The Jackie Papers "I'm in Love"

What a perfect day to feature a record titled "I'm In Love." The Jackie Papers, if you can't tell by the photo, are a band fronted by provocateur, Pink Lincolns vocalist, and all around crown wearing motherfucker Chris Barrows. If you dig the Lincolns, then this is right up your alley. Barrows' sarcastic, witty lyrics are present and accounted for throughout these 6 rippers, but none can really top "I'm a Liar." Right up there with such genius Barrows offerings as "Real Life" and "Let's Make a Deal." The songs are top notch as well, not a dud among them. Some SERIOUS Ginn-like riffage is featured on "I'm In Love." I'd go so far as to say that this EP is better than Pink Lincolns' "Headache" and "Pure Swank" LP's. That is, unless you took the real heavyweights from each and combined them into one mega-LP. But then you'd have to be some kind of punk rock super scientist, or one of those assholes who "DJ's" "parties" using their iPod. I really don't know what all to say about this record- it's a nice short trip, perfect to pop into your car stereo on the way to the grocery store. You can check it out for yourself.


I'm all worked up over the fucking Carolina Hurrican'ts winning tonight on the strength of 9 powerplays. What the fuck is that? Did you know that in the "new" NHL, a blatant elbow to the face is perfectly legal, while simply holding onto your own stick while your opponent tries to take it is a penalty? In the photo below this text, you will see the Penguins taking a penalty for touching Erik Cole. Did you know Cole broke his neck two years ago? Well, the NHL sure does. That's why you're not allowed to touch him. Ever. Of course, it didn't help that I was treated to that immense pile of clothes and hairspray, Tripp Tracy, working himself repeatedly to climax whilst sniffing Eric Staal's sweaty hockey glove. They need to keep that guy high up in the broadcast booth and away from the professionals on the ice. Let him squeeze an FSN intern's butt or something, as long as he keeps his poor "analysis" to himself.