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From Scotland — land of the Kings of 90s Sad Bastard Music, Belle & Sebastian — comes another strong entrant for Saddest Band of the 21st Century: Camera Obscura. Since 2001 they’ve cranked out four solid albums of completely depressing, yet still toe-tappingly catchy indie pop music.  

Lead singer Tracyanne Campbell probably isn’t quite in Edith Piaf territory so far as making people cry by singing the phone book, but she’ll probably make you think that everyone from Aaron Aardsman to Zachary Zavracky broke her heart in the last three months.

An example from the new album:

What? Not sad enough for you? Okay, you asked for it:

You would do well to grab some chamomile tea and stare wistfully out the window for awhile… Otherwise we will all see you cry!

You may not know this about me, but I am a man of many hobbies. Fantasy baseball, bike riding, ping pong, tennis, crossword puzzles, connect four, boggle, scrabble, innovative drinking games, the list goes on. One hobby I especially enjoy is collecting domain names. I think at the height of my craze I owned around 40. Why? I DON’T KNOW. Well another, related hobby I enjoy is letting those same domains expire.  (13 in the past 9 months!) Sometimes in my frenzy I let one that I like slip through the cracks. Such is the case for oragainstus.com, which apparently had enough traffic to become a billboard for some girl with a backpack.

Not a site I made. I don't even know this girl!

Not a site I made. I don't even know this girl!

Luckily I own the far superior youareagainstus.com, which should be up and working in the next day or so. In the meantime, if you’re seriously jones-ing for some wordless comics about fear and politics you can check them out at http://ytorf.com/oragainstus, which will always be there.

So update your bookmarks please!

May
04
Posted by georg at 12:39 am

Last week I ran in the James Joyce Ramble in Dedham, MA. It’s a 10K race with the twist that all along the course costumed actors read passages from Joyce’s various works. It was my first “race” since high school and the stars were not aligning for me: I had a severly tight hamstring and it was 90 degrees and sunny. Not fun running conditions. Regardless, I didn’t finish well, but I DID finish. (How slow was I going? I ran the same distance today 20 minutes faster. Wow!)

Anyway, road races are awesome because you sign up for like twenty bucks and you get a free t-shirt, some other swag with ads on it, free food and drink (and beer!). They also put this little timer on your shoe AND they take photos of everyone so that you can commemorate the event.

Look at me here! Proud, focused, graceful. Dropdead handsome.

Truly, an athlete in his element

Truly, an athlete in his element

And now look at me just a camera click later. Exhausted, defeated, on the verge of collapse.

Uh... did I mention it was 90? That's HOT

Uh... did I mention it was 90? That's HOT

How is it possible that I look so different just moments apart? The magic of still photography, ladies and gentlemen!