P.S. Yes, you may have noticed that my trip to Seattle involved some hardcore Twin Peaks-related tourism. I am unashamed. In fact, there's more to come! (evil laugh...)
Friday, July 20, 2007
Oktomatic Seattle!
Friends, my love affair with the Oktomat camera is in full bloom. It's little more than a tiny plastic camera, but it takes 8 small photos on one 35mm negative over the course of 2.5 seconds. I've been sleeping with it under my pillow since I bought it a month ago, but I finally got to put it to good use on my recent trip to Seattle. Shortly I will regale you all with my recent exploits out West, but 'til then, please enjoy my Oktomatic expose entitled "Oktomatic Seattle!"
P.S. Yes, you may have noticed that my trip to Seattle involved some hardcore Twin Peaks-related tourism. I am unashamed. In fact, there's more to come! (evil laugh...)
P.S. Yes, you may have noticed that my trip to Seattle involved some hardcore Twin Peaks-related tourism. I am unashamed. In fact, there's more to come! (evil laugh...)
Saturday, July 7, 2007
Wednesday, July 4, 2007
Why Atco?
When I occasionally step off my Learjet for an iced coffee and whatnot, people outside of New Jersey often ask, "Whaz up with Atco?"
After my "handlers" rough these people up, I usually spit on the pathetic loser as he or she begs to their God, curled up in the fetal position. But I've come to realize I've been too hard on these ignorants whose knowledge of New Jersey stretches no further than having seen a few episodes of The Sopranos. So here, at long last, is a primer on Atco, New Jersey and the special place it holds in the heart of Canadian Invasion.
Atco, New Jersey is a town of roughly 15,000 people located about 15 miles outside of Philadelphia. with beautiful pine trees, a motorsports drag strip, and an abandoned record factory among its charms. While I never lived within the borders of Atco, I've smelled the fresh pine, seen a man blow up his car (with him in it) for the amusement of young children (see clip below), and marveled at the erie factory where old vinyl rots in waterlogged boxes.
After my "handlers" rough these people up, I usually spit on the pathetic loser as he or she begs to their God, curled up in the fetal position. But I've come to realize I've been too hard on these ignorants whose knowledge of New Jersey stretches no further than having seen a few episodes of The Sopranos. So here, at long last, is a primer on Atco, New Jersey and the special place it holds in the heart of Canadian Invasion.
Atco, New Jersey is a town of roughly 15,000 people located about 15 miles outside of Philadelphia. with beautiful pine trees, a motorsports drag strip, and an abandoned record factory among its charms. While I never lived within the borders of Atco, I've smelled the fresh pine, seen a man blow up his car (with him in it) for the amusement of young children (see clip below), and marveled at the erie factory where old vinyl rots in waterlogged boxes.
Tuesday, July 3, 2007
Hi!
Since I firmly believe that blogging is a unheard of endeavor sure to catch on some day and offer a brand new kind of cultural discourse, I, Andy Canadian, give you this, the new internet home for my whining about the death of American culture (as if the whining in my music wasn't bad enough).
Much in the same way Harold Bloom argues that all great writers consciously situate themselves on a continuum with the great writers of the past, I too have looked for blog inspiration:
Inspiration
Coincidently, I should note that "Continuum" is the name of John Mayer's latest record. There will be copious John Mayer slagging off in this blog. I titled one of my songs "Standing on the Shoulders of the Carcass of John Mayer" after all.
So hopefully, my incendiary prose has left you you titillated beyond all reason. Do yourself a favor: take a deep breath, fix yourself a white Russian (or another appropriate alcoholic or non-alcoholic drink), and prepare for a guided tour of the cultural end of days...
Much in the same way Harold Bloom argues that all great writers consciously situate themselves on a continuum with the great writers of the past, I too have looked for blog inspiration:
Inspiration
Coincidently, I should note that "Continuum" is the name of John Mayer's latest record. There will be copious John Mayer slagging off in this blog. I titled one of my songs "Standing on the Shoulders of the Carcass of John Mayer" after all.
So hopefully, my incendiary prose has left you you titillated beyond all reason. Do yourself a favor: take a deep breath, fix yourself a white Russian (or another appropriate alcoholic or non-alcoholic drink), and prepare for a guided tour of the cultural end of days...
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