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Saturday, August 10, 2002
Come Together Right Now:
Over at Tres Producers Eric Olsen has been continuing a discussion about cover songs started by Ross at The Bloviator. After having watched an hour of VH-1’s So 80s show I feel compelled to start a discussion about oddest/worst collaborations ever. A few come to mind off the top of my head: Metallica & the San Francisco Symphony, John Denver & Placido Domingo (Perhaps Love), and Julio Iglesias & Willie Nelson (To All The Girls I've Loved Before). But my nominee for worst and oddest collaboration has to be the Sam Moore and Lou Reed’s duet on Soul Man from the movie by the same name. I’m a big Lou Reed fan and he definitely is a lot of things, but a Soul Man ain’t one of them.

So what’s your choice for worst collaboration?

- John Fogde 6:11 PM [+]

Please Don't Take Me As I Am:
I went to see About a Boy yesterday and thought it was very funny. It surprised me how annoyed I was by the kid, because I quite liked him in the book. But Hugh Grant has very funny and although the ending is very cringe worthy it wasn't nearly as sickeningly sweet as I had feared. The badly dressed one's music fits the movie perfectly and I think I enjoy the soundtrack even more now that I've seen the movie.

The Baltimore Ravens beat the Detroit Lions 12-6 last night in their first preseason game doing what they've been doing the last couple of years. Sucking on offense and killing on defense. It's nice to see that the rookies have been able to get together to quickly to form a decent defense (however, it was against the Lions, so let's not go overboard with the compliments just yet). Now if only Redman would throw a touch down pass once in awhile we might not get totally humiliated this year.
And did Drew Bledsoe look scary out there for the Bills or what? He completed 9 out of 11 passes for 136 yards and scored two touch downs. My guess is he's going to have one hell of a year.

The launch of has been postponed till Tuesday (could this be a hidden Aimee Mann reference?), but be sure to visit the site once it launches. I have high hopes for this project and it would appear that a lot of prominent members of the blogging community are supporting this project.

A lot of people still haven't changed their links from the old blogspot address to my new address. So if you have a website and you've been kind enough to link to me in the past I'd very much appreciate it if you would change your link to the new address. Thanks.

- John Fogde 2:24 PM [+]

Thursday, August 08, 2002
Plastic Jesus, Plastic Jesus, Riding on the Dashboard of my Car:
I’ve been listening to Transmissions from the Satellite Heart all day and there’s one track that always gets me on that album. It’s the Lips’ version of the song Plastic Jesus, which was written by either Ed Rush or George Cromarty or both (there seems to be some confusion about this). If you don’t know this version you might still recognize the song if you heard it, because it appears in the movie Cool Hand Luke. There’s a scene where Paul Newman is playing guitar and he plays the song very slowly, because he doesn’t seem to be able to remember the chords. If you haven’t seen Cool Hand Luke you really should. I saw it ages ago (even before Guns n’ Roses sampled it for Civil War) and I’ve seen it a couple of times since then. Newman is super cool in the movie and it’s just one of those movies, where you have a big grin on your face, because everything from the egg eating contest to the speech about spending a night in the box is just funny.
But back to the song. I searched Kazaa to find a proper version of the song, but could only find the Lips’, Jello Biafra’s, and Newman’s version. So I went looking for the lyrics and chords instead and was actually pretty surprised to find them right away. And even more surprised after I'd had a chance to read all the verses. It begins with:

Well, I don't care if it rains or freezes,
Long as I have my plastic Jesus
Riding on the dashboard of my car
Through all trials and tribulations,
We will travel every nation,
With my plastic Jesus I'll go far.

Plastic Jesus, plastic Jesus
Riding on the dashboard of my car
Through all trials and tribulations,
We will travel every nation,
With my plastic Jesus I'll go far.

That’s the bit I remembered, but after a couple of verses about a magnetic Mary, a sweet Madonna, and twelve apostles, there’s a verse and chorus, which go like this:

When pedestrians try to cross I let them know whose boss
I never blow my horn or give them warning
I ride all over town, trying to run them down
And it's seldom that they live to see the morning

Plastic Jesus, Plastic Jesus
Riding on the dashboard of my car
His halo fits just right and I use it as a sight
And they'll scatter or they'll splatter near and far

Not quite as holy all of a sudden. And it gets even worse towards the end:

When I'm goin' fornicatin'
I got my ceramic Satan
Sinnin' on the dashboard of my Winnebago Motor Home
The women know I'm on the level
Thanks to the wild-eyed stoneware devil
Ridin' on the dashboard of my ...
Sneerin' from the dashboard of my ...
Leering from the dashboard of my van

If I weave around at night
And the police think I'm tight,
They'll never find my bottle, though they ask;
Plastic Jesus shelters me,
For His head comes off, you see
He's hollow, and I use Him for a flask

Plastic Jesus, plastic Jesus
Riding on the dashboard of my car:
Ride with me and have a dram,
Of the blood of the Lamb,
Plastic Jesus is a holy bar

Now personally, I think this is dead funny. But I was just really surprised, when I read the lyrics from start to finish. For some reason I thought it was a Christian country song and it turns out it’s a tribute to debauchery, which actually makes a lot more sense if you’ve seen the movie.
So I feel like I just found out that Vicki Lawrence is the one, who killed Andy if you know what I mean.

- John Fogde 11:13 PM [+]

Mo Money, Mo Problems:
Turns out I'm Bizarro Biggie. I mean look at the facts: I'm alive, I'm white, I'm skinny, and my ass is broke. And whereas Biggie felt that: "It's like the more money we come across the more problems we see" I feel like the less money I see the more problems I come across.

Remember I told you that I feared mail? Well, today I got a letter from the Student Wellfare organization telling me that I received more money than I was entitled to last year and unsurprisingly they'd like it back now. So now I have to talk to them about payment plans and whatnot, which stinks. The way this is going I'll have collected enough debts this year to completely screw up my economy for the next three years if I get a decent job, when I eventually graduate, or the rest of my life if I become unemployed.

I sent my review of Whip It On by The Raveonettes for the project to Eric Olsen today and I think it turned out okay. I actually spent quite a bit of time on it and I'll be use to link to it, when the blogcritics site launches. I've noticed that a lot of people come here looking for information about The Raveonettes, so here's the David Fricke article about their show at CBGB's just for them.

- John Fogde 4:10 PM [+]

How Does It Feel To Be Without A Home
Like A Complete Unknown Like A Rolling Stone
It's moving day today! With the help of my friend Jan I've acquired a new home for my ramblings. From now on I'll be publishing by thoughts and rants at, which is already open for business. So please update your links and stop by any time you like.

- John Fogde 2:06 PM [+]

Tuesday, August 06, 2002
Andy Warhol Looks a Scream:
Andy Warhol would have turned 74 today, which Google celebrated with a cool banner:

And I was excited to see that I wasn’t the only one, who remembered.

When I said that the birthday party I was going to was a low key affair I obviously had no idea what I was talking about. There were a lot of people there including a former member of government, a guy from the Justice Department, several former and present principals from different schools, a television journalist, and a lot of other people. There were a lot of speeches, songs, food and drink, so I was completely knackered, when I got home.

Sunday, I’d barely gotten out of bed, when a friend of mine called to see if I wanted to go see AGF (our local soccer team) play at home against Esbjerg. I agreed and got my brother to come along and it turned out to be a pretty brilliant game. AGF played poorly in the first half especially in defense and managed to turn a 0-1 game into a 0-2 game just minutes before half time. But newly acquired coach Poul Hansen must have talked in capitol letters during half time, because they played a lot better in the second half and managed to get 2-2, which was fantastic all things considered. There’s a real buzz in the city about the team now. They’ve sucked for the last five years and been close to relegation the last three, so now that we’ve got new players, a new coach, and some money coming into the club, people are getting really excited about the thought of supporting a team which maybe won't finished third to last this year.

I check my referral log almost every day, because I'm curious as to how people found my weblog. But lately some of the results have freaked me out a little. It’s not the results, where someone has typed in a string of random, sex related words and accidentally gotten to this site, which creeps me out. It’s when someone types in my exact name and get here, which creeps me out, and that has happened a lot lately. Had my name been John Smith or something I don’t think I would’ve minded as much. But John Fogde is a very unusual name anywhere in the world (there are 200 returns for my name on Google and every single one of them refers to me), so these are people, who somehow know me and use Google to find out more about me. And it’s not like I get emails or messages in the comments from people I went to school with saying, “Oi mate, just found your blog by chance. Funny that!”. I never hear from these people, who are searching for info about me, and that makes me really paranoid. Is that weird?

The last two things are music related. Aimee Mann is giving us a chance to hear her new album Lost in Space at her website and it sounds really good. And the other is that I signed up at Tres Producers to be a music critic for, so when that launches on Friday I should have a review ready. But more about that later.

- John Fogde 10:36 PM [+]

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