CLAP YOUR HANDS SAY YEAH!!!!!

"YEAH!!!!!"

Run the lip off sunshine shore
Betray white water
Delay dark forms
Slap young waves on wooden bones
Don't touch the laughter and away we go

Away we go

CLAP YOUR HANDS!
But I feel so lonely
CLAP YOUR HANDS!
But it won't do nothing
CLAP YOUR HANDS!
But I have no money
CLAP YOUR HANDS!
Are you up to something?
CLAP YOUR HANDS!
Where's my milk and honey?
CLAP YOUR HANDS!
But I just look funny
CLAP YOUR HANDS!
I'll just wait awhile

As time alone stands still for some
Stuffed sailor up with eyeball sun
And if by castle ship should stray
It has like you no chosen fate for
It's tongue-tied caboose that leads
This ragged lad, this finger-flipping
Mom and dad (for what is worth some
Aimless steer?) And should mouth
Confuse my foggy mirror and reveal
What is not there I shall take this
Unbound train away...

-This is the first track off of Clap Your Hands... self-titled album, and it's probably the best song on there, although it does have a very different vibe than the others. I like this song a lot, and I like this band a lot. THey have some pretty cool things to say -the lyrics are fairly abstract, but good- and for some reason every time I get drunk I want to hear this album. It's just THAT good.
If a band can get to that Point; well, it's a good thing. That drunken impulse stems from something very real and very strong inside of me... it's sort of like a reverse lie-detector, showing my real musical lusts when I get some liquor inside me. There's also a simple kind of melodic hook that is present in all of their songs -I would call it an 'aura' or simply, their 'sound'- that just keeps me coming back, constantly singing the wobbly lyrics: in my sleep, in my car, when I'm working out. Scratch that, i haven't worked out in a while... probably since I discovered this band.

SO at that, I'm gonna go find a REAL job with REAL MONEY!!! Yeah.... back to the grinder. Later hombres.
))))))_TTTH

Where is YOUR tax money going?

Jacqueline Trescott of the Washington Post recently reported that Smithsonian Secretary Lawrence Small is paying himself $813,000 per year. The Smithsonian's secretary has virtually no responsibilities, other than deciding what to order for lunch, since the location and use of Smithsonian facilities is determined by Congress. The Smithsonian boss experiences none of the business risk that may justify high pay to public-company CEOs, since the Smithsonian holds a government-granted monopoly and exists on federal subsidies. Here is the Smithsonian's fiscal 2007 budget request to Congress; in it the Smithsonian asks federal taxpayers for $644 million in subsidies, including $537 million for salaries. So federal taxpayers with a median family income of $53,692 are having their pockets picked to give Lawrence Small $813,000 a year, 15 times the median income of the taxpayers. Why isn't this viewed as white-collar crime?


...Weird huh? Give it up for museums!!! Arts management might be good for something, if I can convince congress to pay me a ridiculous amount of money, and manage to steal from every American. (even illegal ones)

On that note, I think illegal immigrants don't have a 'right' to be here, because if they did they wouldn't be illegal. And i mean illegal as in 'the gov't could justly kick them out'. I agree with the idea, and the right to protest, and the need for cheap labor... but a bunch of people who agree that they are illegally living here (do they pay taxes? ...can they?) probably shouldn't try to intimidate politicians.
Besides being a terrible movie (horribly made, written, acted) "A day without a mexican" kind of didn't make sense. There would be some affect on the economy of Some cities and Some trades, but how was America before all of these people crossed over? Illegal immigrants are Now a crucial part of the economy, but there are so many unemployed Legal Americans that i doubt they would be missed for long.
Don't get me wrong, I'm down with 'Brown Power', just trying to think about this in a logical and white way. Which i think i've accomplished.
Later days.
-TTH