Sat on the board..Trumpty Dumpty is a real whore.
Within one hour of NBC's announcement that he could be replaced by fellow criminal Martha Stewart, his staff concocted a letter of resignation from the Presidential Race Riot.
Something like $50M he would have forfieted from the boob tube. Buys a lot of "product". (hair joke)
We know which gig pays more.
At least he made his exit from politics more gracefully than the Governator.
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
RIAA Wins one for the Roller!
Rotten Note: Wed May 18.
The Huffpost article this post referred to was changed today-INCLUDING THE BLATANTLY INCORRECT HEADLINE! AND PUTS LOTS OF EGG ON THE FACES OF THE JERKS WHO COMMENTED THERE! PREDOMINANTLY FILESTEALING THEIFS - ALL IN THE NAME OF FREE ENTERPRISE! BULLSHIT KNEE JERK JOURNALISM! GOT A RISE OUT OF ME -THATS FOR SURE. REMIND ME TO STICK TO LAW AND FACT, NOT JOURNALISM.
And please Huffposters, read the RIAA statement before you comment! PULEEZE! IT'S STILL PUSHING IT'S FILESTEALING AGENDA 24 HOURS LATER! LEMMINGS WHO CAN'T READ OR THINK! THAT'S SOME RETRACTION! YOUR READERS STILL DON'T GET IT!
http://riaa.org/newsitem.php?content_selector=newsandviews&news_month_filter=5&news_year_filter=2011&resultpage=&id=0750A00C-192B-0171-1D91-1E69DC416522
My original post still stands as written below:
I will not plagiarize the emotional headline spread to cause knee jerk reactions with all music fans.
(Even if it came from a reputable source, also in bed with our big bro Goog, the Huff Post.)
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2011/05/17/riaa-and-record-labels-wi_n_862725.html
$105M won from Limewire for the file stealing mess. And all the reports claiming that the artists get nothing.
BOO FUCKING HOO!
All the starving artists. And anyone who ever sang along - is crying for them.
GROW THE FUCK UP!
Whiners. Yeah, just like me. Embraced every format that came along, bought the next player, and now get all we want for next to nothing on this interweb thingy. We all killed the music too.
You fucking murderers!
It's pretty clear the old music industry machine is dead without it's tangible spinning plastic delivery systems that were manufactured, distributed, and retailed conveniently.
If you could get food and clothing from your droid phone, why would you leave the house? Sex was there first! (profiting from the internet) Envision the replicator on the Starship Enterprise. All the booze and filet mignon you can suck down. At the touch of a button-or verbal command!
Music is there. Now. Today. No science fiction. It's a stark reality.
The artists that survive today do so on touring and merchandise. Sharon keeps Ozzy breathing long enough to reach another fest tour.
Merch. Yeah-all those Harley Davidson T-shirts and no bike in the garage. Remember Tommy Hilfiger? Logo on a t-shirt. Who could actually afford the real clothes? But we all want to be a part of his well dressed dream perfect world. Buy the Image.
The old music industry was the delivery system-of both image and content. Only the best made it to the store shelves. The rest died in their basements and garage bands. And rightly so.
Today, any idiot with a guitar (Hi there!) can put a few tunes on SpyMace, and still be unknown forever. Yeah-just like me. Too many choices. Too many outlets. Clicking on a million bands that sound just like Death Cab For Cutie: Metal Death Cab, Death Cab with Horns, Reggae Cab, Cute Chicks in a Cab, etc.
The playing field is so level, you can't hear a pin drop amongst the din.
You pick what you want-and basically voted that what you want IS CRAP! Fair and square. Communism. Now it all sucks. Any no talent hack (Hi there!) can spit out crap all day - at the touch of a button - whether you listen or not!
RIAA supported and promoted innovators. Singers, players, writers, composers. Creators that brought something new to the table. The music that deserved to be heard. Rated on merit-popularity-gold, silver, platinum sales.
Think Classical. Jazz. The roots of all this robot voice tripe you hear today.
The Huffpost headline promoted a load of comments badmouthing the RIAA, by a bunch of kids (and adults) that promote theft.
Read the RIAA statement. They protect and promote the rights of the creators. Fuck the money. The real creators are long since dead. (And not touring anytime soon)
Is Vivaldi getting any richer? Probably not. But if his music is reduced to an icon on a screen, generations will suffer a greater loss than money.
The Huffpost article this post referred to was changed today-INCLUDING THE BLATANTLY INCORRECT HEADLINE! AND PUTS LOTS OF EGG ON THE FACES OF THE JERKS WHO COMMENTED THERE! PREDOMINANTLY FILESTEALING THEIFS - ALL IN THE NAME OF FREE ENTERPRISE! BULLSHIT KNEE JERK JOURNALISM! GOT A RISE OUT OF ME -THATS FOR SURE. REMIND ME TO STICK TO LAW AND FACT, NOT JOURNALISM.
And please Huffposters, read the RIAA statement before you comment! PULEEZE! IT'S STILL PUSHING IT'S FILESTEALING AGENDA 24 HOURS LATER! LEMMINGS WHO CAN'T READ OR THINK! THAT'S SOME RETRACTION! YOUR READERS STILL DON'T GET IT!
http://riaa.org/newsitem.php?content_selector=newsandviews&news_month_filter=5&news_year_filter=2011&resultpage=&id=0750A00C-192B-0171-1D91-1E69DC416522
My original post still stands as written below:
I will not plagiarize the emotional headline spread to cause knee jerk reactions with all music fans.
(Even if it came from a reputable source, also in bed with our big bro Goog, the Huff Post.)
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2011/05/17/riaa-and-record-labels-wi_n_862725.html
$105M won from Limewire for the file stealing mess. And all the reports claiming that the artists get nothing.
BOO FUCKING HOO!
All the starving artists. And anyone who ever sang along - is crying for them.
GROW THE FUCK UP!
Whiners. Yeah, just like me. Embraced every format that came along, bought the next player, and now get all we want for next to nothing on this interweb thingy. We all killed the music too.
You fucking murderers!
It's pretty clear the old music industry machine is dead without it's tangible spinning plastic delivery systems that were manufactured, distributed, and retailed conveniently.
If you could get food and clothing from your droid phone, why would you leave the house? Sex was there first! (profiting from the internet) Envision the replicator on the Starship Enterprise. All the booze and filet mignon you can suck down. At the touch of a button-or verbal command!
Music is there. Now. Today. No science fiction. It's a stark reality.
The artists that survive today do so on touring and merchandise. Sharon keeps Ozzy breathing long enough to reach another fest tour.
Merch. Yeah-all those Harley Davidson T-shirts and no bike in the garage. Remember Tommy Hilfiger? Logo on a t-shirt. Who could actually afford the real clothes? But we all want to be a part of his well dressed dream perfect world. Buy the Image.
The old music industry was the delivery system-of both image and content. Only the best made it to the store shelves. The rest died in their basements and garage bands. And rightly so.
Today, any idiot with a guitar (Hi there!) can put a few tunes on SpyMace, and still be unknown forever. Yeah-just like me. Too many choices. Too many outlets. Clicking on a million bands that sound just like Death Cab For Cutie: Metal Death Cab, Death Cab with Horns, Reggae Cab, Cute Chicks in a Cab, etc.
The playing field is so level, you can't hear a pin drop amongst the din.
You pick what you want-and basically voted that what you want IS CRAP! Fair and square. Communism. Now it all sucks. Any no talent hack (Hi there!) can spit out crap all day - at the touch of a button - whether you listen or not!
RIAA supported and promoted innovators. Singers, players, writers, composers. Creators that brought something new to the table. The music that deserved to be heard. Rated on merit-popularity-gold, silver, platinum sales.
Think Classical. Jazz. The roots of all this robot voice tripe you hear today.
The Huffpost headline promoted a load of comments badmouthing the RIAA, by a bunch of kids (and adults) that promote theft.
Read the RIAA statement. They protect and promote the rights of the creators. Fuck the money. The real creators are long since dead. (And not touring anytime soon)
Is Vivaldi getting any richer? Probably not. But if his music is reduced to an icon on a screen, generations will suffer a greater loss than money.
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Rotten Gets It Wrong
To borrow a line from Simon, my Idol pick was sent home. In my defense, Vegas bookmakers blew it too. Usual conspiracy theories abound:
Looking on the bright side, neither will be forced into the year long Idol contract, and they have a few weeks head start before the tour to get a real deal of their own. Strike while the iron is hot, and show us their real talent on some product, out in time for holiday gift giving. Hopefully they will steer clear of the corporate machine, Kara DioLioGuaraDioNino's songwriting, and robotic vocal production.
Word to James & Haley, I'm willing to produce, write, play guitar & bass on the cheap, and promise not to exploit you kids any worse than Fox and Steve Tyler already have. Hell, bring along that growling goof Casey, too. Best Idol moment of the season was Haley's jazzzy duet with her platonic BFF (keep dreaming Casey.) I smell a Grammy there. Jimmy & Randy's noses look as big & brown as mine. Set fire to some more equipment-always a show stopper. heh heh heh - Fire's cool!
As I type this, Haley's homecoming down-wind at the local horse track is in full swing. I can smell it from here. 50 degrees cold and cloudy. Can't wait to see how much sunshine Idol producers magically add to the recap this WED. FOX lingo for Wednesday. Corporate research into viewer attention span has lead to the creation of their own vocabulary, reflecting the language of the texting generation, where all words will consist of 3 letters max: TOD, SAT, TON, RUN, ADD, HIV, SUX.
If you can guess from my gloom and doom, the season's pretty much over for me. Not a big country fan. Best wishes to Alfred E. Neuman & Lauren. Either one of you, or both, will do a fine job with the National Anthem at the next Indy 500, Walmart or Costco grand opening gig. And I'm already clearing my schedule to catch New Year's Rocking Eve, where Seacrust showcases the best of the worst Idol post finalists.
Ending on a brighter note-Looking forward to X F (Fox lingo for X Factor). Simon was missed, and with Paula they'll bring back the chemistry they made famous on AI. Steve & JLo have their new books, videos and Hammerpants (all awful). Randy has his Eye wear line, & is already auditioning for Metallica, but I heard that Hagar offered more $.
- Older set does not vote
- Older set does not like Metal
- Older set does not like piercings
- Older set does not Rock
- Rockers do not vote (Guilty as charged)
- Fox Republican'ts and NASCAR fans are into Cuntry music (no typo's-those are the jokes, kids)
- Blogger was down for 2 days after the result, confirming Big Bro Goog's growing stranglehold on the entertainment industry, competitive intelligence, and my inability to fess up in a timely fashion. (At least I could check out the new free feature flix on YouTube -keep repeating-Google is your friend.)
Looking on the bright side, neither will be forced into the year long Idol contract, and they have a few weeks head start before the tour to get a real deal of their own. Strike while the iron is hot, and show us their real talent on some product, out in time for holiday gift giving. Hopefully they will steer clear of the corporate machine, Kara DioLioGuaraDioNino's songwriting, and robotic vocal production.
Word to James & Haley, I'm willing to produce, write, play guitar & bass on the cheap, and promise not to exploit you kids any worse than Fox and Steve Tyler already have. Hell, bring along that growling goof Casey, too. Best Idol moment of the season was Haley's jazzzy duet with her platonic BFF (keep dreaming Casey.) I smell a Grammy there. Jimmy & Randy's noses look as big & brown as mine. Set fire to some more equipment-always a show stopper. heh heh heh - Fire's cool!
As I type this, Haley's homecoming down-wind at the local horse track is in full swing. I can smell it from here. 50 degrees cold and cloudy. Can't wait to see how much sunshine Idol producers magically add to the recap this WED. FOX lingo for Wednesday. Corporate research into viewer attention span has lead to the creation of their own vocabulary, reflecting the language of the texting generation, where all words will consist of 3 letters max: TOD, SAT, TON, RUN, ADD, HIV, SUX.
If you can guess from my gloom and doom, the season's pretty much over for me. Not a big country fan. Best wishes to Alfred E. Neuman & Lauren. Either one of you, or both, will do a fine job with the National Anthem at the next Indy 500, Walmart or Costco grand opening gig. And I'm already clearing my schedule to catch New Year's Rocking Eve, where Seacrust showcases the best of the worst Idol post finalists.
Ending on a brighter note-Looking forward to X F (Fox lingo for X Factor). Simon was missed, and with Paula they'll bring back the chemistry they made famous on AI. Steve & JLo have their new books, videos and Hammerpants (all awful). Randy has his Eye wear line, & is already auditioning for Metallica, but I heard that Hagar offered more $.
Saturday, May 7, 2011
Death to America still WINNING
The death of a terrorist sparks much discussion, and causes the Roller's feeble mind to ROT.
I'm currently watching a "clinical psychologist" (?) on TV explain the best way to handle this event with your children.
"Don't bring it up. Let them ask the questions".
Reactionary. Not proactive. Sit around and wait for something to happen, then react on it.
Instead of educating, we are in damage control mode.
The Clinton administration was aware of the potential destruction this man could wield, yet we sat and waited. And I would imagine that Bubba had some help collecting intelligence, ranging from prior administration officials and allies overseas.
We saw it coming. And waited. To ask questions later. Too late. And spent much money, and lives.
This style of education sucks. I am burning my PSYCH 101 textbook instead of the Quran.
These poor kids today will have a rough time in life, sitting around waiting for The Borg to "assimilate" them.
While I'm in Outer Space, I'll also mention that "remakes" also suck. The new "V" series left out an important theme from the original: parallels to Nazi death camps. Surviving victims warned the future generation.
Education is dead with psychology experts like her. RIP ? Rot in HELL!
Some teachers are as evil as terrorists.
I'm currently watching a "clinical psychologist" (?) on TV explain the best way to handle this event with your children.
"Don't bring it up. Let them ask the questions".
Reactionary. Not proactive. Sit around and wait for something to happen, then react on it.
Instead of educating, we are in damage control mode.
The Clinton administration was aware of the potential destruction this man could wield, yet we sat and waited. And I would imagine that Bubba had some help collecting intelligence, ranging from prior administration officials and allies overseas.
We saw it coming. And waited. To ask questions later. Too late. And spent much money, and lives.
This style of education sucks. I am burning my PSYCH 101 textbook instead of the Quran.
These poor kids today will have a rough time in life, sitting around waiting for The Borg to "assimilate" them.
While I'm in Outer Space, I'll also mention that "remakes" also suck. The new "V" series left out an important theme from the original: parallels to Nazi death camps. Surviving victims warned the future generation.
Education is dead with psychology experts like her. RIP ? Rot in HELL!
Some teachers are as evil as terrorists.
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