The Rabid Mice Re-Crash Christmas

14 11 2008

Rabid Mice Crash Christmas

Just in time for the holiday season Oblivious Records is re releasing 1988’s most endearing Christmas album- The Rabid Mice Crash Christmas. The timeless collection of re-imagined Christmas favourites and all original tunes of dysfunctional seasonal merriment -from Edmonton’s forgotten retarded children of the 80’s Brad Ray , Myles Christiansen, and Cam Bennet-  will leave you feeling like a Christmas turkey- a cold picked over carcass violated with Stove Top Stuffing.

Following in the footsteps of recent releases from AC DC and Gun n Roses, who both signed exclusive retail agreements with Wal-Mart and Best Buy respectively, The Rabid Mice have agreed to sell their un paralleled Recording of Christmas Buggery exclusively in Darky’s Pawn Shop, North America wide, on November 23 2008 . Select stores will be holding special midnight openings to celebrate the re-release -complete with drunken groping Santas and live appearances of the uncanny Rabid Mice tribute band, The Diarrheic Lemmings, at select locations. Given Darky’s Pawn Shops are always located in the heart of the any city’s sexiest districts, expect all 5 dollar hookers to wear Santa hats while offering rodent insertion specials.

Darky’s owner and namesake, Ray Darky, had this to say about the event, “With one convenient location, on 97 street on Edmonton Alberta, Darky’s Pawn Shop is at the forefront of many cultural revolutions and looks forward to a long and prosperous relationship with the Rabid Mice “

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For those unable to make it down to Darky’s Rabid Mice extravaganza, The Rabid  Mice RE-Crash Christmas will be available for purchase and download from this site as of December 1 2008. There will be 3 separate packages available to fit any price range, each with exclusive bonus materials -only available here for a limited time

  1. The Lump of Coal Special. It includes all 14 Christmas songs for download plus 3 early 1986 demos: To Hell With…, Rabid Mice, Mary had a Little Lamb- $6.99
  2. The Cheap Chinese Knock-Off of the Present You Really Wanted. This includes all of the above, plus a hard copy of the CD and replicas of 3 early gig posters and a vile of mouse dropping from the restaurant Brad Ray worked at in 1985, mailed to your door no earlier than the day after Christmas- $15.99
  3. Santa’s Special Present Just for You…But Don’t Tell Your Parents. In addition to everything offered in the previous two packages, this also comes with a vinyl copy of the album with 2 brand new Rabid Mise* tracks recorded just for this release- ” Stephen Harper is a Fruit” and “Punk Rockers Today Require More Therapy”-$39.99

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Right now, I know you are thinking “Oh My God, this is way too good to be true. There must be a catch?” and right you are right; There is a catch. If you pre-order in the next 24 hours we will throw in  copy of Cam Bennet’s memoirs ” I Was Ozzy Osbourne  Every Tuesday  From 7:30 to 10:00- Confessions of a Karaoke King”

Act now! Supplies will be limited!

Here are a selection of of Rabid Reviews:

“This Album left me feeling dirty and violated. At least there is some truth in their advertising”- Ryan Altman Spin Magazine.

“It is like Bing Crosby’s corpse was re-animated and used in sick rituals, just in time for Christmas”- David Finche Rolling Stone.

“They kind of sound like Corrosion of Conformity, only lacking any sense of musical timing and melody.” Clint Puzio- Raptor Tattoo.

“This is the  first album that will truly offend Secular Winter Festival celebrators as much as right wing Christian Traditionalists, welcome the Age of Moral Decay.”  Jerry Fawell leader of the Moral Majority.

Track Listings:

  1. I Saw Daddy Blowing Santa Claus…Away
  2. Santa’s Dead!!!
  3. Frosty’s  Little Secret
  4. Oh Come All Ye Wasted
  5. Jesus is a Mexican
  6. Daddy Turned Santa into the INS
  7. Santa is a Anti Semite
  8. We Three Kings
  9. Bang Your Head-rumpa-pum-pum
  10. I Asked Santa for Transformers and All I Got was this Crappy Go Bot
  11. White XXX-mas
  12. Snowballing Isn’t as Fun as it Sounds
  13. Pagan Winter Solstice Slam Dance Party
  14. The Mice Are Peeing in Your Eggnog While You Sleep

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* Rabid Mise are not to be confused with The Rabid Mice. Rabid Mise are a separate unrelated entity formed by Lance Jacobs. For three gigs in 1989 Lance was the bassist after Myles was injured in an unfortunate pyrotechnic accident involving a can of hairspray.





Worst Porno Idea Ever?

27 10 2008

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The Porn industry has fallen on hard times with the internet and now tries to cater to increasingly specialized fetishes.





Have You Had a Creepy Uncle?

21 10 2008

The Creepy Uncle Burger





The Large Hardon Collider

20 09 2008

I will be testing my new Large Hardon Collider tonight at 9:30 pm PST.

Blowup

I apologize, in advance,  if I create any mini black holes that become stable and swallow our planet, solar system, galaxy and universe.





Consequences: More Than Just a Hang Over

8 09 2008

A burning sensation

And a terrible itch

It was all your fault

And not that nasty Witch

You have to take responsibility

Or quit if you can’t hack it

Now if you’re gonna stick it

Where the sun don’t shine

Always wear a jacket!!!

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And here is the last of the Fonzie PSA’s

Listen to Metallica 24/7 on AOL Radio





Smells Like Blue Bubble Gum Soda

3 09 2008

This little display was on the counter of the Minut Market where I buy my cigars in Kelowna.

Kurt Cobain and Jones Soda

If only, when he was jonesing for a fix, he had reached for a Blue Bubble Gum Jones Soda instead of a needle and a shotgun. I hope you burn in hell Courtney Love.

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Dipping in the Rabbit Hole

29 08 2008

“You take the blue pill - the story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe.”

You can believe that you are young and horny  again.

You can believe that your wife is defying gravity

You can believe that you are not a closeted homosexual  that isn’t attracted to your 25 year old trophy wife with counterfeit boobs.

The Fonz, Fonzie, Viagra, Erectile Disfunction





Because I Suck At Photoshop…

21 08 2008

Over AT Cracked.com they asked the question, ” What would the world look like if the other side won the war?”, and asked readers to submit a Photoshop  composition  that represents that future. However, there was one caveat, no sticking swastikas everywhere- Star Trek has already done that.

So I finished my entry this afternoon.A good 12 hours after the entry deadline. I suck at Photoshop, sue me.

My photo muses on the idea,

” What if Montezuma  had successfully turned back Cortez in 1520 and The Aztec Empire had gone on to dominate the North American Continent.

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I am certain “Colorado Jane Doe” would experience a sense of justice being served ….. on an altar.





Love American Style and the Happy Days

19 08 2008

Happy Days Logo There was this show called Happy Days and it was pop cultural trash that leaked out of the dumpster tainting society as a whole. At the height of its popularity you could buy lunch boxes, and board games, and pinball machines,and trading cards, and action figures (that acted as well as the actors they were based on). With them you could relive this false reality, all the while eating your peanut butter and jam sandwich in the school cafeteria.

This was way back in the 70’s when adults wore  platform shoes, polyester leisure suits and road to the moon and back with the Apollo missions, and did not wear motor cycle boots, leathers jackets while driving around  in hot rods no teen could afford. People  were immersed in a version of the 50’s that had never existed outside the hazy memories of middle  America or through the rose coloured glasses of TV producers.

The thumbs up Ayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy gesture was universally  recognized at playgrounds, discos and water coolers AmericaHappy Days Board Game wide. For Christ’s sake even our grandmothers were telling us to “sit on it” when we tried pulling a fast one. “Jumping the Shark” would become synonymous with a TV shows hitting their high point and crossing into ridiculous desperation.

If imitation is the sincerest form of flattery then spinning things off is easiest way of milking TV viewers. Happy Days slept around with TV executives like an insecure teenage girl (who was pretty but had an emotionally distant father) and gave birth to two beautiful yet  barely related children: Mork And Mindy and Laverne and Shirley. Then Sometime during her run she gave birth to two shows that were the likely product of two cousins fucking.  Blansky’s Beauties an Out of the Blue were ugly to look at and remained hidden in the basement.

In the fall of 1979 Mork and Mindy, Happy Days, and Laverne and Shirley were 1,2, and 3 on the Neilson charts, pulling in collectively 75* million viewers (which is 50* million more than the top 20 shows today) proving inconclusively that every one in the 70s was on cocaine and there tight polyester leisure suits were cutting of the oxygen to their brains.

However, by 1983 the show was getting long in the tooth and tried to give birth to one more child (like a woman who gives birth in her 50’s), when there is a significant increase in the chance of birth defects. Happy Days presented to the public the retarded flipper baby that was Joanie Loves Chachi.

Americas fascination was not about poodle skirts and toothless rock ‘n roll, it was all about….. “The Fonz”. He was a hero that influenced the tastes of 7- 10 year olds everywhere. During one episode Fonzie declared “reading is cool” and  the rate of library applications jumped 500% * the next week. After the one where he jumped barrels on his bike- my friends and I promptly went over to the nearest construction site and stole enough lumber to build launching and landing ramps for our bicycles that had monkey bars and banana seats- to see how many garbage cans we could jump over (3) and how long we could get grounded for stealing (1 month of no Happy Days).  He was the rebel cut from the same cloth as James Dean; A motorcycling, drop out, hood from the wrong side of the tracks and dangerous heritage (Italian) who was befriended  by the all American boy and taken in by a wholesome middle American family and given the chance to redeem himself. Fonzie was the lovable hood with a heart of gold and a way with the ladies…or was he?

Arthur Fonzerelli was in fact a 27 year old man who hung out in the washroom of a local high school hang out (Arnold’s Drive In) befriending 16 year old boys so he could mack on there 16 year old girlfriends and bring them back to the room he rented above a garage with a single fold-out bed as furniture. I assure you he was not watching Howdy Doody on the TV with them.

The Fonz on MySpace

So what does this say about America?

  1. That it loves and an underdog
  2. Everyone can have a chance at redemption
  3. That it really does have a lolita fetish that has carried on with the unexplained popularity of Brooke Shields, Brittany Spears, and Miley Cyrus.

* all figures entirely pulled out of my ass at the drop of a hat

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On a related note I have spun Dagwoods closet off into its own Blog

Dagwood Loves Chachi

spanking the monkey

spanking the monkey





Bulimia: Anorexia’s Funny Cousin

16 08 2008

I once had a girlfriend that was bulimic and she said to me ,

“You will never truly understand how dirty public washrooms are until you have vomited in the toilet of every restaurant in town.”

Because I am a highly functioning binge drinking Alcoholic, I said to her ,

“  And you will never truly appreciate how clean restaurant washrooms are until you have vomited in the can of every dive bar in Vancouver.”

It was a match made in Heaven