Four-peat

Alright. I promise the next post won't have moving pixels. Only words. Cold, heartless words.

Red Menace

Today's seriously weird shit I found on youtube (tm) is a cover of a song by a probably-gay militant socialist vegetarian by two probably-straight postcommunist lolita constructs.

Which still has one of the crunchiest guitar licks of all time.

Muppet social scene

Once upon a time, I actually felt like I had worthwhile textual content to share with the universe. Then I did the following calculation:

1 Picture = 1000 words
1 second of flash video = 24 frames
∴ 1 second of video = 24000 words

2:27 of video = 147 seconds
∴ 2:27 of video = 3528000 words

War and Peace = 560000 words (approx)
∴ 2:27 of video = 6.3 War and Peaces.

So, really, this whole blogging text thing could be considered a waste of time. Just finding cool stuff on YouTube and posting it is considerably more efficient.

On that note, the below is awesome.

In honour of Pride Week

Like many of those Things That Art Good, we owe Stephen Colbert general gratitude.

(Oh, and H/T to Wells for posting this first, probably because he is not presently living a cable-free existence. Not a Colbert-sized H/T, mind you, but a substantive one nonetheless.)

A guitar is just a ukulele with two training strings

In what's fast emerging as a time-honoured solution to filling those awkward long gaps in which I've obviously had nothing to blog about, here's a cool YouTube video.

One of those youtube posts

Quick, dirty, and oh so twistedly funny.



Hat-tip to Fark.

Time well spent at Band Camp

So, this blog is increasingly becoming all about me finding something neat on the intertubes, linking to it, saying something vaguely interesting about it and then letting my legions of fans benefit accordingly. I guess that's a step up from not posting on it at all. And c'mon, would you really want to hear about my day today?

Today's oeuvre comes once again from that merry aggregator of all things mildly smile-inducing, youtube.

This fine gentleman plays the flute. Which is exciting enough, I suppose. But this gentleman also beatboxes. The tricky part is that he's figured how to do both.

At. the. same. time.

And he isn't even black.

The geeky cherry surmounting this delightful confection though, is what tune he chooses to reproduce using said skills. Indeed, after referencing the musical stylings of one great 1980s detective, he medleys into those of another. A hit of A-Team mightn't have hurt, either, but let's not get greedy here.