RIP Michael Jackson
Let's not forget that before he grew into a terrifying reflection of America's perversions, Michael Jackson was a beautiful child with an angelic voice. And kids will always be cute.
The Opposite of Truth
Let's not forget that before he grew into a terrifying reflection of America's perversions, Michael Jackson was a beautiful child with an angelic voice. And kids will always be cute.
Posted by John McCloskey at 9:08 AM 3 comments
Labels: YouTube Covers
The sea robins came in slowly at first. They nipped at our bait, stealing cut strips of clams and bunker right out from under us. We mistook the tugs we felt on our lines as nibbles from legitimate fish. Fish we would hold up with pride for a photograph, then kill and eat.
When Mike reeled in the first one he made a sour face and said, "sea robin." I said, "What?"
I don't remember sea robins in New England. It looked exotic and horrible in the bright light of day. I wanted to eat it all the same.
"What do they taste like? Can you eat them?" I asked the skipper.
"First of all, it's like filleting a tennis ball," he said. "But Chinese people say they're an aphrodisiac. I guess they say that a lot."
I never found out if they were an aphrodisiac. An hour later we started catching more noble fish, striper and blues. By the end of the day we had 100lbs of fish to take home. The skipper filleted the blues and stripers on the dock in Cold Spring Harbor. After he cut away the flesh, he let the remaining carcasses and fish heads drop into the water. They wafted down to the bottom where the crabs picked the skeletons clean.
Posted by John McCloskey at 8:29 AM 0 comments
Who knew?
Posted by John McCloskey at 1:44 PM 0 comments
Labels: YouTube Covers
The irony of the song gets lost when this kid sings it.
Posted by John McCloskey at 11:34 AM 0 comments
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So I've been looking up covers of fairly obscure songs I know on YouTube. This kid does Roland The Thompson Gunner. It's a tune about the ghost of a mercenary.
Maybe if I go through enough of these covers I'll find some terrible savant, untrained and gorgeous for it. But most of them are run of the mill coffee house people, trying their best to sing it exactly like it is on the record. There's a diamond out there somewhere.
Anyway, there's something sweet about a kid singing about a Norwegian soldier of fortune in her bedroom. Better than listening to Jonas Bros.
Posted by John McCloskey at 2:44 PM 0 comments
The Obama Deception is high art in conspiracy theory.
And this my favorite comment from the YouTube peanut gallery:
*I am a 3.5 gpa college student at santa monica. I have done research after seing this video. I have not been able to rebutle anything in this video. Furthermore i have found evidence to support these claims. I have gone over it with my political science professor who has a ph.d in political science. He states that Wall street has taken over Main street.*
Posted by John McCloskey at 12:02 PM 0 comments
Labels: conspiracies