos thrift bins and the Restore. I even found this busted tripod for better photos. The results are mixed but that’s also cause idk how to take a photo without looking like I’m simmering with rage at all times.

Got another great one on @buhrecords.bsky.social and it’s a debut by Mauricio Moquillaza. I’m a sucker for modular synth stuff and this takes on a uniquely dark, moody tone that I appreciate. Good stuff right here.

So I made a list version of that Record Label starter pack I did months ago cause the pack hit its 150 account limit and there’s more than 150 record labels I like. Again, I’m mostly doing this for me, but a lot of people seemed to like it last time, so I figured I’d let people know it exists.

Follow up on this: I asked him his actual review today cause family, online pals, and IRL friends needed to know. His response: “(Smiling wryly) It’s pretty badass, huh?”

There goes David Johansen (1950-2025). He brought the personality to The New York Dolls’ “Personality Crisis,” before reinventing himself as Buster Poindexter for the “Hot Hot Hot,” MTV 80s and later his musicological diversion in The Harry Smiths. (Photos by Richard Creamer/Getty Images)

What a pleasant album. Like a lot of the stuff Kitchen Leg puts out, this reminds me of those late 2000s Not Not Fun records, and also like NNF @kitchenlegrecords.bsky.social I love pretty much everything they put out. Gonna have to seek out more Brabrabra.

Gonna spend today catching up on new music as I go cassette hunting. This Some Pepper album on Hot Releases is excellent. A dance-y noise album that’d be high on my 2024 album list if I had made one I reckon.

I’m visiting my parents and I just had this conversation with my 70 year old dad, who mostly just watches Big Ten wrestling tournaments and The Big Bang Theory: Dad: “Hey, I saw a horror movie yesterday and wanted to know if you’ve seen it” Me: “Maybe, what was it?” Dad: “You know Art the Clown?”

Golf legend Bull Nakano

Been thinking about “Rumblefish” by the Goats all day today.

It’s pretty cool that you can walk into a hardware store now and not only have an entire shelf of BBQ seasonings for some reason, but also have said BBQ seasonings plastered with some dude’s Rule 34 portfolio.

I'm so so tired of the Poor Liddle People who Didn't Know Twump was Bad narrative. I'm tired that it feels like everyone with a brain cell is expected to excuse them or feel bad for them for being stupid vicious Nazis. How about they need to start atoning?

I have a minute, so I figured I’d do a big tangent about the song “Passionate Crime” by Bunty Bailey.

At some point alot of people in the news decided that every American political event happens in a dimension absent of any question of morality and can only be spoken about in terms of who scored a “political touchdown” and not 150,000 additional children going hungry because that’s “fair”