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Instead of moving that, nope, you need to re-up Something must break now everything that keeps us together is falling part They sang protest songs to try to stop the soldier... ooh baby it's a wild world I'm not here, this isn't happening Now it's raining hard as ever i spent the rent dipset! We don't incredible-hulk no more, we don't do none... Saturday, January 12, 2008
we were riding north to chicago on route 65, we had played the first show on a tour of 45:
ZOMG. Via Noah Shachtman, the greatest development of the war so far: the Army has put out a contract for a rock band to play for the troops in Iraq and Afghanistan.
Noah and I hereby announce the formation of our national-security blogger supergroup, Error: 404. We intend to win this contract. As Noah points out, the Army is looking for celebrities. When defining an "excellent" candidate, the contract stipulates, "The Proposed Group contains at least one member who is a recognizable celebrity nationally or internationally." Not very punk rock, but not to fear, as we're internet celebrities. What's more, IRL, he's a bass player of renown. While it's not for me to disclose what well-known NYC band he played with, I can tell you that I saw them several times in high school. (An "adequate" candidate contains one member "who may be recognizable within a certain metropolitan community.") It's a privilege to be his drummer. But here's the thing: We need a guitarist and a singer. Maybe a keyboardist. Do you manipulate an effects pedal as easily as you use Moveable Type? Do you have a burning desire to tour on a C-17? Do you have the balls to cover Anti-Cimex's "Victims of A Bomb Raid" at Ali al-Salem? Error: 404 wants you. Serious inquiries only. Let's get this money. --Spencer Ackerman
Um, I don't play lead, but I can do pretty decent rhythm guitar... |
