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Posted May 11, 2010 by Helen Killer Filed in Bad Poetry

I find it hard to believe that God dictated three CDs of poetry to this woman and the subject of clip art never came up.

Posted December 11, 2009 by Helen Killer Filed in Bad Poetry, Don't Ask Me

If you only know me from this site, then you don’t know about my deep and abiding love of bizarre music. So it’s with a huge boner that I present the first audio Regretsy, River of Love by Varga.

I would describe Varga as a cross between a drunken David Byrne, and Lou Reed with a head injury. I predict big things for this guy, who really knows his way around a Casio.

I have given you three excerpts from this CD; 15 tracks of fucking awesome which I purchased and downloaded faster than the drum track on almost everything.*

First up, Love Train.

Varga: Love Train (Excerpt)

I am especially intrigued by a synthesized cat sound that comes in at the :08 mark, and appears again every seven or eight seconds.

Next up, I Am the Enemy.

Varga: I Am the Enemy (Excerpt)

I Am the Enemy asks the question, “Who is the enemy?”, thereby ruining the surprise ending. More importantly, this showcases Varga’s uncanny multi-tracking, making you think for just a moment that there are two enemies.

And finally, Only Love.

Varga: Only Love (Excerpt)

Listen carefully for the subtle sound effect at the :17 mark.

I urge you to go and buy River of Love immediately, if only to play without comment during Christmas dinner, thereby cutting the evening short, and allowing you to get back to your porn.

*I actually purchased this from CD Baby to insure I could download it immediately, and not have to wait by the mailbox like Greyfriars Bobby.

Posted November 25, 2009 by Helen Killer Filed in Bad Poetry, Clothing

And I will not pretend to know why you’re wearing a girls sweater.

Posted October 24, 2009 by Helen Killer Filed in Accessories, Bad Poetry

If I had to wear a barbie doll and 2 pounds of broken jewelry on my head, I wouldn’t be happy either. But for God’s sake, at least try to smile. This looks like a hostage photo at the Mattel plant.