<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400</id><updated>2012-02-17T20:47:40.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caws Radio</title><subtitle type='html'>Now, select me as a tool for changes!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>503</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-1203001543757981456</id><published>2012-01-27T01:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T19:42:54.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>

David Bowie with Ava Cherry, "Footstompin", 1974 

You don't see this anymore; a popular musician openly presenting one of his influences on a cable television appearance. 'Footstompin' is a 60s single by the Flares, but you can hear the guitar riff that would soon become the backbone of 'Fame'. I just think this is a killer performance.
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/1203001543757981456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=1203001543757981456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/1203001543757981456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/1203001543757981456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2012/01/david-bowie-with-ava-cherry-footstompin.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/09U7x6YaTMw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-5641308480507271015</id><published>2012-01-24T01:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T01:57:52.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
Debbie Harry in H.R. Giger's studio, 1981
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The Threebrain videos were some of the first 'viral' videos I ever saw. Before Youtube become a household tool it was the smaller, DIY websites that hosted the best videos, and friends would crowd around each other's clunky desktop PCs and share URLs. Threebrain had some of the funniest stuff I'd ever seen.



Before the age of omnipresent internet, television was the primary source for comedy,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/5270260733451469440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=5270260733451469440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/5270260733451469440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/5270260733451469440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2012/01/internet-nostalgia-unmanaged-comedy.html' title='internet nostalgia: unmanaged comedy'/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/T9tPJF3KN9w/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-8634581945639055591</id><published>2012-01-19T03:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T16:17:55.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
Guy Laramee carves these mountainous landscapes out of books. Don't ask me how.
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</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/8634581945639055591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=8634581945639055591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/8634581945639055591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/8634581945639055591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2012/01/guy-laramee-guy-laramee-carves-these.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-5770864196302972477</id><published>2011-12-21T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T00:57:13.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a great song done justice.</title><summary type='text'>

The original from the year of my birth, 1982.


Done by the Dirtbombs...


...and by Shudder To Think front man Craig Wedren in 2009
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Are  Happy Mondays a great band? Probably not, but on this record everything seems to line up perfectly- the band, the scene, the label, the drugs, and the guy who just played shakers. Most importantly, Martin Hannett's super dense, reverb-drenched production is  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/1212682104423387779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=1212682104423387779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/1212682104423387779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/1212682104423387779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-mondays-bummed-1988-happy-mondays.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/C5jkOpsqxjc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-4249372994379266608</id><published>2011-05-05T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T02:14:14.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>drawings by Cat Stevens.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/4249372994379266608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=4249372994379266608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/4249372994379266608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/4249372994379266608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2011/05/drawings-by-cat-stevens.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2542/4202369895_545b03de42_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-5852437839160561146</id><published>2011-04-13T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T16:15:24.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>triumph of the artifice.There's nothing truly committed about a Brian Ferry or a David Bowie.-Lester BangsI guess it makes sense for two of my favorite rock musicians to be criticized on the grounds of being uncommitted. But when it comes to music, who needs commitment? Part of the whole point of the glam/punk scene's pointlessness was being an effective antidote to the ultra-sincere, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/5852437839160561146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=5852437839160561146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/5852437839160561146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/5852437839160561146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2011/04/triumph-of-artifice.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/6Yr1pHqfPQ4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-6867183480586876330</id><published>2011-04-12T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T16:43:46.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>birds with tits.I heart Russian animation. The artist/animator Ivan Maximov has been making surreal little movies since the late 80s, and still uploads newer films and computer experiments to his Youtube page..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/6867183480586876330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=6867183480586876330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/6867183480586876330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/6867183480586876330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2011/04/birds-with-tits.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/EfOcCWxTB8k/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-7587477049724060550</id><published>2011-04-10T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T17:01:47.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Casino Royale, 1967Casino Royale is not a very good film, but the 60s were a time when even a bad movie could be entertaining just to look at. If something came out today that looked like this, I wouldn't give a shit what it was about. lea.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/7587477049724060550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=7587477049724060550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/7587477049724060550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/7587477049724060550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2011/04/casino-royale-1967-casino-royale-is-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGL7iLcL8FE/TG-axjQHXdI/AAAAAAAAAmI/ZDjrJFoXMM0/s72-c/CasinoRoyale3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-7514662155326158717</id><published>2011-04-06T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T16:29:33.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/7514662155326158717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=7514662155326158717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/7514662155326158717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/7514662155326158717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-1539034942726706471</id><published>2008-09-23T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T01:04:21.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>correct me if I'm wrong...I don't update this thing regularly anymore, although I do update my Myspace blog with "weekly inspiration" posts which are similar to what I was doing here, so if you are still interested in what I am interested in, check those out. In the meantime a few people have asked me to update this thing, so today I'll talk about pitch correction.What is pitch correction? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/1539034942726706471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=1539034942726706471&amp;isPopup=true' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/1539034942726706471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/1539034942726706471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2008/09/correct-me-if-im-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-3561237871531089515</id><published>2008-04-16T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T17:10:50.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>post something new!Someone gave the above request recently, so here is something actually rather old, but probably new to you; Alan Watts A Conversation With Myself from 1971.I haven't been posting recently because I'm not really in a comfortable position to observe and analyze things. Portland is difficult. Transportation is inconvenient, work is scarce, the job I have managed to catch is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/3561237871531089515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=3561237871531089515&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/3561237871531089515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/3561237871531089515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2008/04/post-something-new-someone-gave-above.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-380136682324639681</id><published>2008-02-14T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T00:29:14.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>beauty and irony.Well, happy Stadium Mud Buggies Day everyone. I haven't been updating much lately, I know, but I always post on Feb 14, and thought I'd share some valentine-flavored sights and sounds with you. First is Cocorosie's lovely rendition of Kevin Lyttle's "Turn Me On". You really can't fully appreciate this performance until you listen to the original song in all its mediocrity. And </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/380136682324639681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=380136682324639681&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/380136682324639681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/380136682324639681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2008/02/beauty-and-irony.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-1165862511243562229</id><published>2008-01-15T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T20:54:07.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>city world.Here is my little basement den in (south)East Portland. I moved up here a couple weeks ago. It's nice with its neon green trim, but it gets awful cold in this weather.It's fun to go downtown and look at the big buildings. Some are new, some are old, some are gothic, some are modern, and some, like this Michael Graves creation, are just silly in a Batman-ish way:Joel reflects beneath a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/1165862511243562229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=1165862511243562229&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/1165862511243562229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/1165862511243562229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2007/12/city-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-2466348655882866815</id><published>2007-11-12T20:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T21:29:13.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>REMODELING.As you can see, I've updated my template. I did this for a few reasons: 1) Blogger's new templates are more open to customization, 2) the built-in comments feature is more reliable than the old comment button I added myself, and 3) my archives are once again available for viewing (when I switched over to Blogger Beta a while back, all the archive links disappeared from my old template)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/2466348655882866815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=2466348655882866815&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/2466348655882866815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/2466348655882866815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2007/11/testing.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-5009597404011781542</id><published>2007-11-11T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T20:56:11.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>glam echoes: just to recap...Kylie Minogue, 2 Hearts, 2007Goldfrapp, Ooh La La, 2005T. Rex, Hot Love, 1972 ...A woman acting like a woman acting like a man acting like a woman.Funny how the boys these days aren't too keen on reviving glam. The girls do an alright job, I guess, but it's not as outrageous; part of the fun of seeing Bowie all dolled up is that there was a man under all that makeup. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/5009597404011781542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=5009597404011781542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/5009597404011781542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/5009597404011781542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2007/10/glam-echoes-just-to-recap.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-2914649864555420121</id><published>2007-11-05T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T21:19:52.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woman shall inherit the earth.I just read this interesting/troubling little article: Are Boys An Endangered Species?The focus of the article is on a couple populations of indigeonous peoples, whose diets of local chemically contaminated foods are resulting in less boys being born. The disturbing angle is that this may be a forecast for a global problem, as hinted in the last line: In the United </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/2914649864555420121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=2914649864555420121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/2914649864555420121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/2914649864555420121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2007/11/woman-shall-inherit-earth.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-5165378725908657407</id><published>2007-10-23T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T03:17:03.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>e-disHarmony.I remember a TV ad telling me that eHarmony.com uses a comprehensive database system to provide the most exact, reliable, successful method of matching up people with potential "soul mates," and that viewing these matches is completely free. Well, today I was bored, so I thought I might just see what kind of "soul mate" they could come up with for someone of my breed. After </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/5165378725908657407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=5165378725908657407&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/5165378725908657407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/5165378725908657407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2007/10/e-disharmony.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sPxePJV1HnM/Rx29bpGN1BI/AAAAAAAAAC8/RQkJNvn9UP4/s72-c/rejected%21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-3496575600794198956</id><published>2007-10-16T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T12:56:26.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Daddy is the breadwinner..."What happens when you re-dub Darth Vader's dialogue in the original Star Wars with snippets from other James Earl Jones movies? A brilliant side story about Vader losing his marbles. You dig that?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/3496575600794198956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=3496575600794198956&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/3496575600794198956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/3496575600794198956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2007/10/daddy-is-breadwinner.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-2248513114777674198</id><published>2007-10-14T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T14:13:00.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you're the one listening to it.I thought I'd respond to an article that I read recently. I mean, feminism vs. emo? How can I resist? The article: Emo: Where the Girls Aren't by Jessica Hopper.It is my belief that the guys in emo bands are merely the boy-band type who have undergone stylistic metamorphosis, emerging from their spike-studded chrysalis singing a song of self-pity instead of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/2248513114777674198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=2248513114777674198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/2248513114777674198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/2248513114777674198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2007/10/youre-one-listening-to-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-3828380219589915425</id><published>2007-09-30T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T01:40:19.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>feed your inner Japanese kid.I have an inner Japanese kid. He's the one who periodically screams "I need ramen!" or "I need green tea!" or "those people are too loud!"  And I usually listen to him.  Here are some things that have been appeasing my inner Japanese kid recently:The Taste of TeaKatsuhito Ishii's wonderful film about...well, nothing really, but featuring a string of strange situations</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/3828380219589915425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=3828380219589915425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/3828380219589915425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/3828380219589915425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2007/09/feed-your-inner-japanese-kid.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vmkSrOxi6k/RvdD6iBiVcI/AAAAAAAAACw/EgtwZQHkuEc/s72-c/img_001-798417.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-5392731858321725760</id><published>2007-09-28T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T21:39:41.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Smokey Rolls Down Thunder Canyon"...The title of Devendra Banhart's new album, which is excellent. In these days of easy music pirating and pricey CDs, my album buying has been limited to those discs by artists whom I trust to produce a full package of great tunes, and Smokey does not disappoint.Here he is playing on a boat in England:And here he is apparently forgetting the words to a song:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/5392731858321725760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=5392731858321725760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/5392731858321725760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/5392731858321725760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2007/09/smokey-rolls-down-thunder-canyon.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-4739964931312464027</id><published>2007-09-24T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T19:14:14.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>music hall days.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/4739964931312464027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=4739964931312464027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/4739964931312464027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/4739964931312464027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2007/09/music-hall-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sPxePJV1HnM/RvhuXevjQeI/AAAAAAAAACw/ycCke1KVTjI/s72-c/Edouard-Pernot-Caws+Pobi.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-7452488886238391267</id><published>2007-09-19T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T00:19:59.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"All disco must end with broken bones."Whale featuring Bus 75 (Adidas Black Widow), "Four Big Speakers"Taking you back to '98 with one of the coolest songs you never heard..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/7452488886238391267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=7452488886238391267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/7452488886238391267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/7452488886238391267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2007/09/call-tommy-whale-featuring-bus-75.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-4829303962245141216</id><published>2007-09-12T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T01:52:33.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Disney tricks us with...crap.Crap. Bullocks. Terrible. Contrived, stupid, lame, silly, retarded schlop. Unnecessary bullshit. A cascading stream of media piss onto my senses. This is the kind of thing that at first just annoys me and then makes me flat out angry the more I watch it until I become irate to the point of homicidal intent. But this isn't just harmless YouTube crap, I'm afraid. People</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/4829303962245141216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=4829303962245141216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/4829303962245141216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/4829303962245141216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2007/09/disney-tricks-us-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sPxePJV1HnM/Ruj3d_xLtvI/AAAAAAAAACo/VqaqfDE4OfI/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-7816768042152323864</id><published>2007-08-31T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T19:28:25.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sense of humor -vs- sense of morals."Kodomo no Jikan's story revolves around a male twenty-three year old grade school teacher named Daisuke Aoki employed at Futatsubashi Elementary School (双ツ橋小学校, Futatsubashi Shōgakkō). Daisuke is in charge of class 3-1, and one of his students, a mischievous young girl named Rin Kokonoe, has developed a crush on him, and has gone so far as to proclaim herself </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/7816768042152323864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=7816768042152323864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/7816768042152323864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/7816768042152323864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2007/08/sense-of-humor-vs-sense-of-morals.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-8584390517894802622</id><published>2007-08-28T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T16:10:56.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hoodryde.Japan has a way of picking up the misplaced pieces of a foreign subculture and reassembling them into a vibrant, cartoonish doppleganger of the original. Photographer Akif Hakan Celebi has done a series that beautifully documents one such "doppleculture."Presenting HOODRYDE.(and you MUST have the sound turned on.).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/8584390517894802622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=8584390517894802622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/8584390517894802622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/8584390517894802622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2007/08/hoodryde.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-6746388414671079465</id><published>2007-08-26T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T03:41:38.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>flour power.Pair arrested after making flour trail through parking lot.More evidence (in addition to the whole Mooninite scare) that America is in danger of becoming one of THOSE countries. You know, the kind of country where stupid shit like this happens. And, once again, a city official releases another disturbingly paranoid/idiotic statement. This time it's the aptly-named Mayoral spokeswoman </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/6746388414671079465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=6746388414671079465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/6746388414671079465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/6746388414671079465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2007/08/flour-power.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-6369592479818389714</id><published>2007-08-21T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T02:03:23.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>who doesn't love Edie Sedgwick?Poor Little Rich Girl, Andy Warhol, 1965"Miles and miles of people in striped shirts looking like the Kingston Trio singing 'What Have they Done to the Rain?'" -Chuck Wein's dream.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/6369592479818389714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=6369592479818389714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/6369592479818389714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/6369592479818389714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2007/08/who-doesnt-love-edie-sedgwick-poor.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-9021524309749302555</id><published>2007-08-14T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T21:15:29.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>practice lookin' hard:the blindingly bad artwork of rap albumsThe artwork that graces an album will always be an opportunity for the recording artist to express visibly the feeling, theme, or stylistic stance of the music within. In the past we've seen fine artists use record sleeves as canvases, from Andy Warhol to H.R. Giger, and we've been exposed to the work of countless relatively unknown </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/9021524309749302555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=9021524309749302555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/9021524309749302555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/9021524309749302555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2007/08/practice-lookin-hard-blindingly-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-346574170248024520</id><published>2007-07-23T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T02:48:33.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SCB.Harry Potter: Order of the Phoenix is good wholesome heathen entertainment. I enjoyed the scary parts and the special effects and the more scary parts, and the characters tirelessly keeping important secrets from Harry. I was impressed by the young actors who still manage to carry these movies with their earnest performances, especially Ryan Nelson who plays Slightly Creepy Boy.What the hell?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/346574170248024520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=346574170248024520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/346574170248024520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/346574170248024520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2007/07/scb.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sPxePJV1HnM/RqRwFWc-VHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/gmHAu1mwLWA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-8069187892741860176</id><published>2007-07-16T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T04:12:04.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Where's my headband?"Seriously, now, why aren't there more bands doing what CSS is doing??You don't often see security guards protecting the crowd from the performer..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/8069187892741860176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=8069187892741860176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/8069187892741860176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/8069187892741860176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2007/07/wheres-my-headband-seriously-now-why.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-2345428367265574663</id><published>2007-07-12T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T12:53:44.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alejandro Jodorowsky."Terrible things and beautiful things go together.""The world is ill. We need to make therapy pictures. If art is not the medicine of society, it is the poison."Discussing his preparation for The Holy Mountain:"Because I wanted to know the mind of a master, I hired a guru. He came to teach me how to be a guru, and he gave me LSD." "An artist needs to be free, not to do what </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/2345428367265574663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=2345428367265574663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/2345428367265574663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/2345428367265574663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2007/07/alejandro-jodorowsky.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-703464849929631922</id><published>2007-06-24T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T13:24:31.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what a nightmare.Last year, The Nightmare Before Christmas was released as a special edition DVD, and along with it came a newly remastered double-disc soundtrack. The bad news? A handful of lousy covers from bands like Fall Out Boy and Marilyn Manson. Here's his version of "This Is Halloween":The first YouTube comment for this video reads thus:DarkDemonicMari (1 hour ago) Marked as spam "omg, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/703464849929631922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=703464849929631922&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/703464849929631922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/703464849929631922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-nightmare.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-229016660621560427</id><published>2007-06-21T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T14:40:06.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>another psychedelic page of my childhood.Let's all get twice as high as a butterfly. ...Wait, go twice as high..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/229016660621560427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=229016660621560427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/229016660621560427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/229016660621560427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2007/06/another-psychedelic-page-of-my-past.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-8659366373710078941</id><published>2007-06-15T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T12:24:46.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>black eyed girl.It seems DeviantArt is chock full of young emo kinds taking emo pictures of themselves in emo poses amidst emo locals. Some guy called saturdayx has accumulated a disgusting amount of fans based entirely on this formula. It's the same kind of glamorously self-deprecating, narcissism-masked-as-irony style that is all too present in Myspace photo galleries. Depressed for success, as</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/8659366373710078941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=8659366373710078941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/8659366373710078941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/8659366373710078941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2007/06/black-eyed-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-898861450911157059</id><published>2007-05-12T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T22:19:07.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>don't kill the album.Here is Devendra Banhart discussing several of his favorite albums. Banhart's last album Cripple Crow has become one of my very favorites of this decade. (btw, I just bought Caetano Veloso's Transa in Los Angeles, and it is a lovely record.)Now let's go to Beck. I like Beck. In my opinion, Beck made some of the best pop songs of the last decade. But sometimes I disagree with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/898861450911157059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=898861450911157059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/898861450911157059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/898861450911157059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2007/05/dont-kill-album.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-2372641075344474035</id><published>2007-05-08T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T18:44:34.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the high price of furniture &amp; rugs..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/2372641075344474035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=2372641075344474035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/2372641075344474035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/2372641075344474035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2007/05/high-price-of-furniture-rugs.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-4331814641392765216</id><published>2007-04-26T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T16:09:06.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>surreal kitsch: splendors of ancient Egipt.Today I invite you to look at the bizarre works of Estonian commercial director Harry Egipt. In the early 80s, high on consumerism and sex appeal, Egipt cranked out a whole slew of strange, lurid, sometimes nightmarish Soviet ads for such mundane things as kitchenware and meat. Here's one that I think is for shoe polish:A statue man is "polished" and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/4331814641392765216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=4331814641392765216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/4331814641392765216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/4331814641392765216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2007/04/surreal-kitsch-splendors-of-ancient.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-7881075553369012466</id><published>2007-04-08T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T13:36:05.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ironies of a divine banana.atheist's nightmare?Ironic that God, in all His supposed power and supremacy, would send proof of His existence to Earth in the form of a fruit that not everybody likes. Would it be blasphemy for a Christian to think bananas taste terrible?Ironic that God's fruit also happens to be the treat of choice for chimpanzees. Those little guys can enjoy a banana on as many </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/7881075553369012466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=7881075553369012466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/7881075553369012466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/7881075553369012466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2007/04/ironies-of-divine-banana.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-1575980264877240853</id><published>2007-04-05T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T01:24:27.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sex vs. art?what people are watching:Beyonce &amp; Shakira, Beautiful Liar, directed by Jake Navawhat people should be watching:Subtle, The Mercury Craze, directed by SSSRWhich took more time? Which took more ideas? Which took more talent?Most of all, which is more interesting?.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/1575980264877240853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=1575980264877240853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/1575980264877240853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/1575980264877240853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2007/04/sex-vs.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-3819968263507541657</id><published>2007-03-27T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T15:55:09.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>thoughts on cuteor just what is it that makes today's cute so different, so appealing?Sugary Sensation 2, by HikoroSince signing up with DeviantArt, I have observed several artists working in the area of what we call cute, or more specifically the Japanese style of cuteness, kawaii. Recently one of my favorite cute practitioners, Cait Leslie (screen-named firstfear), posted that she was dismayed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/3819968263507541657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=3819968263507541657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/3819968263507541657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/3819968263507541657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2007/03/thoughts-on-cute-or-just-what-is-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-6618981867623706078</id><published>2007-03-20T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T23:15:48.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>brett joins Deviant Art.Cartoons need to happen again. Recently I realized that the only real reason my cartoon factory stopped production was because I lost my audience when I stopped contributing to the Daily Barometer. Well, thanks to the internet the anonymous masses are just a click away. So I have staked a claim over at the amateur artist web community Deviant Art. Pisang Raja by KuronekoI </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/6618981867623706078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=6618981867623706078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/6618981867623706078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/6618981867623706078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2007/03/brett-joins-deviant-art.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b307/unknown__user/other/th_moobpng.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-904480715315385159</id><published>2007-03-02T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T13:01:06.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>courtesy of Perry Bible Fellowship.More..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/904480715315385159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=904480715315385159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/904480715315385159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/904480715315385159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2007/03/courtesy-of-perry-bible-fellowship.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-165243952290466266</id><published>2007-02-22T01:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T02:28:19.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>funk to funky.Today I bring you David Bowie's 1979/80 promo video for "Ashes to Ashes". Here he's appearing in his Martian Marrionette or Synth Pierrot persona which, for obvious reasons, didn't last long.In a related link, here is a clip of Bowie on The Dinah Shore show proving that there was once a time when pop stars were intelligent, insightful and interesting..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/165243952290466266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=165243952290466266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/165243952290466266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/165243952290466266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-found-i-was-natural-ham.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-6395001017246272816</id><published>2007-02-15T22:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T14:10:53.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ebrett &amp; the MoviesKairo (Pulse), 2001Are there any ghosts in the Japanese film Kairo? It's hard to say. The truth is, there are several shadowy figures in the movie that appear and then disappear, silent and lonely as they wander the Earth searching for something that may not exist. However, these people aren't even dead yet.Kairo, which translates to "Pulse," was directed by Kiyoshi Kurosawa, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/6395001017246272816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=6395001017246272816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/6395001017246272816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/6395001017246272816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2007/02/ebrett-movies-are-there-any-ghosts-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-7353185977849983089</id><published>2007-02-14T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T22:55:46.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>happy stadium mud buggies day!Super rad custom SMB controller overlay.  I understand that most of the world celebrates Stadium Mud Buggies day in a different fashion that we do here at the Radiogram. Instead of playing Stadium Mud Buggies, talking about Mud Buggies, or thinking about how much Mud Buggies rock, I hear that other people have what they call 'Valentine's Day', I guess in reference to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/7353185977849983089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=7353185977849983089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/7353185977849983089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/7353185977849983089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-stadium-mud-buggies-day-super-rad.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-6219518954929170672</id><published>2007-02-07T15:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T16:34:21.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my alarm clock is a bomb.A paranoid Boston officer uses a stick to remove a light-up Err while peeing his pants.Campaign Triggers Boston Bomb Scare.Boston Police Commissioner Edward Davis called it "unconscionable" that the marketing campaign was executed in a post 9/11 era. "It's a foolish prank on the part of Turner Broadcasting," he said. "In the environment nowadays ... we really have to look</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/6219518954929170672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=6219518954929170672&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/6219518954929170672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/6219518954929170672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-alarm-clock-is-bomb.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-6884032641220132683</id><published>2007-01-25T15:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T15:57:03.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>strange/beautiful.Yozhik v tumane (Hedgehog in the Fog),  1975Lately I've been watching Russian cartoons on YouTube. The Soviet Union produced a lot of strange, avant-garde animation during the 20th century. Some of the shorts were based on fairy tales or aimed at children like the beautiful Hedgehog in the Fog, and some of them were more abstract and flat out weird like the repetitive Bolero:"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/6884032641220132683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=6884032641220132683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/6884032641220132683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/6884032641220132683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2007/01/strangebeautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-4662541239898799505</id><published>2007-01-01T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T21:41:18.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>first post of 2007: playful modernism.I didn't do much to ring in the new year. 12:00 came and went, and I was about to fall asleep watching Grand Hotel when Octavio came in and rousted me. So we left to play drums with some hippies and get drunk at a bar. Then I woke up in the afternoon and watched All Quiet on the Western Front. And blew my nose a lot.On a completely different note, there is a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/4662541239898799505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=4662541239898799505&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/4662541239898799505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/4662541239898799505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-post-of-2007-playful-modernism.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-755196491117347195</id><published>2006-12-05T01:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T02:05:29.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>firefox has cancer.Recently my internet browser has been experiencing problems. I've been using Mozilla Firefox, and it has been working splendidly for the longest time, but just within the past week or so it seems to have become slightly brain damaged. Two of my most visited websites are Myspace and YouTube.  Really, as long as I can connect with people and watch funny videos, the internet </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/755196491117347195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=755196491117347195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/755196491117347195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/755196491117347195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/12/firefox-has-cancer.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-3662015707016128785</id><published>2006-12-03T01:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T01:52:15.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a political moment.Last weekend I went with my family down to Arcata California, where I had a pleasant Thanksgiving with relatives. During the car ride down from Oregon we passed through a lot of 'God's country', and I saw several campaign signs and bumper stickers promoting the political right-wing. You know, stuff like this:So, being a mindless follower like them, I decided to join in and make</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/3662015707016128785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=3662015707016128785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/3662015707016128785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/3662015707016128785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/12/political-moment.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sPxePJV1HnM/RXKbNqci8TI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0jyeEkykllk/s72-c/EDUCATION.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-8260210853958719728</id><published>2006-11-20T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T00:20:21.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sickpatch dispatch.I've been a bit ill lately. Cold season and all that. I'm drinking lots of tea and juice and eating soup, but the coughing and sniffling continues. Anyway, here are some news bits from the last couple weeks."Kevin Costner's Field of Knives," the latest show from Renob Control, is over'n done with. The show officially ended with our appearance in Miz Kittyz Parlour, a (very </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/8260210853958719728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=8260210853958719728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/8260210853958719728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/8260210853958719728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/11/sickpatch-dispatch.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-116235697161375459</id><published>2006-10-31T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:48.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>happy halloween, kids."You won't climb me conversing above your easy desert.  She wants to call fat carpenters near Zebediah's lane.  What Dianna's sharp film receives, Basksh orders among tired, pretty signs.  They are dining behind sick, around poor, at angry kettles.  Plenty of dark hat or river, and she'll truly comb everybody.  Hey, it kicks a dog too wet between her bizarre structure.  Who </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/116235697161375459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=116235697161375459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/116235697161375459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/116235697161375459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-halloween-kids.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-116191546193021126</id><published>2006-10-26T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:48.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dispatch from work.Today you find me at work at the hotel, waiting for some lawyers to finish their meeting so I can go in and clean the room. Since I am currently the only caterer here, and I have some time to spare, let me take this time to tell you about a band I've been listening to lately.Cansei De Ser Sexy means "tired of being sexy" in Portuguese, and it is also the name of a stylish young</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/116191546193021126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=116191546193021126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/116191546193021126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/116191546193021126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/10/dispatch-from-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-116172436231172395</id><published>2006-10-24T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:47.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>live welsh rarebit!So what happened at the little show Caws Pobi played? Music happened. A thin boy in black with linkisch hat and  a Team Dan button sang his songs of darkness and dismay...and Newport. The reviews were all positive. The sound setup worked well, my band-in-a-box mp3 player idea along with Lyle and my CP custom amp. I started with my interpretation of Leon Redbone's "Seduced" (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/116172436231172395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=116172436231172395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/116172436231172395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/116172436231172395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/10/live-welsh-rarebit-so-what-happened-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-116033748875551327</id><published>2006-10-08T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:47.422-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>in case you didn't know...poster design by Fade 13 (&amp; Caws Pobi).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/116033748875551327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=116033748875551327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/116033748875551327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/116033748875551327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/10/in-case-you-didnt-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-115887588719252759</id><published>2006-09-21T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:47.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>recording...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/115887588719252759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=115887588719252759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/115887588719252759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/115887588719252759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/09/recording.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-115775104018036959</id><published>2006-09-08T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:46.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>renob control in Austin.So Renob Control went to the Austin, Texas Out of Bounds improv/sketch comedy festival.Austin-tatious.The festival was held in the Hideout Cafe &amp; Theater. Our performance? We kicked balls. Brought the house down. Caused a couple laughing-induced heart attacks.And what goes great with sketch comedy and shaky improv? Drinking! Every night! Here we are at the Spider House </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/115775104018036959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=115775104018036959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/115775104018036959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/115775104018036959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/09/renob-control-in-austin.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-115631864831980631</id><published>2006-08-22T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:46.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>pinball psychedelia.I think a big part of who I am today comes from watching this on Sesame Street several times when I was a child.AdbloYears later I would declare Yellow Submarine one of my favorite movies and cite Milton Glaser as one of my favorite illustrators. I think this clip is why..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/115631864831980631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=115631864831980631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/115631864831980631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/115631864831980631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/08/pinball-psychedelia.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-115603877571814627</id><published>2006-08-19T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:46.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>songer-singwaiter.Last night the ghost of Harry Nilsson showed up in my apartment and we wrote a little song. Today I recorded it using my little Coby mp3 player. And it can be heard here.Me and Nilsson. "No, I was solids.".</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/115603877571814627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=115603877571814627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/115603877571814627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/115603877571814627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/08/songer-singwaiter.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-115563368021919162</id><published>2006-08-15T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:46.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>return from exile.(click on photos to see larger size)I've been leaving my blog more or less alone for quite some time now, for some reason or another (girlssummervacationalbumdepressionwork),  but I figured it about time to get back into my musings and pictures. These are photos I took while on my voluntary exile in Avalon.T'was a lovely island town with lots of fellow vacationers and perfect </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/115563368021919162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=115563368021919162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/115563368021919162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/115563368021919162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/08/return-from-exile.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-115365090074163947</id><published>2006-07-23T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:46.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>image and sound.Kahimi Karie &amp; Cornelius: "A Fantastic Moment"Beautiful.(....and listen for the sly Lou Reed sample.).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/115365090074163947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=115365090074163947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/115365090074163947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/115365090074163947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/07/image-and-sound.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-115225147065449773</id><published>2006-07-06T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:46.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I must take your leave.Tomorrow I am leaving for California with my family. I will be in exile on Catalina Island for the next two weeks.  I shall return with a new understanding of the sun absorbtion of tropical fishmen and contemporary trends in swimsuit aesthetics. Salut.. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/115225147065449773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=115225147065449773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/115225147065449773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/115225147065449773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-must-take-your-leave.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-115136299558411005</id><published>2006-06-26T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:45.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm not dead.No, I'm just extremely hot and trying to escape the cloud of muggy mundaneity that has crept into my apartment and suffocates me at night. But at least it's barbeque weather.Work continues, tedious as always but at least air-contitioned. Some days I dread going to work, but then when I return to my hot third-floor den I almost want to go back to my semi-constructive hotel duties. At </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/115136299558411005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=115136299558411005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/115136299558411005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/115136299558411005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-not-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-115041434687488201</id><published>2006-06-15T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:45.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>absinthesizer.Why, I've been so distracted that I haven't been able to direct you to my shiny new song, downloadable here.As I'm sure most of you know, absinthe was the chosen drink to get crunk on in late 19th-century/early 20th-century Paris. Supposedly a whole slew of artists, writers, and general bohemian eccentrics were frequent drinkers of "the green fairy," not just for the purpose of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/115041434687488201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=115041434687488201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/115041434687488201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/115041434687488201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/06/absinthesizer.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-114903766347584629</id><published>2006-05-30T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:45.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>stolen skates for humor's sake.Renob Control's first weekend performance of new comedy sketches, dubbed "Boz Scagg's Boss Gaggs", went quite well. It was my first time doing anything theater-related since high school, and working with the Renob crew proved to be a smashing time full of fun, challenges, and petty theft. The show will run for two more weekends, so if any of you care, come to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/114903766347584629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=114903766347584629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114903766347584629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114903766347584629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/05/stolen-skates-for-humors-sake.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-114817129364514332</id><published>2006-05-20T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:45.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ancient archives of video.I recently found out that Myspace, in additon to being a popular networking/music/dating community, has a whole damn slew of music videos, old and new, available for quick and easy viewing. Here's what I've been watching:The Beatles "Strawberry Fields Forever" - The wacky psychedelic video they made for their wacky psychedelic song.David Bowie "Oh You Pretty Things" - </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/114817129364514332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=114817129364514332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114817129364514332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114817129364514332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/05/ancient-archives-of-video.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-114792548729920550</id><published>2006-05-17T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:45.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>like two heat-seeking missiles that seek out each other and then blow the fuck up.Kendra &amp; Brett can be found on your rooftop, cavorting in sunglasses..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/114792548729920550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=114792548729920550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114792548729920550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114792548729920550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/05/like-two-heat-seeking-missiles-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-114687396817388657</id><published>2006-05-05T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:45.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>neu song #2"Monsters" is now available for download on Caws Pobi's myspace page.The whole world   was astonished and followed the beast. Men worshiped the dragon   because he had given authority to the beast, and they also worshiped   the beast and asked, "Who is like the beast? Who can make   war against him? (Revelation 13:1-4 NIV).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/114687396817388657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=114687396817388657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114687396817388657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114687396817388657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/05/neu-song-2-monsters-is-now-available.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-114604007170469017</id><published>2006-04-26T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:45.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>pictures.Octavio had a birthday, and we had a party, and it looked like this.There he is, looking strangely like one of those laughing Buddha statues.A whole slew of folks showed up, including some beers and a couple bongo drums.Kendra's mussed locks are humbled by Octavio, God of Hair.Sunday mornin' brought the dawn in..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/114604007170469017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=114604007170469017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114604007170469017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114604007170469017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/04/pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-114478501793658230</id><published>2006-04-17T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:44.574-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>food for a gestating album.1.The Manticore (Mantichora) as illustrated in Edward Topsell's History of Four Footed Beastes"A triple row of teeth meeting like the       teeth of a comb, the face and ears of a human being, grey eyes, a       blood-red color, a lion's body, inflicting stings with its tail like a       scorpion...with a special appetite for human flesh." -Pliny the Elder"The manticore</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/114478501793658230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=114478501793658230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114478501793658230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114478501793658230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/04/food-for-gestating-album.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-114490428807068631</id><published>2006-04-12T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:44.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>commercial break.And now, a word from Timothy Leuers: Super Psychologist"Most Americans think that they are in the top quartile of social intelligence and creativity. Americans will make false claims of self consistency as in the "I told you so" bias. Americans will tell you that they have knowledge that could not possibly exist (since it is knowledge about non existent events) and get angry when</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/114490428807068631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=114490428807068631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114490428807068631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114490428807068631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/04/commercial-break.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-114411125914728560</id><published>2006-04-03T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:44.264-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>neu songs &amp; spectral locomotives.First of all, if you haven't yet, you gotta check out that last link I put up.  It's one of those shining stars of the internet.Now that I have my neu apartment and my DIY studio set up again, I'm working on a neu album, and I have a brand neu song up on my Caws Pobi page. The title I pulled from an old Elton John lyric (though my song isn't about Sir Elton). The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/114411125914728560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=114411125914728560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114411125914728560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114411125914728560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/04/neu-songs-spectral-locomotives.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-114405217816125301</id><published>2006-04-03T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:44.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I found it.It's A Trap!.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/114405217816125301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=114405217816125301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114405217816125301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114405217816125301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-found-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-114402658757377175</id><published>2006-04-02T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:44.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>chitlin circuit style of humor.Robert A. Pruitt, Just Do It!, 2004More about Pruitt here..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/114402658757377175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=114402658757377175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114402658757377175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114402658757377175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/04/chitlin-circuit-style-of-humor.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-114343169092743863</id><published>2006-03-26T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:43.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I like my new apartment (and it likes me). Joseph Beuys, I like America and America likes me (coyote), 1976.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/114343169092743863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=114343169092743863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114343169092743863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114343169092743863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-like-my-new-apartment-and-it-likes.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-114283747106266303</id><published>2006-03-19T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:43.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>queen bitch.Who can find 5 things wrong with this picture?      ...Give up? Or did you find more than 5? Well, let's have a look...1. Gwen Stefani sucks as a musician, artist, and icon.2. Oh, the white queen! Gwen is given a disturbing racist dominance in the photo with her white outfit, white skin, and flowing blonde  hair, while the dark-skinned, dark-haired, dark-dressed Japanese women are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/114283747106266303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=114283747106266303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114283747106266303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114283747106266303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/03/queen-bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-114283697023456706</id><published>2006-03-19T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:43.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the removal of anxiety.The website for Blackbook Magazine has a featured dialogue between two of my favorite artists, Jeff Koons and Matthew Barney. Read it here.Barney has several good things to say about his own creative process (and his experiences in modeling), but I am able to identify more with Koons's statements, if I consider my songs to be my 'sculptures'.Ushering in Banality, by Jeff </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/114283697023456706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=114283697023456706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114283697023456706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114283697023456706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/03/removal-of-anxiety.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-114281054418853025</id><published>2006-03-19T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:43.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the Hit, and soup.Remember when I mentioned a song I recorded with my cousin down in LA? Well, the song can now be heard on Caws Pobi's myspace page. Bend an ear.Also, if there is anyone in Corvallis that does not have my Brettrospective book of cartoons, there are a few for sale at Interzone cafe on Monroe. Supplies are limited!And it just so happens that Interzone is right across the street </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/114281054418853025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=114281054418853025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114281054418853025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114281054418853025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/03/hit-and-soup.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-114231117335971861</id><published>2006-03-13T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:43.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Royal Robertson.Today I stopped by the OSU bookstore to check out the new art books, and I found a fascinating little book about How to Look at Outsider Art. For those of you who aren't in the know, Outsider Art is a loose term used to group together art created by social outcasts, the homeless, the mentally ill, children, or anyone else lacking academic art training or working outside the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/114231117335971861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=114231117335971861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114231117335971861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114231117335971861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/03/royal-robertson.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-114220844117677178</id><published>2006-03-12T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:43.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am left-handed.Right handed people live, on average, nine years longer than left handed people do. But only 7% of the population is left handed..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/114220844117677178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=114220844117677178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114220844117677178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114220844117677178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-am-left-handed.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-114170886764239292</id><published>2006-03-06T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:43.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>everyone is famous for fifteen people.So what's the deal with this Myspace thing? How come everyone is jumping on the bandwagon and creating their own stupid little page? And how come Caws Pobi has 40 friends while I only have 21?Shucks, kids. Everyone is jumping on the Myspace bandwagon because that's what the internet is all about: information. Since the dawn of man, the world-wide-web has </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/114170886764239292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=114170886764239292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114170886764239292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114170886764239292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/03/everyone-is-famous-for-fifteen-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-114151309085589869</id><published>2006-03-04T14:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:42.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/114151309085589869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=114151309085589869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114151309085589869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114151309085589869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-114075156449466867</id><published>2006-02-23T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:42.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>invisible influence.Caws Pobi is listening to Honky Chateau by Elton John. He feels like he's always known the album, even though he just discovered most of it a month ago. In fact, he wishes he had made Honky Chateau himself. Oh well. Now he doesn't have to..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/114075156449466867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=114075156449466867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114075156449466867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/114075156449466867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/02/invisible-influence.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-113997956597143071</id><published>2006-02-14T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:42.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>alternative holidays rock.!!!HAPPY STADIUM MUD BUGGIES DAY!!!. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/113997956597143071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=113997956597143071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/113997956597143071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/113997956597143071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/02/alternative-holidays-rock.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-113987151025863276</id><published>2006-02-13T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:42.334-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>cartoons that kill!I usually don't cover political issues on this blog unless they deal with chocolate cities, but this whole business with the Mohammed Cartoon War has struck a chord with me, because dammit, I'm a cartoonist.Naturally I wanted to see what all the rhubarb was about, so I went to Google image search and typed in 'mohammed caricature.' Instead of yielding the said caricature, the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/113987151025863276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=113987151025863276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/113987151025863276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/113987151025863276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/02/cartoons-that-kill-i-usually-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-113936053067472525</id><published>2006-02-07T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:42.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>we are ze robots.  Spectacular Chair Pusher Gundam SXV22 GO!I just loved this article: Japanese Working on Robot ButlerHe may look like a intergalactic battle mech from some anime show, but this advanced humanoid robot doesn't shoot any lazers into giant alien eyeballs. Instead, "he willingly turns on the television with a chest-mounted remote control, and brings a can of drink for you." In other</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/113936053067472525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=113936053067472525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/113936053067472525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/113936053067472525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/02/we-are-ze-robots.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-113919016654574849</id><published>2006-02-05T16:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:42.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>chocolate city!!There are a few things I could have written about today. I could have done the Robot post, or I could have done the Voices of our Generation post, or I could have talked about my part-time job at a hotel. Actually, I don't have much to say about the hotel job, other than that it exists. But I got a request to address something in the news, something that should be noted and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/113919016654574849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=113919016654574849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/113919016654574849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/113919016654574849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/02/chocolate-city-there-are-few-things-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-113894460401216210</id><published>2006-02-02T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:42.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Los Angeles pt. 3I got all dressed up and went in for a group interview with the AEON people. The group interview pretty much consisted of all the applicants giving 5-minute practice lessons which we had prepared ahead of time. It was awkward, but strangely fun. For my 5, I split everyone up into pairs and had them create short dialogues. I did alright, but apparently not alright enough, because </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/113894460401216210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=113894460401216210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/113894460401216210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/113894460401216210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/02/los-angeles-pt.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-113831267289573536</id><published>2006-01-26T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:41.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Los Angeles, pt. 2We made a trip to Amoeba Music, a big damn CD and record shop. They had obscure experimental albums by Sachiko M, but amazingly they did not have the new Phiiliip record. I left with a used copy of Rain Dogs by Tom Waits.We got all nostalgic talking about all the G.I. Joe movies we used to make, so we decided to make a new one. It was filmed on location in such exotic LA locales</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/113831267289573536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=113831267289573536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/113831267289573536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/113831267289573536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/01/los-angeles-pt_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-113823992278522537</id><published>2006-01-25T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:41.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Los Angeles, pt. 1This is part 1 of a 3, or 4, or 2-part photo series documenting last week's trip to the city of Los Angeles. We went down to chill with our cousins who live in the Hollywood area. What did we do there? Why, made movies, recorded music, and rubbed elboes with moderately famous actors, of course!Base of operations, near the Miracle Mile. Real nice crib.Don't you wish you had a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/113823992278522537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=113823992278522537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/113823992278522537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/113823992278522537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/01/los-angeles-pt.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-113711967937910450</id><published>2006-01-12T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:41.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>put it on your wall.What? You didn't see poster I made for The Taste's last show? Well look here..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/113711967937910450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=113711967937910450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/113711967937910450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/113711967937910450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/01/put-it-on-your-wall.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-113711901952235055</id><published>2006-01-12T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:41.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the dogs!!...And now, back by demand, here it is again:that crazy David Hasselhoff video..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/113711901952235055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=113711901952235055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/113711901952235055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/113711901952235055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/01/dogs.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-113524237190495942</id><published>2006-01-11T12:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:40.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Escape from America.Since graduating from college, it has become quite clear that this country doesn't need me. I've applied for and inquired about jobs, but I guess I'm just not an employable person, allegedly due to my lack of work experience. Come to think of it, I really don't know what I was doing during all those years in college. Apparently that whole experience and the work I did does not</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/113524237190495942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=113524237190495942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/113524237190495942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/113524237190495942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/01/escape-from-america.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-113684582937265905</id><published>2006-01-09T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:41.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the boyhood disease.Do Teachers Dislike Boys?I just read this article and thought I would link to it because, shucks folks, I'm fascinated by gender studies and the psychological differneces between males and females. The subject is one of those, like music and art, that I frequently ponder. At times people have called me sexist, but that is not necessarily the case; do I dislike women or do I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/113684582937265905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=113684582937265905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/113684582937265905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/113684582937265905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/01/boyhood-disease.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885400.post-113669105494196230</id><published>2006-01-07T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:18:41.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a new crummy year.Here's to 2006!.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/feeds/113669105494196230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3885400&amp;postID=113669105494196230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/113669105494196230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3885400/posts/default/113669105494196230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wehatebrett.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-crummy-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Deluxe Brett, model no. 82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
