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Interplanetary Good Time

Somehow, the intergalactic-surf-punk movement of the 1990s came and went entirely unnoticed by me. How? I thought I was relatively lucid and paying attention back then. But, alas, I missed out on the early years of “Man or Astro-man?” and am only now coming to discover the band’s musical genius. My first introduction to the cosmic rockers was, as most musical introductions are these days, via YouTube; they seemed to be just a bunch of funny guys in space suits who play very loud. Not so! (Well, the part about the space suits and high volume is accurate, but they go beyond that). Having been offered a ticket by a friend, who told me that the band’s first album “changed my life,” I donned my big shoes (which deserve their own blog post) to see these performers from, as the legend has it, somewhere in outer space (or maybe just Alabama) perform a show in support of their new album “Defcon 5…4…3…2…1…”  This would also be my first foray into The Sinclair, an actual rock venue in the otherwise musically bland Harvard Square region of Cambridge. Clearly, these astronomical (no, not gastronomical) surf-dudes know what they’re doing:

Not The Sinclair, But A Very Similar Experience

Poetic Justice
Mussel Pat's House of Cockles


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Sunday, 17 December 2017

Trumpian Tweetage Haiku Continuum


False Accusations.

Women I don't know. FAKE NEWS!

Collusion. Russia.


Army Navy Game





He's bad on Crime, Life, Border.



Time Magazine Called

Prob'ly "Person of the Year"

I took a pass. Thanks!


The Christmas Story

Mother, Father, Baby Son

Jesus Christ. Bahrain.


Matt Lauer just fired

When will top executives

Be fired for Fake News? 

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