The new Nine Inch Nails record sounds like its on some shit. Here’s what Trent Reznor had to say about it:

This record began as an experiment with noise on a laptop in a bus on tour somewhere. That sound led to a daydream about the end of the world. That daydream stuck with me and over time revealed itself to be much more. I believe sometimes you have a choice in what inspiration you choose to follow and other times you really don’t. This record is the latter. Once I tuned into it, everything fell into place… as if it were meant to be. With a framework established, the songs were very easy to write. Things started happening in my “real” life that blurred the lines of what was fiction and what wasn’t. The record turned out to be more than a just a record in scale, as you will see over time.

Part one is year zero. Concept record. Sixteen tracks. All written and performed by me, produced / programmed by me and Atticus Ross, mixed by Alan Moulder, mastered by Brian “Big Bass” Gardner. Release date: April 17, 2007.

What’s it about? Well, it takes place about fifteen years in the future. Things are not good. If you imagine a world where greed and power continue to run their likely course, you’ll have an idea of the backdrop. The world has reached the breaking point - politically, spiritually and ecologically. Written from various perspectives of people in this world, “year zero” examines various viewpoints set against an impending moment of truth. How does it sound? You will hear for yourself soon enough, but given the point of this document is to provide information…

This record is much more of a “sound collage” than recent efforts from me.
A lot of it was improvised.
It is very tedious describing your own music.
It’s not just music.
It’s probably too long, but it felt like the right thing to do to paint the complete picture.
It will sound different after a few listens.
You can think about it and it will reveal more than you were expecting.
You can dance to a lot of it.
You can f*ck to a lot of it (maybe all of it depending on what you’re into).

Listen to the first single here

Mud Dizzuck in the house! Dude I’m kinda new to this blog but I want you to know that I am a veteran blogger. I run 5 different blogs and party every night, so you know I have plenty of party pictures and gossip to talk about.

I was partying at Avalon with my boy Mickey (no he doesn’t run the club, but should with all the tang he wrecks!) and we were sitting in a booth and fucking Mary-Kate starts kicking it hard. We hit a few bumps off my bankcard and that beezie was trippin out over how I have to tilt my head to hit that shit, since my nostrils are on top of my beak. HA.

What happened next kind of tripped me out though. We started talking about how scientists are drafting this new UN resolution that says who is in charge of destroying asteroids that are headed to blow our planet to pieces. Dude I would fucking pay to sit at a huge cannon and blast those things…I have plenty of practice.

To my surprise, the Olsen twin knew a lot about this shit. She said she learned about it when she was researching the role for Deep Impact (shes a method actress). Then she went on this rant about how she hates Leelee Sobieski for getting the part, and how she doesn’t know anything about asteroids at all.

Oh well. I told her I didn’t like the film and she threw a fit and went to the bathroom to puke or something.

Then we finished the night at the Key, where my boy Steve was spinning with Adam. Steve had his dad send someone with some Benni-Hanas for us on the late night tip that we killed in the Scion on the way home at 5am. You can see pictures, as always here.

When I got home the weirdest thing happened. I was watching a movie, and this fucking crazy neighbor of mine kicked my door down and ran at me with a calvary sword! I’m not joking at all. He was like ‘where is she’ and I was like ‘who’ and the dude wigged out and bounced. I was so wasted, I woke up the next day at 3 and didn’t believe it happened at first until I saw it was all over the papers.

Always educating while fornicating - Mud Duck

I don’t remember exactly how old I was when I saw Pulp Fiction in the theatres, but I remember I went twice in a row because I wanted my friends to see it, and I lived right by a cineplex. The following link may only waste one minute of your time, but if you’re anything like me (god have mercy on your soul) the memories will be worth it. intonation.mov (video/quicktime Object)

When I was 16 I met Samuel L. Jackson at a play that my dad took me to. It was like an 100 seat theatre, and the play had the actor who played Mr. Benson on the political comedy TV show Benson. During the intermission I saw that Samuel Jackson was there, smoking a menthol. Being about 15 and not really knowing anything about etiquitte (not that I’m much \better now), I brazenly walked up to him and started talking about acting, talking about my high school theatre program or whatever. Then I started asking him about Pulp Fiction, stuff like “What was in the box that you were trying to get back to Mr Wallace?” Instead of excusing himself immediately like he rightfully could have, Mr. Jackson was totally cool and explained that he didn’t know for sure, and that it’s up for interpretation. Then I think he excused himself, or intermission was over. Maybe he was only being polite because he wasn’t sure if my dad was famous or his next producer or whatever, but I’d like to believe that he’s just a cool cat. Here’s to putting mayonnaise on your fries.

END MEMORY

Swamp Donkey says: Octopi are Kraken Right Now

As everyone knows, I am a science buff. After getting my Aquaculture degree at old James Cook University with an impact in Fish Farming, I then apprenticed under the great Hajem Haleseh. Even though I left all of that behind to follow my dreams in starting up an online community dedicated to customized license plates (www.platewire.com which proudly boasts a growing community of over 60,000 members), I still have a soft heart for cephalopods.

In recent news, a phenomenal thing has happened. The Kraken from 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea (not to be confused with my favorite TMNT episode, 20,000 Leaks Under the Sea) might not be just folklore anymore! A New Zealand fisherman caught the worlds largest Colossal Squid off the coast of Antarctica. Yesterday, the fisherman was deep sea fishing and reigned in the 33 foot, 990 lbs. Colossal Squid, taking just over two hours to reel in. This is the first Colossal Squid (larger cousin of the fabled Giant Squid) seen live. There has been legends of this sea beast, who often feasts on Sperm Whales, but no one has seen this species live.

And in related news, a sperm whale of a different kind finds squids to be erotic.

Thats all for now. Sorry for not posting in a while but I have been busy with PlateWire. If anyone is interested in this great community, don’t hesitate to holler at your boy.

Nah, but at this point it wouldn’t really surprise me. However our dear friend Lou Peralman is in a little trouble himself. The “boy-band impresario” has seemingly disappeared while his house and office were raided by the FBI in Orlando. It’s unclear what the charges are but when you’re no where to be found as the FBI raids your shit, as my man John Brown would say, “that’s a bad look son.” The picture above however is great look. But really though, if things go down couldn’t he pull some R. Kelly shit and mask the case with the glowing joy of all the dreams he made true for adolescent boys and the Tiger Beat readers who love them.

Read the whole article here if you care.

Walking to lunch today this guy passed me with a shirt of Bart Simpson, shirtless with sagging pants, thug life tatted on belly, guns tucked in his waist line, jewelry (which was actually bedazzeld rine stones that bling’d under the beauty of the sun) stacks of money around him with two Hummers in the background. I thought to myself, yeah, that’s pretty much what Bart would look like if he ever got to middle school. Then I started thinking of all the other faces I’ve seen Bart take on over the years, from Jamaican Bart with dreads, the sombrero sporting Bart Sanchez, and the Oakland A’s ‘Bash Brother’ Bart. I have a lot of friends who have tried some dumb great get rich quick schemes, but none have had the sheer brilliance to think of placing Bart in an ironic situation on a t-shirt. So to those whose creativity has no bounds, I commend you, cause really what else is a middle aged retarded thug gonna wear?