Music Review

MC Flagrant

“MC Flagrant changes things up and hits us with his first concept album, straight from life on the streets.  The story told is not unusual.  A man, a woman, love and misunderstanding.  Powerful bass-lines and intricate, layered rhyme-schemes deliver a narrative that anyone who has truly been in love can relate to.  This is why MC Flagrant is at the top of today’s hip-hop heap.  B+

Side A

1. Bitch, Take Off Them Drawers

2. You Heard Me?!?

3. Hell-Yeeeeeah, I Said Take ‘Em Off

4. Yo….Did I Stutter?! (Extended Version)

5. Does This DICK Look Like I’m Playin’ Around?!?

Side B

6. I Don’t Care Where You WUZ Goin’

7. Guess You Gonna Be Late For Work Then

8. Ho, That’s My Football Trophy….Don’t Even Mess

9. Oh, Shit, Guuurl, Wuuuuuuuut?!? You Must Wanna Be A ‘Lifetime’ Movie

10. The Fuck If I’m Takin’ You To Red Lobster On Friday

 

 

 

Music Review

Banjo Funktucky

Banjo Funktucky (née  Nigiri Takeyoshi) follows up his well-received debut album, “Somethin’ Definitely Smells Like Eggs”, with a hard-hitting, game-changer.   “Gon’ Murder That Puss” is a power-house of boot-stomping banjo virtuosity.  Soulful lyrics that hearken back to a naïve Billy Ray Cyrus fresh off the bus and complicated arpeggios that might have been birthed from the mind of Béla Bartók had he had the good sense to be born in Memphis.  Don’t miss it. A-

Side A

1. Gon’ Murder That Puss    

2. Eggs Over-E-Z, Legs Over-Me-Z

3. Nice to Meet Ya.  I Think One Time You Fucked A Friend Of Mine

4. The Ol’ Beefstink Skindleflint

5. This Whiskey Thinks You’re Fat

Side B

1. Dirty Danny’s Fuck-Truck

2. Gross…Well, How About A Blow-job?

3. Won’t You Wear This Wig, Doreen?

4. The Mucky-Shucky-Thrusty

5. A Monkey Makes A Bad Pet

6. Ma’am, Yer Canyon’s Just Too Wide

 

 

 

 

Plants That Murder

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The Lux Roseo Simia Homicida is a West African flowering plant that secretes a tryptophan-rich bananaish-pudding-substance which is a delicacy for orangutans.  After consuming handfuls of the sweet ambrosia, the orangutan quickly succumbs to the potent sleep-inducing chemicals present and falls into a deep slumber.  While asleep, the Lux Roseo Simia Homicida violently tears off all the orangutan’s appendages and stacks them neatly to be eaten later.  The beautiful flower then drains all of the internal organs and fluids by holding the torso aloft and shaking it repeatedly until intestines, liver, and pancreas come shuuuk-glopping out into it’s gaping maw.  Once empty, the ravenous blossom bites the orangutan’s neck in half and the brain, eyeballs, and assorted head-glands are scraped out, consumed and then the skull is sky-hooked into a nearby make-shift skull-pile.  It’s initial hunger sated, it then waves the recently stacked orangutan arms around, making jokes like, “Look at me, I’m a meth-crazed truck-driver DOOT! DOOT!” or “Let’s play this slot machine again- (PULL MOTION) Ching-jing-jing-jing-jing-jing” and “Park that 747 over here, sky-fag.” while pretending to be a union air-traffic controller for his flower friends, which still makes them laugh, no matter how many times they’ve seen it.

Derek and Clint – Sea Anemones #1

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Clint: Can you look and see if my abs are more defined?

Derek: No. (continues reading)

Clint: It’ll just take a minute. (Takes off T-shirt)  Here…

Derek: I’m not looking at you without a shirt on to evaluate your body, dude.  It’s weird.

Clint: I’ve been working side-crunches to get my external obliques really ripped.

Derek: Hey, great.  I couldn’t be less interested and I don’t know what your abs looked like before so…

Clint: Yeah, heh-heh, well, I’m pretty sure they were less defined (flexes)……(Grunts)….can you just look up from…(Grunts)…your stupid Civil War book for like a second and check?

Derek: No.  I’m not comfortable looking at your body in that way ever.  Buy a mirror.

Clint:  Whatever, man!!  You’re just jealous of how fuckin’ shredded I am!  (Puts shirt back on.)  I guess it’s true…”Haters gonna hate.”

Derek: Ah, a Benjamin Franklin quote.

Clint: Shut up, Derek!!!  YOU’RE a Benjamin Franklin quote………………..IN YOUR FACE!!!

Derek: Good one.

 

Corporate Retreat Team-Building Exercise

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Senior Accounts Manager, Derek Restsun (Raccoon Lord):  Ok, now you sit here, Thomas.  You represent The Fire of Life, the Human Spirit and Creativity.

Assistant Executive Liaison, Thomas Dempth (The Fire):  I do?!  Oh, great -sits- I always wanted to be someth…

Senior Accounts Manager, Derek Restsun (Raccoon Lord):  Silence!!…..Let us begin…Beasts of the Darkness!  Raise up now your sticks that we may put The Fire out…

Assistant Executive Liaison, Thomas Dempth (The Fire): Uhmmm, you guys, time-out for a second here, what exactly do you mean “put The Fire out”?

VP of Marketing, Chad Ciesel (High-Priest Owl):  When The Fire no longer serves The Holy Profit, we must see that it is…..extinguished…responsibly.

Accounting Staff Members, Carole Paglione, Stacy Demtheiler, Norma Brusen (Turtle Guardians): (Chanting) Ita fit ignis, et sic ignis redit ad Satan atro Dominum nostrum…

Assistant Executive Liaison, Thomas Dempth (The Fire): -tries to stand, but is firmly re-seated by Acolyte Otter- Hey, whoa!! Wait!!  Look, I’m all for Corporate Team-Building, but…is this because I wouldn’t do the Trust-Fall exercise?!  I really do have a lumbar condition…

Accounting Staff Members, Carole Paglione, Stacy Demtheiler, Norma Brusen (Turtle Guardians): (Chanting): Non curo vestri lumborum conditione…

Senior Accounts Manager, Derek Restsun (Raccoon Lord):  Commence the extinguishing!!…(strikes The Fire on the head repeatedly with his stick, High-Priest Owl, Minion Skunk, and Acolyte Otter smite him about the legs and torso as the Turtle Guardians join hands and amplify their chant.  The Fire screams for mercy, escalating to an ear-piercing volume, then quickly weakening until his bludgeoned, crumpled body is completely still in an ever-widening pool of blood.  The Turtle Guardians move in quickly to feast on his flesh and internal organs while Acolyte Otter shamefully attempts to hide the sticky remnants of his now ebbing tumescence.

Senior Accounts Manager, Derek Restsun (Raccoon Lord):  -smiling, hands Acolyte Otter a wet-nap- O.K., great job, Team!! -claps briefly- way to work together.  I think we’re gonna have a great fiscal quarter now.  Let’s take 10, grab some coffee and snack-treats, and then make your way to the Radisson Conference ballroom.  We’ve got a surprise keynote-speaker from corporate and you are definitely gonna want to bring a highlighter.