Many musicians have goals with their music. Some want to have a #1 hit single. Some want a gold record. Some want to get a song in a Mazda commercial. Me? I've had one goal, really, since I was a skinny, zitty little bastard in the 9th grade playing Nirvana covers in the back of the theatre classroom hoping it would make girls think I was deep and sensitive.
Today, ladies and gentlemen, I have achieved my dream.
I got a song played on Dr. Demento.
This won't mean much to you unless you were the specific type of nerdy pre-teen who huddled by his/her radio every saturday night waiting for the good Dr. to drop some hilarious science on your eager ears, but I can't tell you how honestly, sincerely giddy I am to discover this. I was googling around, looking for Big Rock press and it popped up. Next stop, dare i dream, the funny five?
Other highlights of my vanity googling:
TBRS is the Concert Pick for the First Unitarian Church's Good Times Committee. Thank God we're listed under "adult programs".
Arthur Delaney is the real star of TBRS. This guy reminds me of Buck Naked a little. Only, you know, without breasts pressed to his face.
Yesterday I went down and visited my alma mater (Willamette University), where I hadn't been since I graduated in 2001. I'll spare you the details of getting the gibblies while standing outside the building where I lost my virginity, but I will post this picture of the last time I defiled the stage as an actor:
Also, no, blondes don't have more fun. But that outfit got me so much pussy.
p.s.
D'ja get a chance to listen to it yet?
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