I have no problem with Postmodernism

These guys rock. And they are so much more impressively awesomely aggressively cool than I could ever hope to be. They scream, "FUCKING COOL!" at the top of their lungs. Even if there were a theoretical anti Queer Eye for the Straight Guy, a makeover show that would take my lumpy soggy mass that I call a body and turn it into a gleaming rock-god-machine physique with hints of Iggy Pop circa 1970 adorned in the clothes that Hendrix wore at Woodstock, even then I could never hold a candle to these guys.

Since there's no football happening, I decided to provide some other entertainment of the non-sports related variety. Just got back from sxsw, and man it was awesome. I'm gonna go straight coma for two days to recover--I didn't sleep, we spent every waking moment either filming or partying, so check out the you tube page to see more updates in the next few weeks, you might just be seeing a video of the hot new band coming out of South By as the locales call it.

When I look at Earl Greyhoud I'm blown away by how damn cool they are. It reminded me of this bit from Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs. "If given the choice between hearing a great band and seeing a cool band, I'll take the latter every single time; this is why the Eagles suck." So there ya go-- these guys are better than the Eagles. Check out drum solo at the end, this guy is a monster. The bassist is so damn sexy, the girl's got rhythm. And for the ladies you have a dude that is 6'15", with long hair, a chiseled face, sings and plays lead guitar. These guys are unbelieveable.