Ryan McKern

I've been busy not being busy. In the interim I decided to hack apart a wildly sim­ple theme to redo this non­sense of van­ity post­ing yet again.

Wit­ti­cisms? Noth­ing lined up this month. The fun­ni­est thing that comes to mind right now (which is about as funny as Dane Cook when he's not allowed to move like a retard) is that today I watched some­one dis­miss Ruby (as a lan­guage) off­hand while flip­ping through The Ruby Cook­book (O'Reilly) as there was no one page dis­claimer regard­ing Ruby and SOAP; It would likely have read "Don't bother" if it was in there. I sup­pose one should save some­thing for the sec­ond edition.

This may or may not be of rel­e­vance to any­one but me and Colin, but the debut LP (See You In Magic, Swami/Vagrant Records) from The Night Marchers feels like the log­i­cal cul­mi­na­tion of a musi­cal evo­lu­tion stem­ming from Rocket From The Crypt, Drive Like Jehu, Hot Snakes, and The Sul­tans. Not so much Pitch­fork. Over­all I give it a solid B+ as a rat­ing. It's no "The State of Art is on Fire" but not many records are these days.

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Collin: yeah it's a bit vanilla
Ryan: i am aim­ing for vanilla
Ryan: i am aim­ing for one step above plain­text and three steps below "fancy"
Collin: ok thats frozen milk with a drop of vanilla

My friends, always so supportive.