1988

friday is the twentieth anniversary of the unveiling of the second coolest sneakers ever released.
the air jordan iii!

SD vs. NY - Comparison to Follow

the tension is palpable.

Cool Site to Find Out Instantly if You're Registered

https://votepoke.org/

A Better Link for that For Squirrels Tune

my profile doesn't work if you're not a "friend". here's a link to a fan for squirrels myspace page.
http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendid=18310505

The Laughing Heir's 2008 Democratic Nomination Endorsement

we all (i) know the political world is restless in wait to see who thelaughingheir will endorse. after wavering a bit, my decision was solidified last night after watching obama's victory speech in south carolina. it rivals his iowa speech and one of the greatest speeches in modern political history, his barn burner at the 2004 democratic national convention. the guy can inspire. i will say, i'm easily inspired by political speeches - john kerry moved me greatly with his 2004 democratic national convention speech. i actually think he was earnest and i felt bad for him that the souless attack dogs had been sicking him for months. but i digress. if you get a chance to watch barack's south carolina victory speech, check it out. it seems at this point the gap in authenticity is larger than i thought. i think clinton is sincere, but i think her ambition is her dominating trait. i think obama's dominating trait is his desire to help people. so without further fanfare, the laughing heir's 2008 presidential endorsement is.............................................................

Mitt Romney. eerrr..

Barack Hussein Obama (as you can see i'm not too adept at building suspense, usually when you're planning a big announcement you don't mention the guy's name five times before. perhaps this is why i'm a tax lawyer and not a writer anymore.)


it's now certifiable: the laughingheir.blogspot.com is officially a blame america first, failure voting, liberal rag with communist and al jazera ties.

i just realized

almost this whole blog is about music. oh well. no one gives a shit but me anyway.

For Squirrels - A Mighty KC

holy crap. i heard a song last night that was the most minor of alternative hits in 1995. oddly, and probably only in my own estimation, minor mid 90s hits are the best music ever created. this song is absolutely incredible. it's even more incredible given the surrounding circumstances of the band who created it. the song is the "for squirrels" and the song is "a mighty kc," written about a rock star that committed suicide the previous year. in 1995 as the song was gaining air play the tire on the band's tour bus blew out and the half the band including the songwriter of this absolute gem, named Jack Vigliatura IV perished in the crash. unbelievably sad and poignant story, especially after listening to this amazing song. possibly, it's even more stirring for me because i'm always over-nostalgic about those years, say 1994-1996. they defined my life and i think the most amazing, melodic and emotional music was written in those years. give this song a shot. those were were alternative obsessive mid 90s geeks may vageuly remember it. just gorgeous and so sad. a perfect swan song to k. cobain.

i have it playing on my myspace because i can't even find it on soulseek.

myspace.com/fuckthespotlight

"Life's Work"

Wouldn't it be nice to be a person who can say, with any credibility, the phrase "my life's work"? Only a certain type of guy/gal can pull this one off. Hopefully I'll have a life's work.

Corporations

Somtimes I find it fascinating how weak I am. I sit here, reading about allocating risk among agents and owners in corporations, and know with zero doubt that this is a waste of precious life and yet I do nothing about it. I know that if I am absurdly lucky I'll have 45 years left on the earth, and I know that I'm not exaclty a believer in the afterlife and yet I am content wasting any amount of time reading this material. It's truly startling how, while not happy about it, I'm somehow content spending valuable minutes doing such work. Why am I not throwing caution to the wind, moving to another country, meeting random folks, experiencing different cultures, studying astronomy and the history of the world, and documenting all my experiences along the way? We're given one life in my opinion, how the hell am I content to waste it away in a library studying a topic I have no interest in. Studying a topic that I firmly know is a waste of MY life (disclaimer: it can be perfectly valuable for those who truly want to spend their lives engrossed in such topics). It's kind of odd that I grew up to be a person who would lack the bravado to live his life the way he should. I don't think it's too late though. Perhaps I'll blend practicality and haste and finish school, then live the life that's only existed in my mind. I'm largely a hypocrite when I self righteously position myself as the guy who thinks this is all bullshit and we should all inject meaning in our lives aligned with the precise experiences we want. All that's true, but I haven't proven to be the guy that acts on it. Seriously what the fuck.

Prussian Blue

have you heard about these girls? they're 15 year old twins who formed a musical duo and release records with a "white nationalist" mode. their mother has home schooled them since their birth in 1992. the faces on these kids in the videos below say it all. behind the aryan lyrics, the sadness in their eyes almost conveys, "is this what life is? sadess, hatred, anger?" the third link is them talking about their affinity for hitler on good morning america. I can't blame them YET, but i would like to pluck their mother down on the 7 Train in queens and see how open and "proud" she is then.

What's also unfortunate is that these girls are pretty talented. If by some miracle they were able to get away from their parents and learn about the world for themselves perhaps they could write some really worthwhile music. As stated above they have a sad quality to their voices and the minor key of the progressions compliments well. Sadness is just anger turned inward. And sadness can be a real attribute in music; it's really a shame their mom has taken it upon herself to waste their lives before they even had a chance. Even though they'd have me killed, I hope they get that chance.



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QJGj7FwEuJY

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wViubDpJojw

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kFF7hVlqUeA&feature=related

The Wrong Trousers

I really recommend this young group. They're from an island. It's called Coronado and it lies right next to the city of San Diego, CA. They have an acoustic/indie/folk type sound, relatively unique and also do some cool, offbeat covers of well known songs.
http://www.myspace.com/thewrongtrousers

Poem

It's not my fault you creaked your neck when you looked up from giving The Man a blowjob. I don't see how it's on my shoulders that the sight of His secretary spiking the coffee caused you such a stir. When he had you on all fours under his deck did you not smell the finish? Were you not pining for his attention since you were twelve when you were first popped?
Oh you set the stage and now you want to be set free? Please.
Rest assured there'll be kickbacks in the form of sassafras and Shakespeare and scorn and porkbarrel.
But don't come blaming me for your snooping around. You were wet behind the ears when I met you and your hearing suffers just barely during orgasm.
Listen...you have the calf strength but it disappears as you fucking ascend as his able hand blocks my view.
You've arrived.
A relative garnish on an occasionally proud record.
You're a leg, four legs, fourseen.
Forlorn. Glazed over look in your eyes.
Sexy.
Utter my verse and repeat until fade:
You saw the company dime on the floor and you stuck it inside you just like everyting else and now it's yours and his to share. I'm sure you got a good look at it first. How did it smell and what was it's circumference?
In ten years they'll need you at the U.S. mint, and they'll dig you out.

Screaming Trees

When I type on this blog I feel like I'm standing in a forest screaming and there's no one for miles around. It's very therapeutic, but also kind of sad.

Relevance

who asked about 1987 anyway?

earthiness in 1987

check out the joe cocker video for unchain my heart. it says alot about mainstream culture for a particular time when this is its representation of earthy rock and roll.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wr-XlnZalWQ
there were however, several prolific efforts in indie music in 1987. indie music has a good year every year.

• The Smiths- "Strangeways, Here We Come"

  
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  The Pixies- "Come On Pilgrim"

  
• Depeche Mode- "Music for the Masses"

  
• Dinosaur Jr.- "You're Living All Over Me"

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  Sonic Youth- "Sister"

  
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  R.E.M.- "Document"

  
• The Jesus & Mary Chain- "Darklands"

  
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• Big Black- "Songs About Fucking"
  
• Echo & the Bunnymen- "Echo & the Bunnymen"
  

"Yollette, Tessa, Iman...Come on Girls."

Remember the trend beginning in the early 80s when every white rock band added three black girls standing in a line with microphones as back up singers? police, U2, etc all fell victim to this dreadful trend that succeeded in sapping the energy out of once lively tunes turning them into some pop/new wave/gospel hybrid that just did not work. listen to the 1983 show on the police live double disc for a perfect example.

disclaimer: i debated inserting a caveat that i can enjoy the musings and works of black women (i.e. this has nothing to do with race), just not in this setting. Perhaps if used more properly instead of to get some new agey/world view point across, it would've worked. we get it sting and bono you're at one with africa. it turns out i have absolutely no business mocking bono on this (but god do i hate U2) because he really has become at one with africa. nevertheless, the music still blows.

On a Plane

so nothin since the initial flurry of posts. school began and i have a sore throat. anywayz, here's a request for good listening. prog rock is completely back (has been for a while curdling under the radar, but appears poised for a full throttle, everything sounds like bowie and ELO hybrid type explosion). no better song to kick it off than Air Traffic Control by San Diego band Louis XIV. (apologies to muse). Here's a link to where you can listen to it.
http://www.purevolume.com/louisxiv