Fuck the (Fandom)Police

Roomie is beginning to think that I'm blossoming into an Oomph! fan. Not so. Aside from a handful of tracks--"Gekreuzigt", "Sex", "Augen Auf", "Krueppel", "Gott ist ein Popstar", and "Eine Frau Spricht im Schlaf", I find them pedestrian.

I am, however, besotted with Dero Goi. Sure, he loves to hear himself talk, and he clearly never met a mirror he didn't seduce, fuck, and leave a logy, sated mess amongst the bedclothes, but he has such a sense of whimsy mixed with his reserved sense of humor. Last night, I found a video of him poking fun at the self-important literary establishment by conducting a "serious literary critique" of a "great novel for our times, which turned out to be a German children's book involving a penguin. When he started comparing the events of the book to themes in Faust, I laughed until I nearly choked to death. It's all rather dry and probably of little interest to anyone without a minimal knowledge of German and years of suffering silently through those interminable college lit courses wherein some failed auteur waxed philosophical about weighty tomes like Hardy's Jude the Obscure or the collected works of James Joyce and tried unsuccessfully to draw labored comparisons between those narratives and current events, so I won't repost it, but I'd laughed any harder, I'd've prolapsed my asshole and regurgitated my innards like a startled sea cucumber.


( Fuck the Language Police )

Congratulations, Rammgents! According to Ticketmaster, the Rosemont Horizon is sold out. Let's hope the rest follow suit.