So.
Suppose you wake up, and while doing your morning weblog reading, you stumble upon a group of idiots1 who are still making jest2 at a peaceful activist’s untimely demise.
What do you do? If you’re like me, you decide to fight against your darker thoughts by reaching for music that conjures up… more dark thoughts! KMFDM, Rage Against the Machine, Skinny Puppy, etc. were all choices for the drive in to work this morning. However, while searching my CD binder for The Greater Wrong of the Right, I happened across the perfect antidote to my disgust and utter despair for the world: Southern Culture on the Skids.
Here’s a few lines of “Camel Walk” off of Dirt Track Date:
Who’s in charge here?
Where’s my Captain’s Wafers?
Don’t go ’round hungry now3
The way you eat that oatmeal pie
Makes me wanna die!
You can’t beat a song that references a product made by a company whose latest slogan is “I’ve got Lance in my Pants4”.
And thus, my day is better.
Let the healing begin!
1 C.f. “haters”, “ignorant wankstains”, or “wastes of skin who are only good in that they convert O2 to CO2, thus being treehuggers by default.”
2 77 entries, and rising. Yes, they are that obsessive.
3 “Don’t go ’round hungry now!” was Lance’s old slogan. And by the way, Captain’s Wafers really are a pretty kick-ass cracker, as processed crap goes.
4 Insert your own Black Vulcan (via Harvey Birdman: Attorney at Law) joke here.
UPDATE: Fixed the Black Vulcan link. I know. It was so important! IN MY PANTS!!!