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1/6/2005
BLASPHEMY
Degenerate SW put these links together for your Tsunami aid efforts:
Here are some organizations listed on cnn.com for making donations.
http://edition.cnn.com/2004/WORLD/asiapcf/12/27/quake.aidsites/index.html
Here’s a list of charities on NPR.
http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=4248155
I recommend Oxfam as they are secular (no religious ties)
http://www.oxfamamerica.org/
In other sad news, Sneeches Noble had to be put down today due to complications
from cancer. Sneeches is fondly remembered as “the best damn cat in the house,”
but was also well known for single-handedly decimating the population of small
rodents in Howell Station. He is survived by his adopted family, brother “Lazy”
Louie and “Crazy Aunt” Puddy.
While the city sleeps, ev’ry night he creeps,
Just surveying his domain,
He roams around like he owns the town,
He’s the king, he makes that plain,
He knows ev’ry trick, doesn’t miss a lick,
When it comes to keepin’ fat,
Some city slicker! No one is quicker than...
That darn cat!
Ev’ry nook and cranny and garbage can
He inspects so thoroughly!
When he’s on his rounds, nothin’s out of bounds
To his curiosity,
He can smile and purr at a pretty her
Till she don’t know where she’s at,
Nose like a geiger! Oh, what a tiger is...
That darn cat!
He’s a sly old codger, an artful dodger,
A scrounger unsurpassed,
A ball of fire, a nine-live wire,
Who just can’t be out-classed,
Yeah, this midnight rover, he lives in clover,
It’s an art he’s got down-pat,
Never was a greater smooth operator than...
That darn cat!
From the Disney film Aristocats.
EAR PLUGS
So – anyone do anything fun for New Year’s Eve? Yeah? Well why don’t you tell us
about it! Crap, this publication doesn’t write itself, y’know?
Meanwhile, check out our review of the Florida Panhandle, where we counted down
to New Year’s twice:
http://www.degeneratepress.com/travel/fla_new_years_2004/index.htm
In other news, our boycotting of Underground has some Degenerate support:
Touche' about Underground. We're playing it because of the hefty guarantee,
open bar and open menu for the band. We're very skeptical ourselves. I
just can't see people who enjoy our band seriously making plans to go and
party at Underground. That's like being in NYC and saying we're going to
eat at Mama Leone's, haw haw haw. Just ain't gonna happen. Now if that
Alley Cat club took over the 9 Lives space or other suitable vacant
locations, then they might have something. What a shame the proprietor is
making a very cool club in a very uncool location.
Dengenerate VS
Once upon a time in an Atlanta now far far gone there was the most incredible
party place ever and it was Underground Atlanta. Then it really was underground
and all the original streets, store fronts and gas street lights were in tact.
There was even an old time arcade with wooden crank peep shows and all sorts of
cool original old games. It was like going back in time. There were tons of cool
clubs that looked ancient on the outside but kicked it on the inside. Every
place had humongus specialty drinks and you got to keep your souvenir glass. It
was like a giant street party as people bar hopped and swayed down the street
trying to balance their tower of drinks. There were regular restaurants for old
folks and kids and if you could ignore the governor signing ax handles at his
souvenir shop it was fun for all. Of course it ironically fell into decline
because there was only one way in (it was underground) and the police just
couldn't seem to muster up the numbers to watch over the drunken revelers so
they became sitting ducks for muggers and thieves. Eventually it was so
dangerous that Atlanta's most prized attraction turned to dust. Then they ran
MARTA through most of it, turned the remnants into a crappy mall that isn't even
really underground anymore and wondered why nobody wanted to go there anymore.
Sure I want to fight off derelicts, pay too much to park so I can visit a dollar
store and the Gap. NOT!!!! I have the best memories and had some of the most
extreme fun ever there and I will never darken the door way of the sham that is
now called Underground Atlanta. Funny now there aren't enough police to guard
their precious Buckhead but about 30 years too late they can patrol Underground.
Where were the cops when there was something there worth protecting? Screw them!
I'm with you boycott the farce they call Underground and let the REAL
Underground rest in peace. For those of you who missed it, it was one wild ride.
Degenerate LS
After recently sitting thru "It's a Wonderful Life" hungover Christmas night, I
couldn't
help but think how the Atlanta City Council reminds me of the character Mr.
Potter.
In the coming months will we hear about clubs outside Underground
that are competition losing their licenses for code violations ? Or police
systematically setting
up roadblocks near these clubs to harass outgoing patrons ? Or better still,
mysterious fires ?!
Ok, kidding about the mysterious fires, but the Council can make its own rules
as it goes along
to make sure their "entertainment district" is patronized before other places.
And if that makes
club owners outside of Underground inconvenienced till they give up, I think
they would go that far.
Degenerate DD
-Good luck to the new clubs, I know they didn't have a choice, but I have no
plans to ever go there.
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