Michael Kindt's Blog, page 142

In my day, a quarter ounce was only 25 bucks, and it still got...

In my day, a quarter ounce was only 25 bucks, and it still got me all fucked up. My young Millennial friend, whom I mentioned before on here (he’s the one who’s always showing me glistening Instagram buds on his phone), says pot is so much better now: “The THC content is through the roof!”.

According to his philosophy, Everclear is the finest Bourbon you can buy.

I didn’t even like pot back when I smoked it. It makes me nervous and self-conscious and, oh, what fun!

It should be legal, though.

Most things should be legal, goddamn it.

factory-of-fuzz:We’ve got a brand spankin’ new song out, and...

factory-of-fuzz:

We’ve got a brand spankin’ new song out, and there will be an album to come.

Recorded and mixed in a span of ten hours. Yesterday was fun.

South Dakota slash Oregon rock and roll :)

If you’ll allow me one more memory. Personally, I always...

If you’ll allow me one more memory. Personally, I always preferred American punk to UK. I understood the cadence and tone better. This song is only 54 seconds long, but it should be 53 seconds.

Why dilly dally?

Lights Out - Angry Samoans

Fuck the USA - The Exploited

Fuck the USA - The Exploited

Picture of you during your punk period pls?

No digital ones, sorry. It was the early 90s. I was and am tattless. I was skinheaded then as I am now. I didn’t have a beard. My belly was much smaller. I pierced nothing but my ears, and only once. They have since closed.

So, yeah.

I Danced With Nazi Punks And Had A Bang Up Time

What always confused me about the world I came out of, were the Straight Edge punks. Don’t get me wrong. I loved them for taking a moral stand in a swirling sea of immorality, but what? There weren’t no strait edge metal heads. Why us?

Punk rock has always been a very moral, principled music. Although it may sound like it, it has never been about excess. For excess, you need to visit our metal friends next door.

Punk has always been political, focused, ABOUT something. And even when it’s having fun, like with the Ramones, it’s tongue-in-cheek and has another layer.

A Straight Edge could never have occurred in another genre.

I can’t tell you about how many Strait Edgers I’ve danced with, but it’s dozens, and every time they’re the nastiest. So many times I limped away bleeding.

One time I was dancing in Denver and we got some Nazi Punks in there. They were skinheaded just like us. The only way you could tell they were Nazi Punks were by the patches on their jackets—fucking swastikas and that SS thing and so on.

They were there and they were dancing so we danced with them, and, like, I slammed one up against the wall and he bowed out. We were, like, hitting them harder than in a normal dance, just because they were Nazi Punks, and they totally bowed out every time. It was their turf, too, Denver. We were out of SoDak.

So, I guess the moral of the story is Straight Edgers beat out Nazi Punks..

In my experience, Straight Edgers never had a lot of regalia, maybe a patch here and there, maybe, but the Nazi Punks were decorated, patches everywhere.

And they couldn’t dance.

Pussies.

A person will describe candlelight as either “dim” or “intimate” (or some permutation thereof).

Use this to determine whether or not to be friends with them.

Oh, and just be thankful you’re not an unarmed black male,...

Oh, and just be thankful you’re not an unarmed black male, because, damn, girl.

Those who can, do. Those who can’t, teach. And those you can’t teach, criticize.

Remember who the lowest form of life is, before you listen to them and beat yourself up.

Tom Bodette’s overdose death in an Alabama whorehouse comes as no suprise to children

Tom Bodette’s overdose death in an Alabama whorehouse comes as no suprise to children:

early-onset-of-night:

Tom Bodette earned modest fame as the familiar voice for Motel 6 during the 80’s and 90’s. His homespun, everyman voice assured millions “We’ll leave the light on for you.” The slogan became widely known, perhaps even iconic, and ranked up there with “Where’s the beef?”, “Good to the last drop”,…

I wrote this five years ago and, according to Google Analytics, it gets dozens of hits a week to this day. I have no problem with Tom Bodett (the correct spelling) and it’s pure satire and comedy. He is a minor public figure and I riffed on him, that’s all. I pride myself on avoiding agenda and try to be an equal opportunity mocker. The story is so over the top and farcical I couldn’t imagine anyone not picking up on it, but occasionally they don’t. I have been informed many times that Tom Bodett is still alive and well and did not, as I claimed, die in an Alabama whorehouse.

Thanks, guys.