You stupid slack-jawed buck-toothed backwoods hillbilly prick! That was my initial response to myself when I first tried to jam my thumb real deep into my eye socket. I think it ended up being a valid response.
That is a weird, alien looking thing, but I like it so much it makes me feel nervous in my stomach. That was my response, in the 3rd grade, the first time a saw a wide-open beaver in a filthy adult magazine called Stag. I think it also ended up being a valid response.
Since I have already set a theme in concrete—wide open alien looking vagina’s—I’m going to write my response to the White Fence Album, Cyclops Reaps, as I listen to it for the first time now.
I was struck, not quite unlike I was by an alien vagina, but not quite like an alien vagina either, by the opening track. That is a stupid and unusual way to say I really liked it. Listen:
I think you could describe it as a sort of 60s psych pop but if you did that you just might be an asshole, hard to say. It does remind me some of The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, they are best known for appearing in our blog as Vinyl Pull No. 18—check them out too!
I am listening to track five now on this White Fence album, and so far, I really do like it—I think quite a bit. Enough I want to listen to it all White Fence releases right now—the internet has made me impatient and also made me believe in Dick Vampires. Onto side two!
I first became interested in White Fence last week when looking into a John Dwyer project, Witch Egg, that I picked up at great store–Omega Records in Dayton (link can be found under the record store tab). I decided to download an album, pretty much at random, the album being, For the Recently Found Innocent. I suggest that one too, not sure yet which one I like better, I just know it’s a huge competition, and that kind of scares me. You already know what else scares me—Watch out for Dick Vampires!
So far, this album has not disappointed at all, it has a bit of a Velvet Underground feel if they only would have tried drugs. Let me give you another song here, White Cat
I have come to the closing track, and I am enjoying it too, more than square-dancing. I have a lot of work to do to catch up on the White Fence catalogue. Have you ever fucked yourself while looking at an underwear section of a Sears catalogue? Was it the plus size section? It’s not quite the same as Stag but it can get you where you need to be, especially if you add into the mix a Mountain Dew and some beef jerky.
Go now and check out White Fence, use the record store tab to purchase and please don’t argue with me.
….and remember, Dick Vampires do hate garlic but they LOVE dick!