A couple things about today: I got in a fight with a broom - the broom won. I wish I was still a kid so I could play with a chemistry set and not feel weird. And Honey Brown will ease all pains. Well, not really. I'll still have a black eye tomorrow and I'll still wish I could play with my chemistry set.
It wasn't anything special, my chemistry set. One day I quietly snuck down to the basement, slipped on my safety googles, mixed equal parts of all of the chemicals into one test tube, took cover behind the work bench and waited for the earth-shaking explosion. Nothing happened. The chemistry set was all about "education" and "learning about chemical properties." I just wanted something to blow up. In the end I got out the baking soda and vinegar, put it in an soda bottle and then got bored when it didn't blow up after half an hour. So I went out into the back yard and blew stuff up with some firecrackers. And like so many GI Joes and that poor, poor Chewbacca, my dreams of being a scientist went up in smoke.
I have the feeling that the guys in We Are Scientists had the same feelings once, but instead of picking a fight with household cleaning implementations, they started a band, wrote some awesomely catchy rock and roll tunes and then tell all the groupies to call them Doctor, or Professor or something. Their album With Love and Squalor will be on my top ten list come year end. Everything on this record just jumps out at me at smacks me right in the face . . . much like that broom did.
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Stuff to Sample: From We Are Scientists' With Love and Squalor "Nobody Move, Nobody Get Hurt" and "The Great Escape"
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