State by State, We March On
Yo.
Lets start this off by saying that I’m listening to the ISMFOF album right now. I’ll get to that later on.
Vanna is on tour with Ligeia right now, and they played here in Charleston last night. I know you’re like, “Hey Black Dave, they were the shit in 2006, and then they decided to fall off of the face of the planet and you’re a faggot for even mentioning them”, but there’s this phrase I’ve been exercising a lot and goes something like “fuck off”. Anyway, they were real good and I figured I should mention it. If you ever see Vanna and they don’t play a song called ‘I Am The Wind, You Are The Feather’, tell them that you’ll fight them and then have the kid next to you tell them that he/she’ll blow them if they don’t play it. Preferrably a dude on the blowjob. Worked for us…it’ll work for you.
Apparently this blog has gotten over 3,000 views so far and I have by no means written 3,000 views worth of posts. If you like my shit let me know. If you hate it, let me know.
Speaking of hating my blog, about a week ago someone IM’ed me like “I would never let my child read your blog”. I didn’t know who it was, and I know I hate when people ask me who I am on aim(probably because my screename is ‘itsblackdave’), so I didn’t ask and politely responded with, “Then tell em not to.” “Tell who?” “Your son.” “I don’t have a child, it’s rude you would assume that.” Well, in rebuttal…fuck you.
I bet you guys have noticed that autumn is on the horizon. The only thing I’ve noticed is that a few months ago, the birds were red, and now they’re blue. That bothers the shit out of me. I know when Michael Jackson switched from black to white, mad niggas were bothered. But when blue birds replace the red ones, no one gives a fuck. I give a fuck! Someone call Obama or that old dude running for president and tell them to fix that in 2009. Well, don’t call Obama, I think he’s down with the color change. He’s all about that god damn change.
Speaking of change, follow me on Twitter:
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Let me tell you about this I Set My Friends On Fire album, titled “You Can’t Spell Slaughter Without Laughter”. Dearest Epitaph, you had to have known this was a bad idea and that there are a million better “cyber” bands out there. When you’re in the same scene as ISMFOF, you’re called “cyber(insert word)”. Cybergrind. Cybercore. Cybergore. Yes…gore is now an official genre. Ask my friends in 100deadrabbits. They’re nintendoGORE. Think about HORSE the Band, they call themselves Nintendocore, and make it gory. Funny the power of a g.
http://www.myspace.com/100deadrabbits
Speaking of G…the ISMFOF album was not that good. I’ve been to several websites and all of them agree that the album is worth about one half of a star. That’s 2 and a half points out of 25. The best song is “Things That Rhyme With Orange”, and the worst song is everything else. I’ll listen to “But the Nuns are Watching” and not want to fight Vincent, who will end my life if we engaged in such an event.
Who’s Vincent you ask?
Speaking of Vincents…Kat Dennings still hasn’t called me. Or that nigga Michael Cera.
I’ll be calling Sierra Emerge soon, to set up our wedding, of course.
If you don’t leave me a comment, you suck as bad as this ISMFOF album.