I've Gotta Talk To You, But I'm So Sick Of Words, Words, Words.

Words matter. Ask Michael Richards. More than thumbs, a useless appendix and .001% of our genetic code, language is what separates from the rest of the life on this planet. Yeah, Dolphins and Whales, I'm talking to you. Screeching in the water at each other doesn't count as language.

Words matter. Like any other tool, they are designed for a purpose, and when you misuse them, you look as dumb as a monkey scratching his ass with a hammer.

For instance, here's how Mr. Marylin Manson was described in a blurb on the front page of myspace.com today:

Marilyn Manson
Rock / Alternative
Los Angeles, CA

Its been four years since his last studio album, the always provocative and *affluent* musician is back with a new studio album entitled, Eat Me, Drink Me (interpret that how you will). The album has all the characteristics of the Manson you expect, and more. Listen to it here on MySpace exclusively before it hits the shelves this Tuesday!

Set aside for a moment the sub-mediocre quality of the text. Admittedly, few people will read it. Look at the words, though. I added the *'s to draw your attention to the use of the word "affluent" to describe Mr. Manson. Below is an entry from Wikipedia, regarding the word "affluent."

Affluent
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Affluent (noun):

* a tributary of a river

Affluent (adjective):

* being wealthy, or in a in a state of affluence
o For those being in an economically favorable disposition in American society, see Affluence in the United States

So, either they're saying he feeds into a river, or he's wealthy. Oh, these kids today with their well-to-do waterway music! Now, what's got me ranting is that the idiots who wrote this garbage most likely scored an even 800 on the SATs, slid through college taking worthless courses and majoring in nonsense like Film and Video Studies without ever stopping to ask any questions or actually learn anything... and now they have jobs where they can possibly influence (or affluence) millions of people.

And that's how we get stupider.

(Bam-A-Lam) Damn Thing Gone Wild (Bam-A-Lam)

For the last few weeks, Othello's has been packed. Leah wondered recently if we had created a monster. Perhaps we had. The whole thing had grown and changed in ways we never planned. That's chaos, baby. In fact, last week it was so clogged with people that I didn't even have a seat. It was so loud that I actually shouted "SHUT UP!" at the audience. They didn't shut up, by the way. Then afterwards, Ana told me she was planning to plaster campus and Campus Corner with flyers to try and get more people into the bar. I'm not sure that more people is the answer, but it's not my bar.

I was not really excited about the prospect of more people crowding into the bar tonight, making noise and not paying attention. And as such, I didn't really prepare myself at all. So, I felt like a total douche when a small, attentive crowd showed up for the show. I felt bad about the quality of my performance. Oh, well. I recorded it, though. You can take a listen if you like.

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