Tag Archives: Time Travel

A Metalhead, An Accountant and A Wizard Walk Into A Bar…

…and proceed to rock my balls off. But Dysrhythmia don’t rock balls in the typical fashion- for there is nothing typical about this band. What they do is swim up your urethra like the dreaded candiru, gestate in your testicles, and then burst forth from your scrotum like a chest-hugger, splattering blood and seminal fluid all over the unsuspecting hipsters inhabiting Brooklyn’s Union Pool. That’s how they rock balls.

Dysrhythmia are one of the most technically proficient live bands I’ve ever seen. Colin Marston wields the six-stringed bass like a dwarf wields a battle axe, drummer Jeff Eber crunches rhythms like he probably crunches numbers in his day job, and Kevin Hufnagel’s hands move so fast and with such economy of motion, they look like they are vibrating. When the man shreds, he makes faces like he is simultaneously taking a shit and  traveling through time. Dysrhythmia is a band that demands your respect.

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The Kanye West Douchebag Time Machine

Kanye takes a swig of the ole jerk juice

Kanye takes a swig of the ole jerk juice

This whole Kanye/VMA thing has renewed interest in a couple of old posts of mine. Thanks for the traffic spike, D-bag.

“Single Ladies” A Thinly Veiled Euphemism For Butt Sex

Kanye, Lil Wayne, Jay-Z and Some Other Dude Get It On With Pregnant Chick At The Grammys

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BREAKING NEWS: Adam Greene Calls “My Jam” on Entire Insane Clown Posse Catalog

Haha, seriously though, this is the reason I’ll never have kids. Because God forbid they turned out like this, I’d have to shoot them execution style and then turn the gun on myself.

Personally, I blame the parents. Such severe acting out can only be attributed to one thing- an insipid home environment devoid of any creative influence. Most kids credit their parents with at least spinning a few Stones or Beatles records while they were suckling pups, but not these guys. They didn’t experience note one until some Juggalo0 introduced them to the diseased cock that is ICP and blew a toxic load in their ear. Ah, the desire to fit in.

If I could have foreseen suck jackassery, I totally would have went to school and become a time traveling abortionist. I’d be rich by now.

I know it’s like shooting fish in a barrel, but check out even more reasons to have a vasectomy in this humorous post over at METAL SUCKS.

Mastodon’s Crack the Skye Leaks!!!

***UPDATE***

I’m sure many of you are finding your way here because Crack The Skye finally has leaked, rendering this obnoxious joke pretty much useless. It was fun while it lasted, and garnered me a nice amount of traffic (although not nearly as much as now that it has actually leaked.)

The leak is only 128kps, and is missing the final song, but I can’t wait, and shall be listening shortly.

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…are the words I’m waiting to hear.

Suckaz.

For those who know the history between this band and what’s betwixt my legs, my anticipation should come as no surprise. It was not long ago a young, red-cloaked maiden named Mastodon first pranced her way through my loins to pluck my flesh berries. They loan them back to me on occaision, but my nuts have belonged to the band ever since.

The album’s concept, straight from Brann via Blabbermouth:

“There is a paraplegic and the only way that he can go anywhere is if he astral travels. He goes out of his body, into outer space and a bit like Icarus, he goes too close to the sun, burning off the golden umbilical cord that is attached to his solar plexus. So he is in outer space and he is lost, he gets sucked into a wormhole, he ends up in the spirit realm and he talks to spirits telling them that he is not really dead. So they send him to the Russian cult, they use him in a divination and they find out his problem. They decide they are going to help him. They put his soul inside Rasputin’s body. Rasputin goes to usurp the czar and he is murdered. The two souls fly out of Rasputin’s body through the crack in the sky(e) and Rasputin is the wise man that is trying to lead the child home to his body because his parents have discovered him by now and think that he is dead. Rasputin needs to get him back into his body before it’s too late. But they end up running into the Devil along the way and the Devil tries to steal their souls and bring them down…there are some obstacles along the way.”

I think a paraplegic astral projected back in time to when I was in the womb and sucked my balls into a wormhole of awesome.