Sunday Night, October 31st. Halloween.

Knitting Factory New York in the Old Office.

Get Precious. Now with The Wild Crawford on “additional synths” (meaning: I’m going to make a lot of fucking noise).

I’ll also be DJ’ing on and off throughout the night, along with Todd Prozac and Punk Rock Phil.

Doors are at 7 if I’m not mistaken, first band’s at 9, cover’s $5, and we’ll (wow, fuck, this is “we” now) be going on around 10:30 if I’m correct.

Here’s the official skinny:

Hoopla! this Sunday NYC!!

Halloween Hoopla!!! 10/31 Knitting Factory Old Office

dj’s spin punk, deathrock, psycho and Halloween surprises all night.

$5 or Free with Subhumans ticket.

More info:

www.DeadCityDisco.com

BE THERE.

If you’re a resident of Idaho, Maine, Minnesota, New Hampshire, North Dakota, Wisconsin, or Wyoming, you can register to vote on Election Day, at the polling places. (Source here.) That’s a total of 39 electoral votes that can be swayed by your votes. The slackers who missed the deadlines in other states, well, there’s not a lot we can do about them, but there’s still hope for you folks! Get your asses in gear Tuesday morning and VOTE.

Just a little something I came across on Slashdot…have fun!

Ozz gives us two touching sonnets…

I’ve become quite fond of the view outside my bedroom window at sunset these days. It’s in just the right place, so I glance to my left past a certain hour, and the sky’s really stunning at times. I don’t have any kind of great panoramic view of anything but a few trees and a bunch of townhouses with old people in them, but the sky is really incredible more often than not. At some point, once I trade in some of the more useless crap around my home for some useful crap like a digital camera, I hope to start sharing some of these skies with you all.

The only problem I do have with the view is that the sky outside my home is part of a flight path, and whenever I see an airplane in the sky these days, no matter where it is, I expect to see it explode or crash or do something else horrible. No matter that I’ve never been an in-person witness to an air disaster. What I’ve seen on the television over the years is enough. Oddly enough, I’m not really afraid of flying in commercial aircraft. I am afraid of flying in smaller, private aircraft though, because I’m a musician, and we all know what happens to them in small aircraft. I ain’t goin’ out like my homeboy The Big Bopper, y0.

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He has been moved out of intensive care as of yesterday and is “continuing with his recovery” according to doctors.

From Marc’s web site, a slightly less impersonal message from his family:

“27 October 2004

“Marc’s family would like you to know that he is progressing with his recovery in hospital. His family have passed on to him the overwhelming amount of good wishes which have been received and Marc is aware of all the messages of love and support. He still has a long way to go in his recovery and his family have asked that his privacy continue to be respected. They would also like to thank the staff at the hospital for their work in aiding his recovery so far.

I’m sure you will all join us today in breathing a sigh of relief at this positive news.

Marc’s family would like to thank everyone for their continued support and once again we must stress, please do not send any flowers or gifts to the hospital. Anybody wishing to send something might consider instead making a donation to the London’s Air Ambulance. London’s Air Ambulance is part of the emergency medical response service that attended to Marc. London’s Air Ambulance receives some Government funding and sponsorship however each year its charity arm has to fundraise to meet any shortfall for the costs of the service. Any donations to this worthwhile cause will be greatly appreciated. If you would like to make a donation please send a cheque to Christine Margetts, A and E Department, Royal London Hospital, Whitechapel, London, E1 2BB, UK. Please make cheques payable to ‘Virgin HEMS London Ltd’. (HEMS stands for Helicopter Emergency Medical Service). Details for making donations by telephone can be found at www.londonairambulance.org”

Once again, if you wish to send a message for Marc please use the following address: thinkingofyou@marcalmond.co.uk

I’m beginning to think that it’s not possible for Richard Butler to do an outright bad song.

My meat is a meme.

You know those days when the UPS driver shows up with 16 pounds of meat that you’re not really expecting? Yeah, one of those.

Thanks, dad. Next time, though, send us a freezer that can stay outdoors, with a padlock on it. We’re sort of out of room for meat now.

Someone I just found on LiveJournal who had “scott crawford” listed as an interest.

Rozzlyn is still selling “Scott Crawford Owns My Soul” pins. Get ‘em while dey’s hot.

Pretty expensive piece of pussy, if you ask me.