Those moments, only afterwards seeming necessary moments, when you hear a song the very first time and Holyfuck! not only is it Dance, Motherfucker but also a concise and encapsulating and clarifying and cathartic-when-dancing summation of what's swirled unsorted in your head? That Robert Pollard song above is now an Official Theme Song of BLCKDGRD, which makes Robert Pollard the first musician to have two Official Theme Songs of BLCKDGRD. Here is the first Robert Pollard Official Theme Song of BLCKDGRD:
- Musings.
- Explaining it all.
- We told you so.
- Fired up!
- Police state. A twitter friend got into an dispute with a twooter who said, Americans tweeting they live in a police state are lame, they've no idea what's it's like in a police state, as if our bitching and moaning isn't about that seemingly inevitable potentiality and our pointing out that to get to that potentiality in America shit starts with the shit that we're seeing.
- Motherfucking Obama: "And the Chicago Police - Chicago's finest did a great job."
- Five works of theory you should consider reading, for those of you who do.
- What makes countries rich or poor?
- Motherfucking Obama.
- Surviving the election posturing.
- Motherfucking Obama.
- Incomparable.
- Motherfucking crackers.
- Motherfucking Democrats.
- Oh good, TNR to be reinvented again, still suck.
- The two Pollard songs, cutting out the youtube margins, clock in at a combined at just two and a half minutes.
- Also too, motherfucking blooger's motherfucking blogrolls.
- I dig the Cup too, no matter how silly it is.
- Zombie preparedness week.
- Episode 210.
- For Love.
- Man Erg.
- Joe Strummer grows up.
THE PATTERN
Robert Creeley
As soon as
I speak, I
speaks. It
wants to
be free but
impassive lies
in the direction
of its
words. Let
x equal x, x
also
equals x. I
speak to
hear myself
speak? I
had not thought
that some-
thing had such
undone. It
was an idea
of mine.
