You’ll be glued to our
text ‘til your eyes will hurt, kids!
By Fred Mills
We’re not sure if it’s the way he puts shaving cream on his
head and cleans up the ol’ chrome dome while taking a bubblebath that charms
the bejeezus outta us, or if it’s simply the shameless bit of BLURT promotion that
subsequently ensues when he picks up the guitar and strums a little ditty in
our honor. Either way, though, you gotta check out Hamell On Trial’s latest
installment of “Yap,” his BLURT video blog
that is posted to our site every two weeks.
Check it out, over on the right hand side of the homepage,
or simply click straight in HERE.
Then sing along with Hamell, and roll credits:
every Patti and Johnny and Kurt
fans wanna tell ya ‘bout BLURT
culture and movies and politics too
do our best not to insult your I.Q.
love it so hard you’ll want to spurt
got an online mag, we’re calling it BLURT
opinionated you’ll puke on your shirt
a cyber rockin’ daddy we’re calling it BLURT.
our eyes in the heavens and our feet in the dirt
watchful ghost Lester, callin’ it BLURT
enjoy music, we’re devoted – don’t flirt
are fanatics glued to BLURT.
be glued to our text ‘til your eyes will hurt
know it’s gonna rhyme, I’m branding… it’s BLURT
irreverent as fuck we’ll never be inert
stretched it that time like we stretch it at BLURT.