Thursday, January 23, 2020

The Orange Album



Around a year ago I started writing new lyrics and then singing out some tunes with the help of karaoke versions of them, Beatles tunes to be specific, with a Trump theme.

No reason on the choice of the Beatles really, it just began that way when I started singing in my head new lyrics for “I Am The Walrus” and then continued. Or it could be that maybe I’m just really comfortable with the Beatles, my dear old friends and could kind of “sing” them a bit easier courtesy of my familiarity.

Eventually, though, after I built that first tune I realized I wasn’t done yet, I had found an outlet for my anger and frustration with living in a Trump world. So I wrote new lyrics for and built another Beatles song, and then another and another and then I thought, well how about enough for an album? 

So, a year later, that’s what I’ve done, an even dozen tunes with the lyrics included of course as with any album worth its salt. They are the most important part after all. My opus … hehehe.

“The Orange Album” — an attempt at sanity in this fucked up place we live in now courtesy of the Orange Devil. Just me wording at windmills … with a Beatles tune in my heart.

Cheers all,

THE REST IS HERE AT MY BLOG FRANKENBERRYSATTIC.COM

THE ORANGE ALBUM


Tuesday, November 12, 2019

A Season's Final Friday Night Light's Football Weekend's Not Pizza


Well, another season of High School Football games with Spectrum Sports and the coolest of cool crews is in the books, Me and BB done with our runs up Albany way for now. While we all finished up this weekend one more time, our broadcasts included the crowning of a few division champs, including Shenendahowa and Queensbury (and discovered, in the process, why Queensbury is a running football team as the few passes they did attempt were more blimps or alley-oops than anything else).

There was celebrating, there was crying, there was thanking the heavens and there was cursing the fates, but no participant trophies here. It's a win or lose kinda thing in the real sport's world, no middle ground. Kids anticipate, then kids celebrate or kids cry all with a hell of a lot drama, violent football sounds, screamed coaching obviousness, screamed fan obviousness and a lot of riveting and fun football in between.



I have to admit though, that I was feeling a little creaky on the sidelines this weekend, for the first time really, by the end of Saturday night's game. 10 straight weeks of leaving the regular gig a couple of hours short of a full day, the stress of trying to meet that couple of hours short 3:30p escape time deadline on busy radio production Fridays for a 4 hour round trip with 5 hours of a broadcast in between caught up with me, especially with this weekend being a double header. The cold didn't help either. Sorry, I SHOULD say, the fucking cold didn't help either. That first real cold of the year always feels a little bit more.

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Tuesday, November 5, 2019

The Trump Treehouse of Tall Stories, Treason and Tyranny - Ep #15: "New Oz Guards, Pointy Sticks And Dramatic Frothing Spittle"

Sign above the door: Home Of The He-Tin-Pot-Man Freedom Haters Club

ALARMS SOUNDING - (recorded voice of Jon Voight) INTRUDER ALERT!!! INTRUDER ALERT!!! HIGH PRIORITY INTRUDER ALERT AS A MATTER OF FACT!!! INTRUDER OF COLOR ALERT!!! INTRUDER ALERT...

Ben: (stops short, laser sight points hovering his chest/aimed weaponized contraptions popping out from every corner of the Treehouse with overdone mechanical clicking sounds, the distant din of jackboots and dog barks closing in) Whoa!! (drops tray of donuts and quarter pounders with cheese) What the fuck?!!

(Matt Gaetz & Brad Parscale in muscled garrish gold Oz-like guard uniforms, cossack hats, orange not green faces and tall Pikes topped with an upside down gruesomely serrated "T" rush Ben in the entrance of the Treehouse with blood and frothing spittle dripping from the corners of their faces)

Guard #1 in the credits (Matt): (dramatically wiping frothing spittle on his sleeve, finishing with a flourish and menacingly pointing his T-Pike) What the fuck, yeah now motherfucker!!

Guard #2 in the credits (Brad): (copying guard #1's dramatic frothing spittle wipe but with an extra flourish) ... yeh, right...what he said!...what the fuck, yeah now motherfucker!

Matt: Yeah! Who the hell are you and why ar...hey, did you just copy my dramatic frothing spittle wipe?

Brad: What?...No.

Matt: Yes you did.

Brad: No I didn't.

Matt: Yes you DID...I saw you...you did this (recreates frothing spittle wipe with flourish) but you added more flourish.

Brad: You like that? Pretty flourishy huh?

Matt: Hah! So you admit it? You did copy me!

Brad: What...umm...no...and that added flourish is all mine by the way.

Matt: I'm calling bullshit Brad, the frothing spittle wipe is my signature move along with my "back of chamber attempted though comical intimidating stare" and you just outright stole it.

Brad: Screw you Matt! You can't lay claim to a frothing spittle wipe, or an attempted intimidating stare for that matter, that's the same comical stare we all learned in "Glowering 101" at Trump U. Plus we all have frothing spittle these days, it's a freakin' frothing spittle fest out there for fuck's sake and it has to be wiped somehow, even on fine gold clothed sleeves...but that added flourish?...that's MY move. All ME
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Matt: Oh, fuck off Brad...you and that Southern Poverty Law Center most wanted look of yours...

Ben: Hey guys?

Brad: ...listen to you pretty boy, Supreme Leader's pet an...

Ben: Hey guys?!

Matt & Brad: What?!!!

Ben: (petting the dogs) they look like they haven't eaten...they really scarfed up these donuts and burgers.

Matt: Jesus Christ, he's petting the dogs Brad! He's petting the fucking ATTACK dogs Brad!!

THE REST CAN BE FOUND HERE...FRANKENBERRY'S ATTIC 








Saturday, October 26, 2019

Facebook's Marketplace & Albie the Stalking Algorithm

(from October 25, 2019)

Facebook post 10-21-19: 

So I'm wondering just what it is in my history at Facebook, maybe it's all the items I haven't bought for the home I don't own from my apartment recently, that somehow has me in some sort of algorithm where I get notifications from Marketplace for an Old Cast Iron Pipe Stove (that only MAY be functional) and a Leaf Blower?...



The Wind And The Wynne

(from October 20, 2019)

Had to say goodbye to one of the little ones this past week.



They started out as a Fabulous Five, a litter of inseparables that began here at the house along with their very noisy, very scrawny momma-cat, made their way down to the shelter and then, after one had found a home, returned uptop to the sunroom, though a little ring wormy, as a Force of Four, then it was back down to the shelter again, to isolate that ring wormyness, then a sad loss of a little long hair to a Thing of Three and then another to a new home and now a Tale of Two, while they made their way back here once again, one more new home and then to just a One of One, White Nose, or as I called him, Wynne. White Nose - "W" N" - Win - Wynne...

...THE REST IS HERE 

Taking Trump Spin For A Spin

(from October 19)

Trump says Turkey and Kurds needed to fight 'like two kids'

So, now it’s a “he allowed” Turkish forces and Kurds to battle instead of he hung the Kurds, who fought with us side by side against ISIS, out to dry by enabling a Turkish offensive (there’s no equal battle here) that has killed at least 500 so far and displaced thousands?

So, this is the new spin, somehow Trump portraying himself as the adult in the room "Like two kids in a lot, you have got to let them fight and then you pull them apart” when in reality it was a selfish fawning child who allowed all of this to happen in the first place? The man-boy who wanted to protect his own interests, his Istanbul properties (any "America first" take should always be interpreted as Trump first) while trading an assist to one of his strong-arm thug buddies and hopefully continue to be looked upon favorably (an easy patsy) by the members of the Despot-Man Freedom Haters Club...

...the rest is here.

A Nonexistent Trickle And Snake Oil For Sale In Aisle 6

(from October 5, 2019)



(Linked in a Robert Reich Facebook post - a column from the USA Today)

Record debt and inequality gap? It's almost like 40 years of Republican tax cuts failed.

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And a shout to the majority of Americans who have never benefited from the trickle and to the minority who still vote for those who claim it will somehow still, while they laugh at you behind your back, or in some cases, right in front of your face. They call it TRICKLE DOWN for fuck's sake! They're telling you straight up that it's the scraps, the leavings, the crumbs of what is left from their really lavish tax-cut meal (then they'll try and steal your Medicaid & Medicare to help pay for dinner). Just the fact that they've been able to foist this dismissive, arrogant, condescending premise on us and pass it off as a genuine economic platform for all these years while the gap widens, and not in our favor, should tell you all you need to know about how much they care for you and also about how truly blind and gullible you really are. #tricklethis ...

... the rest is here