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HAPPY MEMORIAL DAY FROM BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN AND ST. ETIENNE

Monday, May 25th, 2009

NOTE: BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN, USING HIS EMAIL ADDRES “DCMANOTICE” PERSONALLY CONTACTED US TO ASK US TO TAKE DOWN THIS POST–I THOUGHT THAT WAS PRETTY “SHITTY” IN THE BAD WAY–BUT HE TOOK IT DOWN ANYWAY. AND NOW I CAN’T FIND THE FINAL VERSION. SO YOU’LL HAVE TO JUST DEAL WITH READING THIS SHITTY FIRST DRAFT. THANKS A LOT “COPYRIGHT LAW.”

SECOND NOTE: MY BEST FRIEND KIERAN SAVED THE POST!! HERE IS THE NOW-INFAMOUS DISCO HORROR MEMORIAL BLOGSPOT DAY POST, REPRODUCED BELOW UNEDITED–SARAH CRACKNELL DONT YOU DARE FUCK WITH US.

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Well, yesterday was my favorite holiday, Memorial Day, which is The Official Start Of The Summer, as decreed by basically everyone, and also The Day When Various Media Personalities Hector Us All About All The Dead Troops, as decreed by Various Media Personalities, who, desperate to be seen as Upstanding, Troop-Loving Types, talk about people making “The Ultimate Sacrifice For Your Country” a.k.a. “Dying In Iraq/Afghanistan Due To The Muslims” basically nonstop, especially on NPR, and really, NPR, who are you fooling, you fucking commies, I just want to listen to Car Talk.

How did you guys celebrate? If I know my reading audience well, I imagine that the Americans among you spent the day slack-jawed, hunched at your Macbooks, playing/masturbating to some kind of World of Warcraft/pornography hybrid, while our two or three British fans had tea on the barbie and saluted the Queen. I personally memorialized the Troops and the September 11ths and the George Washingtons by eating a hamburger made from red meat, helping contribute to my Classic American Impotence and Heart Disease, and listening to R. Kelly. Major League Baseball celebrated the blood sacrifice of thousands of nineteen-year-olds by holding Fred Durst Day, where every ballplayer was forced to wear a red hat, presumably symbolizing the color of Valentine’s Day cards, which the troops sent to their “sweethearts.”

The real question is: what America-loving music did you listen to? Given that most people who read this blog are dance music fans, and therefore closeted gays, and therefore terrorists making suicide attacks on marriage, you probably spent the day listening to “The Internationale (Osama Remix)” and Elton John. Fear not, though—as part of Disco Horror’s service to this country, I’m going to provide you with two truly America-loving songs.

The first is “Born in the U.S.A. (Dub Mix),” by the all-time America-lover Bruce Springsteen. Springsteen wrote this song as a tribute to the fact that God had blessed him by not making him an immigrant, and as a celebration of our country’s Greatest War (Vietnam). And I know what you’re going to say! “Max, this is some kind of un-American remix! What would the founding fathers think if, for example, you remixed the constitution!” Folks: this is a “dub mix,” which is the least gay/unamerican of all mixes, so please don’t worry.

Bruce Springsteen – Born in the U.S.A. (Dub Mix)

The other track is the terrific capitalist anthem “I Buy American Records,” by the band “St. Etienne” (what could be more American than a God-fearing band who names themselves after a religious figure??). This track is all about stimulating the American economy by buying records—a terrific message for a difficult time.

St. Etienne – I Buy American Records

So many hoes we LAPPED UP

Wednesday, December 24th, 2008

Cross-posted at Mind Grapes

I think Jimmy and I are putting together some kind of end-of-year thing, so before we did that I wanted to drop a few rad songs that probably won’t make my ‘best-of’ or whatever we end up doing.
As we all know, there are a few everyday situations where music is of the utmost necessity: riding in a car with your dudes, seducing a lady, going to second base with a lady, smoking pot, going all the way with a lady, etc. One of these situations, and one that is, I think, too-often overlooked, is getting ready to go out (is that girly? How about: I don’t care).
By “getting ready to go out,” I mean, of course, all those little things that occupy the hours between 8 or so and 10 or so–taking a shower, heating up your leftover tacos, putting on your clothes, waiting for your buddy to call you, drinking a couple beers, and then maybe a couple more. And because this time is so crucial to having an enjoyable night, it is of the utmost importance that you are jamming to something that will lift your spirits, engage your mind, and get you super-amped. This means that a lot of the gnarly music that I listen to is basically out–no Peter Gabriel (except “Solsbury Hill”), no Blue Nile, absolutely no Vangelis (OK, maybe “Chariots of Fire”).
Fortunately, I have the perfect getting-ready-to-go-out song, and because I’m a nice guy, I’m going to share it with you. Use it sparingly and wisely, but I guarantee, jam this before you head out on a Friday night and you are guaranteed to have a good time.
Wiz Khalifa – Say Yeah

This song also has a dope video fyi.

The Disco Horror Show Is Born

Wednesday, September 3rd, 2008
So today I decided to give up being OCD about the color scheme and title of my blog and get it up and running before I equivocate any further and decide to change the name/theme of it again. The Cosmic Disco Horror Show is the title I came up with because I have been watching a lot of classic horror lately and there’s nothing I like more than some dark, dubby, deathly disco. I won’t even try to describe the music I choose like my amazingly imaginative and tasteful counterparts at 20JFG, but I’ll try to throw some new music I find and mixes up here as well in a hope to create a true disco bloodbath. Check in soon and I’ll post a thing or two and hopefully this dreadful explanation will fade away as more interesting things are posted…