Oh the Thinks You Can Think!

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from Christopher Reynolds
to gavin@streetcarnage.com
date Thu, Nov 6, 2008 at 11:52 PM
subject the injustice of my sbtvc ban
mailed-by gmail.com
hide details 11:52 PM

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Dearest funny man:

I'm a huge fan and I read your stupid/awesome website pretty much every day. Yesterday I was apparently banned, and now I get this message: "You were told repeatedly to stop promoting your awful blog." when I try to access the site. I have three problems with this statement: 1) I haven't promoted my blog.. or, rather, I did enter its URL into the message box twice, but that was weeks ago, and I stopped of my own accord because I realized the classinessless-ism of it all. A spammer I am not. 2) Nobody told me, especially not repeatedly, to stop. I just stopped anyway, because I'm cool like that. and 3) The adjective 'awful' is inadequate to describe my blog ("masturbatory", "immature", "scatterbrained", "narcissistic", "vaguely amusing-in-the-way-that-secretly-spying-on-the-mentally-ill-is-amusing" would have convinced me) so you must have mistaken my IP for someone lamer.

Please un-ban me, I can't live without you and your weird-assed moustache.

Love,
Christopher Reynolds
septeberpolice.blogspot.com


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Hey you know when you're at a show and the singer kind of looks at you... but then keeps looking at you, and then you have a staring contest? Well, sometimes that staring contest can get weird, or sometimes it can feel meaningful, like you're gonna get married or something, or at the very least engage in some neon sex-magick directly after the show. I had this happen to me the other night at a Vivian Girls show (but to be fair, their songs are so short that the staring contest couldn't have been that long), but the best was in 2005 when I saw the Fiery Furnaces. They were playing the song Chris Michaels (y'know, the 7+minute jam that starts "Later at lunch with the taco lettuce crunch"). Eleanor Friedberger and I engaged in an mystical eye-intertwining eternal that lasted what seemed like most of the song. I was lifted on high by her sleepy eyes and weird-assed song, I felt a real, human connection, and everyone else disappeared around us, a sparkly space-scene in its place, "oh oh dream weaver, I believe you can get me through the nii-iiiiight." Or maybe she was looking at someone else, whatever.


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I have been living frugally for the first time in a good couple of years... and cooking at home for the first time in one year. I'm talking Patak's curry paste, peanut-butter, salad and nachos. I ate out every day for a year, and then, the past couple of months, not so much. But then, yesterday, I went to dinner with my father and the infamous Cindy Lewis (who is 8 mo/1 we pregnoid). Pastis, bone marrow out of a huge roasted bone, wine, steak tartare, and some 10-word desserts. Oh, and some complimentary gay eye-humping from the gentleman across from me who ordered the exact same thing.


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It's 19 degrees for the third day in a row in Toronto. What gives?


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First nations culture in Canada is super interesting. It suddenly seems insane to me that we completely ignore what our country was all about for millennia. This place was populated by a distinct and fascinating series of indigenous societies waaaay before we were here, so why not care about that? Oh and I made out with this awesome Ojibwe girl the other day.


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Halloween was fun. My friend Esten went as Amy Winehouse, Sandi went as a lesbian I think, and I went as an unemployed writer wannabe. Sandi and I left Esten's house party and went to two sold-out shows: a Cobrasnake / Pase Rock show at Wrongbar, and then on to the Drake to see our pal Skratch Bastid. Both shows were pretty hype, but made all the more hype by the fact that we actually got into them at such a late hour (yeah, we drew fake stamps on ourselves with a pen).


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I'm DJing my Toronto debut show this Saturday at Disgraceland at Bloor and Ossington. The show is appropriately titled "Everyone's a DJ" and my set is only 20 minutes. But, I'm going to play 16 songs in that 20 minutes, including Gang Gang Dance, DJ Sega, Dj Tameil, Esau Mwamwaya, Nirvana, Lykke Li, Slayer and some guy called L-Vis 1990. I'll record it and you can download it this weekend.


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So Hot Right Now; three girls I am way into:

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Ugly Betty

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Tamina from So You Think You Can Dance Canada

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Jenny from Shot By Kern


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The next Animal Collective album is out soon. It's going to be amazing. I posted a song from it on this blog months ago, called Brother Sport. It's probably the best song in the world. Anyway, the album is called Merriweather Post Pavilion. Check out the super-psychedelic optical illusion cover:




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UPDATE!:::

Gavin McInnes
to ...
...
Christopher Reynolds
date Fri, Nov 7, 2008 at 12:41 AM
subject bans lifted
mailed-by streetcarnage.com
hide details 12:41 AM

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OK you guys should be fine. Just so you know. The only things that get you banned completely is sabotage like SPAMming or a huge sea of bullshit comments again and again.

As far as individual comments go we delete:
-mindless stupid racism
-any "I'd rape her" shit

Also, if you're making comments in the Boners please don't bother telling us if you'd fuck her or not. Nobody cares. And we don't need to hear that her knees are too lumpy or she's fat or you don't like her neck. It's not a biology site.

If this doesn't apply to you please disregard,
Love,
Gavin


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Update 2.0:

My email was just posted to the Street Carnage blog, including a link to this post which has resulted in a flood of new hits to this blog and consequently a flood of self high-fives.