music writers/family values

correspondence from little brother re: last night's GWAR show:

The VA Tech shooter was walked out and promptly got his head chopped off, spraying blood everywhere. A gigantic 12 foot prehistoric creature attacked the band. Luckily the lead singer was there to make sure things didn't get too rowdy, and proceeded to stab it in the face until pus (puss?) poured out all over the place. Some random hellion was came out and immediately received a stake through his body and was prepared to be roasted as he was marched off the stage by the band’s slaves, who, by the way were dressed in leather and covered in blood. Obviously. Another victim had his entire front layer of skin ripped off until he was just a skull, spewing his blood all around, but someone told me that's fairly typical and not that impressive. Pretty sure there may have even been something that sounded close to music in there as well. Good times had by all A+++++!!!!

Unrelated to GWAR, happy Elvis Died Day. One of the fondest memories I have from my own wedding is when my mother leans into me about two songs into the reception (like, first dance maybe? I can't remember) and asks "why the hell is he playing ELVIS?" The answer is, mother: because it pleases me greatly.

Please go to here, h/t Gp. He preferes Photo #8, I myself am a huge fan of #6. Omgcapes. Let's all promise to go get something airbrushed today, in memory. Doesn't matter what. Fingernails are a nice option, but if yr a biter like me we can stick to teeshirts, or sure, capes.