Archive for the 'water' Category
“No way! Who wants to spend time in a cave? . . . the GRM (Glass Rock Momentum) is at full speed and fear of Henry Rollins beasting/besting [me] in a bass-off does not exist. How could it?”
It is said that if you know your enemies and know yourself, you will not be imperiled in a hundred battles; if you do not know your enemies but do know yourself, you will win one and lose one; if you do not know your enemies nor yourself, you will be imperiled in every single battle.
“According to Sun Tzu, I am going in a 100 for a 100 to begin with; also, Tubes hasn’t been deceased and-or floating, he’s been cheating. His NY date has been announced with David Lee Roth and Pat Travers for August 6th. Should be a killer!”
. . . playing with the Neu! configuration on this date is Hermeto Pascoal, existing on the side of uninformed yet probably accurate notions of South American cool that eluded Terence McKenna? Please, phone in to disagree but know that herein we speak of the esthetic of cool versus its absence. Substanative arguments about any one person’s contributions to humanity or not will have the phone slammed in their reasonable faces. Who would you rather hang out with? That is the question. Glass Rock or the Rollins Band? “Glass Rock, at least the bassist of Glass Rock (BGR) versus HGR.” “I thought so.” Thanks everyone.
As our friends from the Fifth Dimension have pointed out, Earth has indeed been “the” premier vacation spot in the galaxy since the Big Bang shook everything up, a stop over for celestial beings ranging from Kool Keith to your next door neighbor, from a misguided Fred “Sonic” Smith in a spacesuit to the people in 2B who [I] only know as “Santiago/Robles.” And why not?
Plus we have waterslides. So, given all there is to offer on this here Pale Blue Dot and how people might lie about being here, Glass Rock is now offering notarized letters from Science and Psychology Columnist Aaron Mullan stating “I took a vacation to Earth and all I got was this lousy notarized letter.” All it takes is a valid state ID, passport, driver’s license, or receipts from the Ohio or Jersey turnpike to prove you’ve indeed been to earth (and $300 plus notary fees). Excess skeeball tickets might also be considered (as payment, not proof of time spent on earth). Take that letter to the next plane and show all your friends. To quote one satsifed notarized letter holder, “Earth People, I was born on Jupiter, but you can bet I’ll be back for Mardi Gras, my annual jaunt to Yellowstone, floating in the Dead Sea, petting a yak, spitting back at a llama and of course a Glass Rock Dance Party and Glass Rock Concert. Now I have the papers to prove it.” CASH ONLY PLEASE, BROWN PAPER BAGS ACCEPTABLE
[Unidentified Glass Rock member] swam from label mandated rehab on Staten Island to lower Manhattan early this morning using traditional rotational breathing swimming methods, after having solved the riddle of [unidentified addiction]. The answer: sublimation. This may have disastrous consquences for Glass Rock’s next album. More as the story develops.
