grrrr

Time to get going. Round two of my dental visits for fillings commences in about an hour. My teeth are still intermittently sore from round one three weeks ago and are sensitive to pressure, heat, and cold. It's probably not doing wonders for my digestive system that I haven't been chewing my food properly since that visit. I am not looking forward to another couple weeks of mouth pain.

wobbly wild, meow055

I have no idea what this would sound like, but the description is awe-inspiring:

Drawing inspiration from John Oswald's classic acts of sonic appropriation, Wobbly responds to an increasingly corporate radio landscape by personalizing the popular. Sidestepping the info-glut, Wobbly gets jiggy with a jigsaw, and hurls house anthems down the stairs. Turning Jay-Z into John Ashbery, Wobbly hot rods hip hop lyrics into brilliantly askew proclamations: "There's no bedroom in the shower" (track 19). Mashed up but always on point, Wobbly's quasi-lyrics trick Eminem into saying "They feed me to burn in this media index, oh!" in an act of cut and paste ventriloquism that's both creepily accurate and hilarious. Designed to work both as stand alone blasts or as an extended composition, Wild Why has the structural rigor of New Music from the academy and the sue-me bravado of labelmate Kid 606.

(Oh yeah, Wobbly's release was mentioned at interestingmonstah.com.)

heh

I opened my mailbox just now to find a package from London. "Who do I know in England?" I wondered. No one. I tore open the envelope to find, however, my cool Erasure t-shirt from the "official fan organisation," Erasure Information Service. They kindly included a cute little "e" neck-trinket, a pin with the I Say, I Say, I Say "erasure" logo, and a copy of the mini-EP Crackers International. (I love these mini-EP CDs. They're like three inches in diameter, but play in most cd players.) I'd forgotten I'd ordered the t-shirt a few weeks ago on-line. Silly me.