Whaaaaaaaa! Why does LA have all the cool resistance meetings? They don’t have any actual resisters down there in the first place! Tell that Reznor to get his sorry ass up here to the Republic of East Vancouver like, now, or I’ll sic Greenpeace on him. He’ll get his butt Birkenstomped!
:: 
:: 
:: 
:: 
:: 
:: 
:: 
:: 
:: 
:: 
Before you start hatin’ on my amazing-like spelling powers, click to view. Otherwise both I and the Scottish falsetto sock puppets will make fun of you. And the Doctor will be very disappointed in you as well.
And nobody wants that to happen, do they?
:: :: :: :: :: :: :: :: :: ::
From the twisted genius that brought the world Hinterland’s Who’s Who: The Crack Spider comes this new masterpiece, a heartwrenching ballad of juvenile tuburculosis, deformity, unrequited love, and sanctuary. All more or less to the tune of My Humps by the Black Eyed Peas. See also Alanis Morissette‘s angsty, emo effort.
lyrics over the jump…
:: :: :: :: :: :: :: :: :: ::
What can be said about Brian Atene that hasn’t been said already, probably by himself?
Well he’s BACK, ladies and gentlemen, and we at the ol’ raincoaster blog have got him!
In fact, we at the ol’ raincoaster blog are so behind we actually gave him to Defamer and they ran it on Monday (even though we were banned; we’re too, too kind, and as for our subsequent un-banning, let me just say that Gawker Media interns are shockingly susceptible to a properly executed tandem deployment of the Venus Butterfly and the Mars Rover and now we return you to your regularly scheduled blog), that’s how backlogged we are. But we bit the bullet and swallowed the ex-lax and unclogged the pipes and shat out the following new video from Brian Atene, just for you.
He’s on a quest: a quest to return Lando Kalrissian to his rightful place at the command of the Millennium Falcon, with faithful Chewbacca by his side. Shall we join him?
:: :: :: :: :: :: :: :: :: ::
raincoaster 