YeeHo! Why keep on keepin on? GangstaGrass

So fine. Not everyday you stumble on a CD with every track just too sizzling sweet.

Gangstagrass: a prime new mashup of hillbilly twanging beats and some of the finest voices of gangsta rap's homies and hos. One listen gives visions of grinning gangsta kids stomping with a gaggle o' good ol' boys. Guffaws galore.

And, if the mashup's producer Rench doesn't do a Gangstagrass vidi for Obama, there just ain't no justice in the world.

At time of writing, the band's website was 503'd (Service temporarily unavailable), apparently overloaded by just Boing Boing's mini-review and the news just hit Digg, so get a Bittorrent client and go to Pirate Bay for the whole 22-song album, as free mp3s, plus cover art and songs-artists list.

Look, call for more Gangstagrass. This is the best of the future you'll get.

Update-AD.2008.May.12.Mon.07h57.ICT: The lyrics rock, too -- and pleasantly remind of:
    My name is Eugene Debs Hartke, and I was born in 1940. I was named at the behest of my maternal grandfather, Benjamin Wills, who was a Socialist and an Atheist, and nothing but a groundskeeper at Butler University, in Indianapolis, Indiana, in honor of Eu­gene Debs of Terre Haute, Indiana. Debs was a Social­ist and a Pacifist and a Labor Organizer who ran several times for the Presidency of the United States of Amer­ica, and got more votes than has any other candidate nominated by a third party in the history of this country. Debs died in 1926, when I was a negative 14 years of age.

    The year is 2001 now. If all had gone the way a lot of people thought it would, Jesus Christ would have been among us again, and the American flag would have been planted on Venus and Mars. No such luck!

    At least the World will end, an event anticipated with great joy by many. It will end very soon, but not in the year 2000, which has come and gone. From that I conclude that God Almighty is not heavily into Numerology.

    Grandfather Benjamin Wills died in 1948, when I was a pIus 8 years of age, but not before he made sure that I knew by heart the most famous words uttered by Debs, which are:

      While there is a lower class I am in it.
      While there is a criminal element I am of it.
      While there is a soul in prison I am not free.

    -- Kurt Vonnegut, Jr, Hocus Pocus, 1990

[Edits] .May.12.16h15.ICT


SCRAPs, AD.2008.05.01.ICT - EDT Liberation Day & Labor Day ADdendum

Evacuation of Saigon from US Embassy Rooftop, 1975.04.30

You have just won an appointment to the United States Military Academy," he said. "I've got a son I can be proud of now."

Seventeen years later, in 1975, I was a Lieutenant Colonel on the roof of the American Embassy in Sai­gon, keeping everybody but Americans off helicopters that were ferrying badly rattled people out to ships offshore. We had lost a war!


-- Kurt Vonnegut, Jr, Hocus Pocus, 1990

Today, to 10:59(AM).ICT is still within the 33rd anniversary of Saigon's Liberation Day, at AD.1975.Apr.30.23:59.EDT (Eastern Daylight Time, UTC/GMT-4). Being of two timezones is still confusing even after 18 years of it.

English online press coverage of the event finally caught up outside Vietnam, but the RAPs were still few and far between. By 10:59.ICT (23:59.EDT) today, Google News had about 128 reports for "Saigon Fall", down from 12 hours ago, but more of the RAPs were relevant. "Saigon Liberation" mustered 45 RAPs, up by five but also with more relevent RAPs.

And thus ends Liberation Day and liberation from this blog and its obsessive, economically suicidal Web SCRAPing.

To date, some 22,650 unique Web SCRAPs have been saved to disk since March 2007, each SCRAP listed being linked to the location it was saved from by this blog.

See BeLow. For more on method/madness, see

Yet again, enough's enough. Time to get out.

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From one of the Web pages SCRAP'd, BeLow. Paranthropus boisei, an early
branch of the human family tree, from Counterintuitive Evolutionary Lesson of
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