Anonymous asked: Tell me about swindling gypsies. How did you start this hobby, and how do the gypsies feel about it?
I will tell you. the mythos is that “it started in a basement and will end in a hail of gunfire.” I started this hobby when two of my best friends were hypercompetent musicians, and one of those friends was friends with two other hypercompentent musicians. IWhat I do is surround myself with talented people and then, as Maria Bamford says, “just fuckin coast.”
Are “the gypsies” you’re referring to real life gypsies? As far as I know, no gypsies know we exist. If they do, they probably got mad at our name and then didn’t listen to our music. The name is something we came up with in high school, in the bubble of a levittown sub-suburb. I liked it because there are other bands that use variations on “gypsy” in their names, and the guys/girls in those bands have no affiliation with real gypsies, and so they are big dummies for doing that. I actually would love to change the name now, as I think the joke is completely lost and we just sound rude.
Are “the gypsies” you’re referring to the other people in the band? I’ll tell you how they feel about it.
We are all very good friends.
We want to cut an EP.
I think they wish I was better than I am.
They like this flier I made for our show on Dec. 21st:
I’ve had this hilarious image in my head of me or any other person casually driving down the freeway with the windows down and the volume up on a cd of people just screaming.
an MS paint flier for our Dec. 21st show
if you’re in NJ and 21+ years old and you want to see the holiday pageant to end all holiday pageants, you should go to this. There’s going to be A GOBLIN
Anonymous asked: freshfiche
I’m gonna give you my login information and let you run this show from now on
Well, here we are. It’s the Saturday after Black Friday, AKA Safterding. As in, “Saturday” + “after” + “ding, ding, ding, you got the deals you wanted! Haha, ding! Ding ding!” Another Black Friday in the books with almost zero casualties. Let me recap my hottest deals of the season. Please. Just let me do this.
Flat screen TV. This is my first flat screen TV, and what a steal! 1080p resolution, 80 inches end to end…at $3,000/month, this bargain is grade-A certified Hard To Beat!
SodaStream Seltzer Maker. Here’s a nifty kitchen gadget! Just fill the included bottle with regular tap water and the machine’s slender penis farts soda gas into the vessel, rendering Earth’s most precious and limited resource into a spiteful bottle of hate in seconds flat. The best part? It’s not deadly! $55/month for the first 9 months, or your money back.
A dumb wallet. The perfect accessory for any piece of shit who considers himself a beer or whiskey connoisseur. It has a pop culture reference on it, or maybe an ugly pattern of an everyday object. $15.00 before the cost of wrapping it, which you shouldn’t do. You should marinate it in terayaki and force-feed it to him.
The Essential Boz Scaggs On Microfiche. At a price just high enough to give the savvy consumer pause, you can have Boz Scagg’s most essential works transcribed into the actual binary information that’s coded onto a CD. I forget how much this costs.
Fresh fish. I went fishing and I caught a wonderfully juicy fish.