The Cake is a Lie

Have you ever seen your PC in his undershirt?

Saw Jon Hodgman speak regarding his book a couple of weeks ago. As a demonstration of his "renaissance man" credentials he wore a tuxedo and traveled with, well, what can only be described as a bard.

The contributor to The Daily Show, and PC to Justin Long's Mac, showed up late and out of costume. So as Mr. Hodgman dressed into his GQ-supplied tuxedo Jonathan Coulton played a little ditty called Tom Cruise Crazy:

He knows someday he'll have to play
An old, retarded grandpa
While someone younger plays his sexy son

He then went on to sing the Jon Hodgman theme song (presumably written for Hodgman).

This bearded beast of a man is also the unlikely creator of another theme song for a PC; Coulton also wrote the endgame song for the antagonist in Portal...which if you haven't played... I must conclude means you do not have opposable thumbs.

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What The Fuck Was I Thinking (WTFWIT?)?:

I hope this will be a regular feature of this blog, where I take a couple of demazepam and a long needed look at my collection of music over the years and wonder....what the fuck was I thinking? This week:

Phil Collins
...But Seriously

The subtitle on this should be: ...ellipses, now more than ever. Are we to assume there was some hilarious english-accented joke told prior to the naming of this album. And the aftermath is, "...But seriously. $12 for this crap that I completely ripped off from Lionel Ritchie."

And what's the deal with the cover art? Giving precedence to Oprah's O magazine, every phucking Phil Collins album featured his miserable roast beef mug.

As for the music, there were some decent post-Genesis PC albums (okay, songs...okay, lyrics...okay, drum beats) out there, but ...But Seriously is ...Butt Awful. Lot's of '80's saxophone, Top Gun electric guitar, Phil Collins on drums, and the rest is synthesizer.

Let the song titles explain the rest:
Hang In Long Enough (The required motivation to get you through the album)
That's Just the Way It Is
Do You Remember (where's your punctuation now Phil?)
Heat On The Street (The "heat on the street" is emanating from this dog turd of a song)
Find A Way To My Heart (Really? Did you lose a bet on this one?)

I can only think that this was all done during his acting period when he was too busy not wearing socks or hair on Miami Vice to put together a decent record. Something tells me Phil Collins will be a frequent guest of this column.

In my defense, Drew Barrymore got me started on drugs at a young age.

WTFWIT?