hey mr english as a second language - what the fuck does "you're miles beyond the genres that were supposed to get reviewed here" mean? does rich have a rule book i dont know about? was i not invited to the meeting on preserving tired ass genre ghettos so lazy euros who cant be bothered to think of rock & roll in terms other than "hey hey i wanna rock you all night" and "oh oh look at my car" and let's not for get "oh baby you are so fine" though in your ESL damged euro speak that would sound more like "hey hey you rock with me night all the time, yeah" and "my car, here look it pretty fine now" and "baby fine is you to me right now that I sing." just shut the fuck up, dutch treat. the only reason you are so fucking cranky about this review thing is because i didnt mention the evolutions in releation to Pissconsin bands that matter TODAY. Perhaps if you were such a fucking cheapscape and would free up a fucking review copy, mr i live in a welfare state and dont have to worry about getting fed or clothed or housed or methadoned, i'd review something that falls within the Nanne Tepper's Guidelines for Terminal Boredom Reviews, not that they fucking matter, you lazy shit who hasnt written squat for this fucking thing since god knows how long.
PS I am sorry if any of the "humor" above sails past the heads of you Europeans. Funny is an American thing. You wouldnt understand.
Humor? It escapes everybody, Scott.
I told you about our welfare state and the position I'm in and now you just lie about it? On a board? That's weak man.
As for writing for this TB thing - at the time I did that, I also wrote for much more mags and rags and papers. I think I mentioned in one of my mails to you also what makes me go very slow these days, and what bugs me about TB. You now use false arguments to get a last drip of jizz out yr pickle in public. That's really weak again. For once, put that thing back were it belongs, in Coppens ass.
Come on now, you think you can win a verbal fight from me In My Second Hand Language? You big boy?
All you really wanna do is go into the bushes behind the playground and compare the lenght of eachothers Blah. Should I tell one more time about the ten releases I had planned for this year and how my businesspartner fucked me over big time? Nah. Before you know it, you think it's humor. And I don't care how much a label releases, hell, I couldn't care less. Getting fucked over is something that disturbs me a bit though.
Making jokes about my use of Englisch is a bit dumb, don't you think? Comin from an American. You don't even have a language, you just play scrabble with the other inmates all day. Just read these boards, you sorry ass prick. What the fuck have you done in your life, what have you achieved that makes you blow your own dick so often? You even know what hard work is? You remind me of the flakes that sell dope in our coffeeshops and are getting really, really tired from what they call Their Job: sitting on a barstool and smoke free pot 3 afternoons a week. Yes, it's tough out there. Why are you just being nasty here, my little poopydoo?? That one band of yours that everybody missed? I know, enough for a lifelong grudge against rock 'n roll. That you were invited to review that part of the package, if I understand your blah right, is an editorial mistake as big as a monster, or, a Cunning Plan.
Now watch it with the shit I told you in person, mr cheerleader.
PS1: Todd, I am not in the least troubled by the fact that The Evolutions weren't mentioned in SS's assgasballoon, nor the Blue Balls. Both are albums with another approach than the stuff that is brought to people as New by New Band!
This stuff is only 'new', because it's compiled, mastered and released. And it's brilliant basementpunk. By the way, glad you like the album.
PS2: And yes, SS, that's what I like to release: basementpunk, so you'll probably hate everything I ever am gonna put out. Although if I had the money I'd now be chasing an Italian band that does wave, yes, but this band is GOOD, too good to let go you know - oh no, you don't.
Just don't bother with my label. Go suck some Sub out off Pop. That's where you belong anyway.
Hell, you should be the logo from Sub Pop.