aslavetothedriveofobsession

fav Sopranos moment of all-time: [baccala and Tony are meeting at an undisclosed location; Bacala is leaning up against Tony's SUV] Tony: "why don't you quit leaning up against my truck.." Baccala: "Huh?" Tony: "you heard me, you fat bastard, quit leaning up against it, you calzone with legs, you're liable to tip it over!" [Tony peels out, Baccala is left standing by himself on the verge of tears] Baccala: "calling me fat?! why don't you try looking in the mirror once in a while you insensitive c*cksuckah!"

emotion detector... kickass lead, synths are futuristic.. plus they'll never play it live.

i'm really surprised how many people chose The Pass... i chose superconductor because of the badass keyboard textures during the fake keyboard solo and because a friend of mine is in the video.

time & motion

i'm a writer of the worst stripe -- a 3rd-rate hack sellout, a hired mouthpiece for the medical malpractice insurance industry... i'm paid to write B2B (that's supposed to be a cute way of saying business-to-business, to the uninitiated). while coming up with cogent, fact-based analysis to hook into these stories is a challenge, essentially my job is to fill my share (4 pgs.) of a weekly publication. i liken my office to a Necropolis; it's the walking dead, except nobody bothered to issue a memo... clearly a nursing home for hacks, misanthropes and wannabes. like me. the fact that they make us come in at all is a joke. somehow i can't picture HST and P.J. O'Rourke idling by the water cooler at the Rolling Stone editorial office exchanging pleasantries about the previous night's episode of Rhoda. i don't understand why any company would make staff who do nothing but write come into an office. it's like out of a sitcom or some shitty movie; incompetent mgmt, intra-office canoodling but it's truly like that. the co. prez is stuck in 1950, probably still listens to Pat Boone... i'd guess he's a great guy to have as an uncle; manning the helm, not so good. picture Big Guy from WKRP in Cincinnati except more fit, and pretends to run things. i don't even show up sometimes... i've burned every sick day i've got and have ditched early just about every single day, unless i was in the middle of DL'ing and burning some good bootlegs that i just had to hear that day. i think consistently coming in early when i am there gives the appearance of a functional employee, probably not... and i might be concerned about that except mgmt doesn't fire anyone, for anything. one particular employee literally sleeps at his desk in a sitting up position; his own snoring wakes him up, at which point he mashes the keyboards to give the air of a diligent insurance reporter. so you see, i get to be jd salinger in my own time, except i'm no longer in love with my own writing so i naturally assume no one else will want to read it, either. and besides, any inspiration i have is sucked from me during the day.

i'm w/ you, dude... TTP. it's the Jeff Berlin influenced bass and sharp, grabby synths that just push it over the top. but after seeing the three stooges do THE best version of Mission, ever, several times on this tour, i gotta make that 1A.