At the Drive In, One Armed Scissor. From 2000’s Relationship of Command. For RDK.
Usually the word reunion makes me cringe. Example: Kajagoogoo Reunion. See what I mean?
In the case of the rumored reunion talks going on between the members of At The Drive-In, the word takes on a decidedly “fuck yeah” feeling. Former Drive-In vocalist, Cedric Bixler-Zavala has confirmed that the band is considering getting back together.
Zavala and his band, The Mars Volta, are getting ready to release their fifth stuido record, Octahedron, on June 23rd. The bands European tour starts in London on June 18th.
So, just to clarify, if I use my typewriter like, let’s say, four to eight times a day…will I go blind? Or will I just go straight to Hell. Or is it both? I’m so confused.
Snowcone Cocktail. My liver says NO!!!, but my mouth says yes…
I think the five-year old drunk in me just shed a tear at this beautiful booze-infused concoction. It’s called The Madras and it contains eight different types of liquor. Which has the ameture hour favorite, the Long Island Ice Tea beat by three shots. The Madras was created by some bored rummy in 1956. Probably since the rummy’s liquor cabinet was really spare. Emptyish liquor cabinets cause rummy’s to get creative with booze they usually wouldn’t drink, and that’s probably how The Madras came to be. I say this because in order to make a Madras you need the following liquid party favors:
Apricot liqueur, Green Chartreuse, Bénédictine, Crème de cassis, Crème de cacao, Anisette, and Dark Curaçao are added to each layer of chipped ice. Then you pour Cognac over the top. Then you probably black out. But it sure is pretty, ain’t it?
Thanks to the sexy Internet powers of Stacey for the link.
As a very sexy and anvery Surly friend of mine once said, not everything “rocks”. This is especially true when it comes to the following items, called out by my guitar-wielding BFF. And I quote:
Disposable diapers do not rock. Credit cards do not rock. Fruit roll ups do not rock. Graham crackers shaped like teddy bears do not rock. The Pillsbury dough boy does not rock. Disney fabricated teen idols do not rock. New cars do not rock. Laundry detergent does not rock. Deodorant does not rock. Award shows do not rock. Your Mom does not rock for buying you baloney and your Dad does not rock for bringing home pizza and calling it dinner.
Inflatable GOD ROCKS! guitars most definitely do not rock.
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