My Space
It seems to be what the kids are doing these days – so be it. I’ve joined MySpace and set up a page and put up a couple of songs. I hereby invite you to join up and be my friend by clicking this here link:
Then I want you to join some appropriate discussion groups and make all kinds of postings in which you suggest that people check out my page (which is here: http://www.myspace.com/jonathancoulton) , listen to my music, and be my friend. Right now I have only four friends, which is totally lame. One of them is my sister. I need thousands of friends, thousands I tell you. With enough friends I will come to dominate MySpace, and then I will destroy the world with my music. Fly minions, fly!
Thing a Week 3 – W’s Duty
For a long time I have been obsessed with the word “duty” which sounds to me a lot like the word “doody” (as in, you know, poo). It’s gotten really bad, so that ever time someone talks about their solemn duty, or how so-and-so has fallen down on their duty, it makes me giggle. So this week’s thing is, well, I guess it’s GWB talking about taking a crap. You will probably find this funny if you have the mind of an 8-year-old boy.
And also, in a strange coincidence, I saw a link today on Waxy and Gawker to an even better example of what can be done with all the GWB audio that’s available from The Bots. This is sort of amazing actually. What I did took me forever and it’s still pretty rough around the edges. And so I must give the maddest props ever to the geniuses who so skillfully manipulated tiny slices of audio to make our president sing COVERS OF SONGS in the most uncanny, creepy way. You must listen:
Van Morrison
Oops, I accidentally wrote over my original post about Van Morrison’s contractual obligation songs. Now I forgot what I said, but here is the link:
Shining Redux
Holy crap. This thing is really funny: Shining Redux
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