yeah, internet, i know your body.

enjoy the video for “halloween head” by ryan adams because i said so:

Halloween Head by Ryan Adams

oh, and yeah, the video i embedded is from MySpace b/c the MARKETING GENIUSES over at Universal Music Group decided that they would post the video to this little known tune on YouTube BUT DISABLE FUCKING EMBEDDING.

why would they NOT want me to talk/blog/share this video? could someone slap me on the head when big media finally gets it that an artist like ryan adams THRIVES on this type of sharing (read: publicity).

i’ll resist getting started on the idiotic logic of publishing a corporate-approved/sponsored video to YouTube without allowing said video to be embedded in situations such as this.

un-be-fucking-ievable.

my advice to the suits? get your deal together quickly and join our quickly changing world or get left behind at an even quicker pace.

Goodnight, Rose…we’re going to win…
Put your troubles behind you, and go on to bed.
Let go of the worry, there’s so much nobody understands…

personally, i’m digging on “crossed out name” but your mileage my vary. here’s classic ryan adams courtesy of youtube. i think this is my favorite ryanadam’s performance and keeps me squeaking on my harmonica in attempts to duplicate his sound. so far, my harmonica skills are slightly better than FAIL but not quite up to being just “suck”.

in unrelated news, today i helped teach a 4hour lab to first-year med students. the topic was blood histology and it was exhausting. to compound the monotony of teaching blood histo was the fact that the class was divided into 2 sections which meant teaching it once and then repeating it 120mins later. this effect was also compounded by the fact that the class was broken up into 12 small groups per lab period.

by the end of the day, i felt like i had repeated myself 1000x and caught a glimpse of what it must be like to give a political stump speech and hit the same talking point ad nauseam. I guess the only difference was that everything I said was true…everytime I said it.

1. went for a morning jog and did a set of “8min abs” afterwards b/c i have 8mins but do NOT have abs
2. got to school early and got the kick ass parking spot right in front of the med building
3. listened, studied and taught b/c being a doctor is hard
4. stumbled out of school around 630pm and walked out to the farthest parking lot before remembering #2
5. started developing a pain in my abdomen around 5pm and feared that my appendix was about to rupture…immediately began to panic about the timing of such an event before remembering the sit-ups from #1
6. am considering carrying around a little pocket notepad to remind myself of number of sit-ups performed and location of my vehicle.
7. listening to ryan adams’ “easy tiger” album b/c it’s Fall

unlike me, ryan can write songs, play the guitar and get girls.

check out the latest courtesty of stereogum:

Word is Ryan and girlfriend Jessica Joffe, she who was credited as catalyst for Ry’s sobriety in that lengthy NYT piece last year, are over. And wouldn’t you know it, he’s handling things a little dramatically! And using the internet as a means for his public displays of contrition.

Things got started when someone calling himself Romantic Danzig sent Gawker a poem entitled “poem for Jessica Joffe because she blocked my email,” but since that wasn’t sufficiently personal (read: traceable) now he’s using that YouTube account we checked the other day to post the more succinctly titled piece called “Jessica.” It’s a freshly minted jangler about how he “ain’t no good,” the tune set to a map of the West Village (framed within a heart), a scrolling lover’s poem, a picture of Jessica gradually zoomed in upon until creepily pixelated, and a slow close-up of the letters “S-O-R-R-Y” written on a handful of white M&Ms (or, pills). What guilt trip?