Tuesday, March 13, 2007

It Wasn't the Drinkin', This Man Died of Thirst

I caught Gaelic Storm at the Fine Line on Saturday. I ended up going alone because someone didn't call me back. It was still fun. They did 2 sets and pulled out all of the instruments. I've always been impressed that people who are so drunk they can't remember the names of songs are still able to play brilliantly.

Jeff discusses the dangers of nightclubs (or something like that) -
Not nightclubs! Why, do you know what happens in night clubs? No? Well, either you’re closing your eyes to a situation you do now wish to acknowledge or you are not aware of the caliber of disaster indicated by the presence of a night club in your community. They’re filled with libertine men and scarlet women! And rag-time, shameless music that’ll grab your son-and your daughter–with the arms of a jungle animal instinct! Mass-staria! Friends, the idle brain is the devil’s playground!

We’ve got trouble! Right here in River City! With a capital “T” and that rhymes with “D” and that stands for Dance!
It's actually about some movement where parents and little kids go dancing. Which is why it's a good thing I don't have kids, because I would be requesting "What's Your Fantasy" by Ludacris, children be damned.

At the risk of angering my fellow liberals, this should fail. There's a reason citizens are the ones who get to vote. We have the most to lose. Not to mention that those who have become citizens went through a lot to do so, and letting non-citizens vote diminishes their work. I still think more people should be allowed to become citizens. Note that my dislike for Phyllis Kahn has nothing to do with my opposition to her bill, but it's proposals like this that lead to my dislike of Phyllis Kahn.

I have a job because idiots exist. I don't worry about losing my job anytime soon.

Your Dance the Night Away leader.

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